Argh! Work junk

Happy thoughts to you MM. I hope your day gets better.

I don’t need a treadmill; my life is a hamster wheel!

My bad day started as soon as I got home from work at 6:30 yesterday evening. I sat down on the recliner and immediately zonked. Next thing I knew, it was 9 p.m., and hubby was waking me up to put the kids to bed. By the time that was done, I was wide awake, but tried gamely to go back to sleep. The computer is in our bedroom/sitting room, as is our t.v., both of which hubby was using at the time, as well as the light, which is over our bed. After 20 minutes of tossing and turning, I asked if I could turn off the light and he could turn down the t.v., both of which he assented to.

A short time later, with me still wide awake, hubby turned off the computer and t.v. and got into bed. In no time he was snoring at an ear-splitting volume, and I had yet another reason not to fall asleep. I looked at the clock and it read 12:26. Great, only 5 hours until I have to get up, and I’m still wide awake! Not only that, but I have an activity planned for today that the kids have been excited about since the first day of school, and I need to be at the top of my game. I already know THAT ain’t gonna happen.

Sometime in the night I drifted off, because the next thing I knew the alarm had gone off. I stumbled out of bed and into the bathroom where I looked at my watch because I was too groggy to look at the bedroom clock. 4:55?!?!? The alarm isn’t supposed to go off until 5:30!!! As I’m pitching a hissy fit, hubby realizes that after the power company got done moving the pole in the backyard yesterday (they were replacing old wooden poles before a storm forced them to do it) and restored the power they’d had to cut off in the process, hubby had reset all the clocks in the house EXCEPT THE ONE IN THE BEDROOM!!! (Must….control….fist….of….death!)

I then crawl into bed at the same time that hubby gets the notion that his legs itch and begins thrashing said itchy legs around trying to scratch one leg with the toes of the other. As I was just reaching the point of certainty that no jury would convict me, the alarm went off for real this time.

As I’m emerging from this perfect storm of insomnia, hubby notices that I’m not very conversational this morning. I say nothing, but think (in my best Bill Cosby voice) “This is because if I open my mouth, words will come out. You will not like the words that come out of my mouth and will let me know that you do not like the words that are coming out of my mouth. I will not like the fact that you do not like the words that are coming out of my mouth and will tell you that in no uncertain terms. After that, things will get ugly, and things are already ugly enough that I do not need to add to tha;. Therefore, I will say nothing.”

And that, Your Honor, is the reason I am before you today….

I’m hoping, when I awaken, that I will find it funny too.

Oh Ginny, I’m sorry to laugh too, but so much of that rings true for me…my husband snores like a jack hammer sometimes; I love your *must…control…fist…of…death* line, brilliant! Usually I can just ask him to move onto his side, and he (in his sleep) cooperates, but there was one time, when having already asked him twice, he replied (still in his sleep) *I’m already on my side and I’m not snoring* – uttered whilst lying on his back and achieving a truly impressive number of decibels!!!

And if he’s being quiet, there’s always the four monsters…

I must be tired; I can’t type worth (&^% today. Just about every post I’ve made has a typo. It’s like cat hair; you can’t escape it!

I am laughing so hard over here. LOL YOu tell a great story Ginny…

I feel for you. My ex, being an alcoholic, never fell asleep but passed out; and generally spread eagle. One night several failed attempts to get him to move/roll over (the more he drank the louder he’d snore) I grabbed the rails of the bed and with both feet gave a good hard shove. Bearly moved him, I’m afraid. Finally got him over on his side so I could sleep. I learned to go to bed well before he did !