Snoozeless
It’s late, I’m in bed, I’m tired, but I can’t sleep.
It’s been a good, long weekend. We hosted a friend, went to a party, hosted a party, visited with another friend/blogger and ended the holiday weekend catching up on True Blood, News Room and Project Runway.
Now I’m lying here, listening to the sounds of my husband and dogs blissfully sleeping beside me, while I lie awake solving all the problems of life, the universe and everything in my head.
Sigh…
It’s a beautiful head!
The end of the day, getting my bedtime book out, and reading until I fall asleep. My favorite time of day.
no sense torturing yourself, dear. the universe works and moves in mysterious ways (cue the U2 music).
I hate when that happens. I’ll often get up and take a walk around the house, look at the stars and moon if they’re visible, maybe do some stretching, then go back to bed and try again. Sometimes it works.
I did that once and it still didn’t pan out.