Asleep at the ...

Wheel? No, that's a country band. Or, a Dateline investigation special. Hmmm, then what fits me? Asleep at the... Asleep at the... Hmmm - Asleep at the...nothing. That's it, nothing! Because I was awake. Damn Insomnia.

For the last few weeks, I've had such a hard time sleeping and last night proved to be no different. Apparently, I've taken on the characteristics of a pregnant woman, because I keep getting up in the middle of the night to pee. WHAT? I've never done that, where is this coming from? (*NOT PREGNANT!*) I literally walk to the bathroom with my eyes closed, not bothering to turn on the light, sit and pee, all the while feeling my head plummeting fast towards my knees. With high hopes of staying sleepy, and for fear of waking myself up completely, I refrain from even flushing the toilet at that hour. Oh quit snickering, I'm saving the world with water conservation. Plus, gas is too dang expensive to be flushing all the time anyway. (Ok, probably no direct correlation, or heck, no correlation at all, but rising gas prices is my excuse for everything lately.)You'd think being that tired, I'd be able to fall right back asleep, right? Wrong.

I get back in bed, rolling around a few times to find my snuggly spot and wait to drift back off into the land of the great. Waiting...waiting...waiting...hoping...hoping...hoping...wishing... wishing...wishing ...praying...praying...praying...cickets. Hmm, what should I think about right now? Immediately 500 things pop into my head, but luckily I only made it to the first on the list before falling asleep...I think.

A few hours of restful slumber, and BAM! 3am. Guess who's awake and full of thought?

I need to take my nail polish off. One more day of chipped polish and I'll scream. I wonder what people think when they see this disgusting display of color. Dammit, I'm out of remover. There is some in Robyn's bathroom. Did Robyn come home last night? If she did, I wonder if Trey is here? Trey picked her up last night, so they're probably here, since she didn't have a car. I didn't hear the garage open, so her car must still be here. If she's not here, what time will he drop her off before he works in the morning? No, that takes too much effort, they must have stayed here last night. I wonder if Trey will leave before me in the morning, so I can go get it out of her room when I'm getting ready. Oh no, I hope I don't forget to take it off before leaving. Geez, I'd kick myself for not doing it when I had time last night if that happened. Maybe I should just check on that now while I'm thinking about it.

Don't say you didn't see this coming! Of course I crawled out of bed, opened my door and SUCCESS. Robyn's bedroom door is open, that mean's she's not home. And just like that, I was back to my boring, natural nail color. But it was totally worth it. Now that I had accomplished that task, at 3am, it was time to go back to sleep.

2.5 hours later, I'm once again awake with a new concern.

What the hell am I going to wear tomorrow? Can my weave go one more day without being restyled? Hmm, I got a new white shirt yesterday, I could wear that. With what pants? It will look great with those slacks. Damn, I wore them yesterday. Hmmm, what other pants could I wear? Yeah, those, but that is such a plain outfit. I could spice it up with the scarf - as a belt, as an actual scarf, or I could solve my hair issues and use it as a headband. I could wear those new gold and green earrings I got. Oh, but they don't match that pretty green cross necklace I love so much. I could ditch the earrings and save them for that new green shirt I got, and just wear the necklace. Hmmm, do I wear that necklace too much? Ehhh, F it - I think I'll go with the necklace, headband scarf, and plain stud earrings. That's it!

Get out of bed, piece it all together, make sure it's a match, and back to bed I go. Look at the clock, 5:50 am. Rolling, snuggling, waiting, hoping, wishing, praying, crickets ... SLEEP. At last!

*Oh when the Saints...Go marching in...Oh when the saints go marching in.*

SILENCE.

*Oh when the Saints...Go marching in...Oh when the saints go marching in.*

Is my alarm seriously going off already? I feel like I just fell asleep.