I had insomnia last night – self-induced insomnia, really. I was reading a mystery novel and at 1:30 a.m. decided to push forward and finish it. I did (disappointing ending, though) and by that time it was 3:00 a.m. And I found I couldn’t fall asleep!
Sleep finally came as it was getting bright out, and I managed to snatch a few hours before having to wake up with Dylan.
In the past, something like this would have just wiped me out, made the whole day a blur. But this morning, I thought to myself, it doesn’t have to be like that.
I’m going shopping with my daughter this afternoon, some mother-daughter bonding time. I don’t want to stumble through it like a zombie. And I’ve got a whole slew of deadlines to get through this week, too.
So I’ve decided the bout of insomnia doesn’t have to affect me. Sure, I’ll go to bed earlier tonight. But in the meantime, I can still enjoy my day.
Seems to be working …
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