So yesterday, I had a very busy day sewing and working in the kitchen, and I was so exhausted from all the not-sleeping I’ve been doing, and then I had a brilliant idea. Articles on insomnia tell you that if you can’t sleep at night, you should get up and do something else until you feel sleepy. I thought, hey—what if instead of going to bed and lying there wide awake for hours, I stay up and get work done?
So that’s what I did I stayed up until about 2:30 a.m., forcing myself to keep going until I was so tired I was almost crying. And I kept telling myself, it will be worth it when I fall into bed and immediately sink into a deep and refreshing slumber. What actually happened was that I climbed into bed and lay there staring at the ceiling until after 5:00 a.m. So it seems the timing of my bedtime means nothing at all. Regardless of when I go to bed, I must endure hours of wakefulness (and joint pain) before finally falling asleep.
Okay—sorry about the whining. I’m sure I’ll figure something out and someday I’ll get a full night’s sleep again. Today was awesome because it was gloriously sunny and breezy and Lina, Mercy and Daniel all came to visit! We went out to the Hungarian restaurant for supper and were, as always, treated like royalty. It was so good to have some family time.
And speaking of family, today is Siblings Day. Here is the most recent photo I could find of me with my three brothers, taken almost two years ago:
So grateful for each one of them!