Wednesday, December 19, 2007
...and I am still awake. Fully awake.
I made the mistake tonight of asking Hubbs to give me a cuddle. In bed. The mistake is not in the request itself; the mistake lies in combining said request with this particular location. Add to the mix the fatigue my poor hubby has been feeling, and you get two people who end up falling asleep at 7:00 p.m.
He has been sound asleep ever since. Not me. My brain woke me up at 10:30 and it has been on full alert since that time. It is now 1:23 a.m. I am still wide awake.
I wonder why I do this to myself? Why do I take naps that wreak havoc on my routine sleep schedule? You would think that by now, I would have learned to fight the urge to nap, and just hang on until bedtime. Unfortunately, I am a slow learner in this department, and thus I must now endure the consequences of my poor decision-making.
I feel silly. And also not entirely motivated so that I could actually get some work done. Stupid stupid me.
Guess I'll be playing Spider Solitaire until the fatigue sets in again...if it does at all.