The insomnia’s back. I don’t know why, I’ve slept well the last week, and fully expected to do so again last night, but no such luck.
The worst part about being awake all night, for me, besides the frustration of being tired but unable to sleep, is that I can’t do anything productive. There is nowhere I can go in our house and nothing I can do that won’t wake one of the other three occupants (Jeffrey, Harvey, or Rita Mae.) Going upstairs or down to the basement creaks the stairs. Shuffling about or trying to do anything is sure to wake the dogs. So I’m kind of trapped. I can watch TV silently using my wireless ear buds, or read on my iPad, but that’s about it. Hell, I’d even prefer to log into my work computer and get some work done rather than waste and kill 8 or 9 hours until the rest of the household wakens. But that requires going into the basement on creaky stairs.
I’ll have to plan for these sleepless nights better by making sure I have other things I can do quietly already on the main floor.
It’s going to be a long, tiring day at work today.