Even when I’ve got my eyes closed I have to do something arty. I like pattern and colours. Plus this is a way of hiding my double chin a bit! I’ve left painting till there is some daylight so that I can see the colours of the image of spode better.
Anyway I will see how I feel. But for now goodnight.
It’s late again
It’s hot again,
The pubs busy over the road
People walk by, shouting
Enjoying the heat
Banging car doors
Shut up, shut up, shut up!
I can’t sleep,
The heat holds me in its hand,
Stifling my body,
The noises throb in my ears
I need sleep!
For some reason our cast iron cat doorstop has ended up on the kitchen window ledge instead of on the floor. He peers out from behind the Christmas cactii. My kitchen is full of things that I don’t really need, like plants and ornaments. I need to get rid of some of them… Anyway I took the photo of him a few nights ago while I was downstairs getting a cool drink. The pink candle is one my hubby wants to float on the pond, although I don’t think it will do the goldfish any good..
I like blogging, but lately I’ve been nodding off when I’m doing it. I start typing and then I fall asleep. My finger stays on the keyboard and I end up typing random letters like ‘:hh:j=jm
I can’t help it the tiredness is being caused by a lack of sleep at night and then busy days.
There I go again. Not through trying to sstat awake. Stay Awake…. The heat isn’t helping.
Going tj :ed soon. (going to bed soon) can’t keep my eyes o or eb b do no it want to sedep yet
Can feel my eyes going. Got to sleep. Vvvv::jjńnjkk.
Dear Agony Aunt,
My sleep patterns have stayed the same for twenty years. Staying up late was to do with being awake when my husband got in from work around 1am. I would then have to get up for work in the morning so was always tired. He could sleep in later as he was on a permanent “noon” shift. Now however he goes to bed a lot earlier than me. If I go to bed early I have to read to relax and then I can nod off. He, on the other hand, must be in a different time zone to me. He goes to bed if I have to go out in the evening. The last two nights when I got in he was in bed by 9.30pm.
Great you say. But then he woke up at 2am as I was coming to bed and we ended up chatting till 4am. It was getting light.
So Dear Agony Aunt, what do I do? Eschew grown up bedtimes and go to bed early. This would have the effect of trying to get us back in sync, but I would have to miss late night TV and news. Or should I just go to bed when I want, which would at least prevent me lying in bed trying to get to sleep for hours. I’m hoping this is a phase. My hubby is getting older but he lives on nervous energy, he’s always moving and talking in the day, and it’s like his batteries have drained in the evening. Maybe I should make him strong coffee….
When I got up this morning one of my cats was sleeping on my chair. I stood and watched him for ten minutes till he woke up. He saw me standing there and gave me a look as if to say “no chance” so I went back to bed for an hour! Cats have such a personality for small animals. I find myself constantly talking a sort of baby talk to them! Making up different names and stringing together noises they might like. In fact I begin to think they are alien invaders who have us in their thrall. Until of course I get fed up and pick him up and move him!
Like a napping cat staring bleary eyed into the dawn, I’m awake. I don’t want to be. There is a slight chill in the living room and I’m thinking of snuggling back in bed. To sleep, to not worry about today, who will come to my show? Are enough people interested?
Nerves, that’s what it is. The anxiety in the pit of your stomach. Collywobbles, butterflies, slight palpatations.
Nothing to worry about, I tell myself. Worrying never got anything done, I think. Life’s too short, I mutter under my breath.
So decisions, another decaff coffee or sleep, I know what I will do…..