Bed rest? never…

My little scheme of going to bed really early and sleeping like a log backfired. I lay down at 9:30 and immediately knew that it wasn’t going to happen. So I lay there for a while, about 2 hours in fact, until I finally rolled out of bed and went into my office and worked on a new model for a spell. Then I surfed around websites that are sure to cascade me with nasty spam (Thank you, Norton!) until I thought, “well, it’s 12:30, now I can sleep…”

Nope

I finally fell asleep at 6am after having a cup of decaf with mom at around 5:30 and crawling back to my room. It felt horrible, like those bad mornings after doing too much white powders and hearing the birds chirping and you’re still wide awake and somewhat delirious. It really felt kind of druggy. Then I decided to look at the label on the CVS brand Tussin, non-alcoholic cough syrup.

“May cause sleeplessness” Now they tell me!

Now my cold is gone so I can pitch the cough syrup. I’ll have to postpone some of my plans today (gym, homework) because I still don’t feel 100%, but I know I’ll sleep tonight, dammit!

I managed to get some chores done, though. I cleaned off the porch in time for winter, cleaned out the birdfeeders, and washed and dried a big load of laundry. Now I’m yawning and feeling like a nap may be order…

Johnnyboy

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Johnnyboy is a queer recovering alcoholic. For the moment he is also the primary caregiver for his mother, who suffers from age-related cognitive impairment. She is happy as a lark and is surrounded by a crew of sober women which gives him the freedom he needs to get out of town. When he is not at home in Somewheresville, he is searching out the proper path to travel for happiness and joy. He is a photographer who believes in the digital age, but feels that film is still where its at. He has a darkroom and works in it. He is single and is in remarkably great physical condition for all the damage he has submitted his body to. His cardiologist is very happy. Johnnyboy is over the age of 35.