If I don't get a good night's sleep tonight I just might snap. Between Josh coming into my room with a stomache ache, insane wind, crashing 150 year old trees, power outages causing the dog's invisible fence alarm to beep incessantly and the house alarm to signal a service interruption, and drinking too much before bed, I am a walking zombie. I'm pretty sure I haven't been this tired since Matt was a toddler who hadn't slept more than two consecutive hours for almost two years.
I am currently fantasizing about going to sleep awesomely tired, being snuggly, sleeping soundly and waking up rested. Does that happen after a certain age? I feel like a good night's sleep is a distant unattainable dream.
I'm afraid I am ridiculously dependent on electricity to fall asleep. Last night when the power went out and I was woken by the house alarm signal, I tried to turn on the light, typed in the code, tried to turn on the light, used the bathroom, tried to turn on the light, found my phone to set another kind of alarm, tried to turn on the light, gave up and tried to go back to sleep. When sleep wasn't happening I thought about turning on the TV, not without electricity, listening to sounds of the shore on my sound machine, not without electricity, putting the heating pad on my chest to stop the (still from the flu!) hacking cough, not without electricity, and then finally I cried myself to sleep. Just kidding. I dozed off, just long enough to have a disturbing dream about having no clothes and scheming to get some perfect white ones and ending up with ill fitting drab colored old lady clothes. Then the school called to report a two hour delay opening but I couldn't go back to sleep after answering the phone. I'm pretty sure the clothes dream has a deeper meaning but I'm too mind numbingly tired to figure it out. I declare that if anyone tried to wake me up tonight I am going to wake up swinging.