Last night I just couldn't get to sleep. I tossed and turned til about 3:30am and finally dragged my sorry ass out to the couch. I laid there for another hour or so watching the red numbers changing on the ceiling. (We have a projection clock in the livingroom that projects the time anywhere you want. We have it set to project on the ceiling. ) Last time I remember seeing a time it was 4:30am. I had to get up by 7am.
So, today the happiest moment was managing to squeak in a half hour "nap" between going to the doctor with Hubby and having to go back to work.
UPDATE! And going to bed at 8:30 and sleeping til 5:30 the next morning. :)
Must have been the day...I got literally NO sleep Sunday night into Monday which made for a VERY crabby Princess yesterday. Last night (withthe aid of a xanax), I went to bed at 9 and slept STRAIGHT through till 5:45 am. Today? Feeling more like my old self! Have a good one!
Last night I got up at 4:30 to wake my sleeping husband from the couch and bring him to bed. (he had promised to be up after whatever movie he was watching). The problem then is that I CAN'T GET BACK TO SLEEP!