To say I have a sleeping problem would downplay the issue. The truth is, without being so tired I literally cannot keep my eyes open, or without the aid of my friend Tylenol pm, I do not sleep. Now, I'm not saying I cannot eventually drift into a state of slumber, say while watching a movie, or working, or ya know 3pm (anyday), what I am saying is that at night, when my body is telling me to sleep, my mind is going like 90 bazillion miles an hour, and sleep is a myth.
So, I've taken to the Tylenol pm, a book and hot tea to induce the zzz's. Yeah I know probably not healthy and I should seek other remedies that are umm less risky. Sorry kids, doesn't work, I've tried. But in my line of work I need the zzzz's to ya know make it to and from the office each day.
Side note, the sleeping aid, yeah totally makes me talk, mumble, rumble and say some random things in my sleep. Apparently I'm rather amusing whilst I slumber from said Tylenol. I've thought long and hard about taping myself in the middle of the night to capture the wondrous grunts I produce, but that requires way more forethought than I possess, so you will just have to take my word (and those who have heard it).
So, this lack of good sleep takes it toll on my poor ragged body. I find myself engaged in championship nap sessions during the weekends. I want nothing more than to curl up with my pup, blanket and a horrible Lifetime Movie and sleep. Yeah, its what us cool old people do now, sleep away our weekends.
Gone are the late nights, bar hopping, heck I want to eat dinner at 6:30 because Ive been up since 7am! Take me to the Fur's 5pm early bird special and call it a night. 9pm movie, laughable, chances are I'll fall asleep within the first 30 minutes and then get home only to toss and turn all night. Oh, the joys of a stressful job and a mind that just cannot turn off. Help, I'm an insomniac!
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