Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Confessions of an Insomniac
Some people just love slumbering. They adore sleeping in, they enjoy naps.
I have never been that person.
I love to wake up early. I can’t wrap my head around naps; they are such a waste of time. I tried to nap once last week. What happened? I was up most of the night.
I have never received an official diagnosis nor do I wish to be on any sort of pill to help me with sleeping, but I know I am an insomniac.
The majority of my sleep is of good quality. But there are usually one or two nights per week I only get a couple hours of sleep.
Sometimes it is because my mind is overwhelmed by thoughts. Other times I have a long to do list waiting for me and my body decides to get started early. (Like at 2 am.) But most of the time it will occur after I’ve had 5 or 6 consecutive nights of great sleep in a row. My body just can’t take it anymore. It gets restless and as a result I am on the move in the wee hours.
Tonight was a nearly sleepless night for me. I went to bed around ten and woke up around 1. Before you pity my terrible night’s sleep listen to what I accomplished-
-I finished reading my book
-I did some work for an online writing class I am taking this summer
-I cleverly arranged my schedule so that I can have 4 mini-dinner or coffee dates with different friends before July (on crazy month) rolls around
-I cleaned the kitchen…this includes scrubbing, sweeping, and mopping (OH MY!)
-I gave myself a manicure
-I had time for meditation, prayer, and deep thought in the tranquility of a quite house.
Sure, I am now rocking the “lack of sleep headache” along with my “insomniac eyes” but hey, it’s the price I pay.
I guess what I am trying to say with this post is that I have a love/hate relationship with my insomnia.
The really odd thing is when I weigh the pros and cons of my sleeping patterns I come up with more pros. I guess even though I have my dark moments deep down I am a hopeless optimist.
Oh the joys of self analysis via blog post.