Rock a Bye Me

Sunday, March 8, 2009

I love to sleep. In fact, I don’t even know if love is a strong enough word for the amount of pleasure that I derive from closing my eyes and drifting off. When I was in my 30's, I used to wake in the middle of the night when there was a loud sound on the street or even if an apartment neighbor’s TV was too loud. Now I sleep like a rock and nothing short of cymbals being crashed together over my head can wake me from my slumber.

I’ve never had trouble falling asleep, either. I’m always saddened for the people who have to take sleep aids like Ambien, although I have to admit some of the odd effects that some people have experienced make me almost curious enough to give it a try. I read about one woman who baked cakes in the middle of the night and couldn’t even remember doing so the next morning. What a fabulous side job that would be! And think of the tax write offs.

The only problem I have is trying to fall asleep before I’m tired. This makes it especially challenging when I have 7AM meetings the next day. My normal body clock wants to stay up until 3AM so going to sleep early is abnormal for me anyway. I lie there in a sensory overload, hearing every car on the street and every breath my dog takes as she lies in her bed on the floor next to mine.

My advanced age has also made me develop an appreciation for a wonderful little thing called "a nap". Wow. I can't believe I avoided these for so many years. I remember a woman I used to work with who would go into our conference room on her lunch hour and take a nap. It was the most bizarre thing I had ever heard of. Now, how I long for a conference room nappy in the middle of a stressful day.

I had relatives in from out of town this weekend and they just left a few hours ago. It's exhausting to be charming and the minute they left, I laid on the couch for a second to "rest my eyes", as my father used to say, and I woke up two hours later.

The only downfall to taking a nap so late in the day is that I'll probably be up all night long now because I'm tired but I'm awake. I feel like this little guy:


  1. Oh boy...this is one area that I wish I was more like you.

    I'm a terrible sleeper. I think it really has to do with not enjoying it. I mean, I go through periods of enjoying it, but most of the time it feels like a chore!

    However, we are similar in that we like to stay up til 3AM, because most nights I do. Thank god I have a job, where I don't have to go in until late afternoon, but when I have early business meetings scheduled, it's a BEAR!!

    Hey I LOVED the You Tube! OMG...he's so CUTE!!!

  2. A chore? Sleeping? Bummer. Do me a favor, then, try the Ambien thing and then write about your psychedelic trips!

    I know. Isn't this dog the cutest? He reminds me of my 80 year old father when he falls asleep on the couch, "What?! I'm awake. I wasn't sleeping. ZZZZZZZ"


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