Here I sit. Awake at 4 a.m.

I know I’m getting older. I know there are plenty of others in the world that can’t Sleep well. But here I sit awake and reading (and now typing) and everyone else in the house is asleep.

What gives? This seems to be happening more frequently to me.

Am I nervous for the hubs medical procedure later this morning to go well?

Am I just being menopausal to beat the band? For pities sake I thought I was done with that stuff.

Staring at the ceiling (even in the dark) isn’t fun. It conjures up the memory of a time back in the 5th grade when I had made the unfortunate mistake of attending a “sleepover” birthday party of a popular school friend.

I despise sleepovers. Yet it was the THING to do to fit in And to be accepted.

That didn’t go well.

After the other girls at this birthday “sleepover” chose to play with a ouija board and I chose NOT to ~ because that was something my dad told me NEVER to do~ I decided to sit with another girl that I didn’t even know. We sat on a couch in the front room and held hands facing each other and sang out loud the National Anthem. I think we sounded particularly fine. 😊

We sang to block out the sound of the raucous laughter from the others that seemed to be having fun contacting dead people. Or some such.

After all the hubbub died down with the other girls and my new friend and I had sung the last of the Anthem they all decided it was time to sleep. Get out the sleeping bags and get to sleep.

Yeah right. This is the part about staring at the ceiling in the dark that I mentioned above. The part I really didn’t like.

I could have been home in my own bed sleeping but instead chose to attend this crazy party of no sleep.

Fitting in has its price tag. Yet there I lay, wide awake.

So I got up and rolled up the sleeping bag and went into the other room and sat on the couch … much as I am doing right now. But this was long ago and we didn’t have iPads or internet.

So Maybe I need to sing the National Anthem like in the Old days (but in hushed tones so as not to wake the others in the house especially the dogs.) 🎶

On the other hand, how soon is Too soon to make some coffee and get a snack?

It might be quieter than singing and maybe it’ll make me tired enough to sleep

Decaf maybe. Or just a snack. Just don’t wake the dogs.

Is Anyone else awake out there?

How do you get back to sleep when sleep is hard to find?

(Photo my own)