To Sleep or…….


Lately I’ve had a bit of a love hate relationship with sleep.

If I knew that each night I could snuggle in under my duvet and fall into a deep restful sleep I would love it.  But I can’t.  So I hate it.

Sleep is such an amazing thing.  It’s healing and rejuvenating and just plain enjoyable.  Beautiful really.  And, in theory, it’s dead easy.

Lie down.  Close eyes.  Sleep.  Done.  Not always.

So why is that each night I lay down, tired out from a busy day, close my eyes and….nothing?  I toss and turn searching for the ultimate position that will send me of to lala land.  Wrapping the covers around me tightly like a baby works sometimes.  When it doesn’t, I try lying on my back.  Then my left side.  Then my right side.  Then in a desperate attempt I flop onto my stomach.  Ughh.

not sleeping

It seem like once I am in bed the world’s problems descend with a thud onto my pillow.  Along with my nine pound cat.  (but that’s a story for a different day)  All the things that have been pushed back into the corners of my mind during the day, creep out of the darkness and start circling.  Taking turns bombarding me with issues that can’t be solved.  And just when one is done pecking my brain, another swoops in to takes a turn at keeping me awake.

Then there’s the whole sweating thing.  It goes like this.

Wake up drenched in sweat.

Throw covers off.

Wait approximately thirty seconds.

Start shivering.

Pull covers back over head and attempt to get back to sleep.

Every freakin night.

I know I’m not the only one but really?  We can’t find a way to stop this?

So if sleeping sucks so much for me right now, why do it?  Maybe I should just make the best of a bad situation.  Most adults sleep 8 – 9 hours a night.  Think of all the things things that I could do with that time instead of tossing and turning and thinking and sweating.

  • Eight loads of laundry.  Washed, dried and folded.
  • Run a long way.  Depending on how strong I’m feeling and if I’m running on the street or the trail I’d guess somewhere between 30 to 40 km.
  • Read a book.  A whole book.  Without interruptions.
  • Bake.  Cookies, squares, a cake, healthy granola bars.  Whatever Pinterest can throw at me.  And I would nail it.
  • Sort all of my digital pictures and finally, once and for all, make books out of them.
  • Spend time with my mom.  Although she would probably be sleeping so that might not work out so well.
  • Clean out the garage.  No, like totally clean it out.  Everything.
  • Watch House of Cards and re-wind it every time I don’t understand what they said or what the political implications are.
  • Write a blog and post it in the middle of the night.

What would you do with an extra few hours a day?

The Best Thing in Life is to sleep.  But if you can’t, there are endless possibilities.

5 thoughts on “To Sleep or…….

  1. camparigirl May 10, 2016 / 1:04 pm

    Can I welcome you to menopause? My aunt, who never sleeps more than 4 hours a night, uses the time to catch up on the laundry.

  2. candidkay May 13, 2016 / 7:16 pm

    I have a friend who is a prolific devourer of books because she can’t sleep well. Despite that upside, I’m with you. I’d rather be sleeping! Thank goodness, I usually am. Have you tried the new Sleep drink? I know a woman who swears by it.

  3. lisakunk January 14, 2018 / 7:12 am

    Oh girl, I thought you were a young’un and it appears you’ve crossed over into the age of wisdom and freedom to not give a care about certain things anymore. I’m a master hot flasher and have written so many pieces in the middle of the night on the subject, I really should collect them into a book. If you haven’t discovered websites that carry personal fans of all types, like necklaces, tiny desk ones that charge attached to your computer, or using a cookie sheet as a fan, I can supply you with all kinds of cooling devices and helpful hints to survive your own personal summer, as they say. I’ve been up blog reading for hours now as my family snores away. It’s just life at the moment. I imagine it will end sometime. It’s only been five years now. I hope all that sweating is good for removing impurities from my drying up body. Moisture must be a good thing. And I hope I’m burning calories as I chill afterwards. It’s all good. Fan on. I’m enjoying your posts and will look forward to more. When I saw you are writing on aging, I jumped right on that category.

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