Friday, April 17, 2015
I have been deprived!
One of life's simple pleasures is sleeping in my own bed. It is even more meaningful today because last night, after an entire month of sacking out elsewhere, I finally had a great night's sleep. Ah, to sink into that memory foam mattress which cradles me and eases all the pressure points and relieves my stress. To depress my down filled pillow with my heavy head... and soundly snooze. It was a delight!
My hubby had a cold last month, so I slept on the couch for a week. I like to fall asleep watching TV, but I don't like to be awakened by shouting and shooting, lamp lights blaring and the cat staring. Wide-eyed, dazed and confused I often woke in the wee hours wondering where I was.
Then we went on 10 day vacation, and we slept in hotel beds that were less than comfy. A week on a cruise ship trying to catch some Zzzzs while way too many kids roamed, made for less than satisfying night's sleep on a hard mattress and lumpy pillow.
Returned from vacation to discover my honey had developed pneumonia, and I had caught his cold. So we hacked in separate rooms for another week.
Last night, the barking, snorting and hacking completely subsided, and I slept so well, except for the dream in which I was running naked up the alley trying to get inside my house and find my clothes. We don't even have an alley! But I was SKINNY in my dream :)
Back when my children were babies, I never got a full night's uninterrupted sleep. Not until they left home. It wasn't their fault. It was my own. I drank a full glass of water each night before I went to bed to insure that I would wake during the night so I could check to see that they were breathing, tucked in, and sleeping comfortably. Only then, could I sleep more soundly.
How did I sleep for so many years on the verge of deep sleep, but never there, always listening for the slightest whimper or cry.
Last night I finally got some recuperative sleep. I'm ready to take on a new day...and put on some clothes!