Denied entry at the gates of Morpheus...
Aug. 26th, 2008 06:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
msfledermausI went to bed early last night. Early, I tellya!!
So of course I had a late-night phone call and saw a small moth I had to kill immediately. The phone call was needful--Ben the Neighbor telling me the house painters are coming tomorrow instead of last Friday, and since they need to powerwash the house before they can paint it, I need to close the windows before I go to work. The moth was more problematic, since I have a huge wool stash. I spent some time spraying things with cedar oil and alcohol, and making sure everything tempting was either treated or packed away in plastic. I know this sort of thing happens on an island full of beasties, but the upshot of it was that between the anxiety and the late call...I couldn't sleep. I think I drifted off at last around 11:30 or so. Not great when you get up at 5:30 for work...I'm sure a week's vacation and sleeping late hasn't helped me with this early-bedtime business either:/
I'm finding as I get older it's harder for me to just drop off like I used to. I'm told that's normal, and eventually I won't need as much sleep. Meh. I like to sleep. A lot. It pisses me off when I can't. I spent a good hour thrashing and punching pillows and muttering to myself last night...
Maybe tonight I can catch up, since I won't have to drag myself awake so early...
So of course I had a late-night phone call and saw a small moth I had to kill immediately. The phone call was needful--Ben the Neighbor telling me the house painters are coming tomorrow instead of last Friday, and since they need to powerwash the house before they can paint it, I need to close the windows before I go to work. The moth was more problematic, since I have a huge wool stash. I spent some time spraying things with cedar oil and alcohol, and making sure everything tempting was either treated or packed away in plastic. I know this sort of thing happens on an island full of beasties, but the upshot of it was that between the anxiety and the late call...I couldn't sleep. I think I drifted off at last around 11:30 or so. Not great when you get up at 5:30 for work...I'm sure a week's vacation and sleeping late hasn't helped me with this early-bedtime business either:/
I'm finding as I get older it's harder for me to just drop off like I used to. I'm told that's normal, and eventually I won't need as much sleep. Meh. I like to sleep. A lot. It pisses me off when I can't. I spent a good hour thrashing and punching pillows and muttering to myself last night...
Maybe tonight I can catch up, since I won't have to drag myself awake so early...
