Sleeping is over-rated; tossing and turning is far better

How do men do it?
It’s 12:34 a.m. and my husband is snoring up a storm while I lay next to him tossing and turning.
I have been tossing and turning since 12:04 a.m.
Blankets on; blankets off; sleeping on my side; sleeping on my stomach. Pillows galore – under my head and between my legs.
The key to falling asleep, I realize, it to smack him enough times that he has no choice (in his sleepy mind) but to face the other direction so he snores toward the alarm clock, and not my face.
I don’t understand how night after night, he falls asleep so quickly while I lay awake.
I wish there was a way to just shut my brain off from 10 p.m. to 7 a.m. A switch – an internal switch would be ideal.
However, as of lately, even when I finally fall asleep, my dreams are so vivid that I wake up feeling more tired and groggy than I did seven hours ago.
The last night I slept without a care in the world was probably Aug. 17, 2000 – two days before my wedding to said “snorer.”
Now, I lay next to him thinking about everything and nothing.
It’s exhausting to think about everything, but probably even more so, it’s exhausting to think about nothing.
Even when I am tired, I have trouble falling asleep. The other night, my dad was visiting with my mom. He fell asleep in the chair watching TV. We left him in the chair. Do you know what I did? I stayed awake, listening for him to put down the footrest and then I prayed I wouldn’t hear him flopping down the stairs to the “Grandparent Suites.” They have a ranch. He never has to walk down a flight of stairs to go to bed. So that is what I did … I stayed awake listening for the THUD of a grandpa.
So, it’s now 10:41 p.m. Tuesday. I am sitting in our bed, pecking away at the laptop while he quietly snores next to me, holding the remote control in his hand.
And who says romance is dead?
Eh, guess it’s time to find my four pillows and settle in for a couple of hours of “worrying” and “wondering.”
Sleeping is over-rated.

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