Insomnia Sucks

I don't sleep.  It might be slowly turning me into a crazy person.  When I can't sleep which is all the time, I blame it on a book I read when I was in my early 20's, "Insomnia" by Stephen King.  I read this book and it scarred me for life because I couldn't believe that someone couldn't sleep! I mean how HORRIBLE, and of course the old man in the book went all kinds of crazy.  I realize the book has nothing to do with why I don't sleep, it does make me feel better to lay the blame on an object.  My only solace is that I know other people who don't sleep well either, well, that and the fact that I've tried EVERYTHING under the moon to make myself sleep.  Except Ambien.  I am not going down that road.

I don't drink alcohol, doesn't work.  I DO drink alcohol, at least that helps me fall asleep but I just don't stay asleep (YAY for wine!) There is no TV in my bedroom, I have yummy covers and down comforters and pillows, its not that its not comfortable because the sleep I DO get usually between 4:30 and 6 am is delightful!  I exercise constantly, I sometimes take Tylenol PM when desperate, I do watch tv before bed but that suggestion to not is ridiculous.  My mind races constantly and I also lay there with stupid ass song lyrics in my head, whatever rapper I've been listening to that day, hows that for a good time.  My husband snores but has gotten used to me rolling him over which stops him.  He's offered to sleep downstairs in our lovely basement (Jake's old room) but that's just retarded.  Sigh....

So you can imagine how fun it is to be around me in the morning, I don't even want to be around me.

I think I'll try melatonin and yoga - we are turning our garage into a workout space with a TV so we can do yogo tapes.

Maybe blogging will help.

xoxo