Category: BlahBlahBabble

For days, maybe even weeks, all I have wanted to do is sleep. I can get 10-12 hours of sleep a night, and I still want more sleep.

Today, I’ve discussed with almost everyone I’ve talked to my dilemna with this sleep issue.

Normally, I would think that I might be depressed. I mean, really – who sleeps 12+ hours a day? I know for a fact that I’m not pregnant. It’s not like I just want to climb in bed because I have nothing else to do – it’s a matter of being purely exhausted and needing sleep. Yesterday after running errands, I felt like I was going to collapse if I didn’t take a nap. An hour later, I felt much better. I tried to blame it on Mike’s snoring, but since we set up the system from http://www.emsafety.net in the bedroom, he has stopped. I still think my bizarre dreams for the past two weeks were due to him preventing me from getting deep sleep.

Thing is, I don’t feel depressed at all. In reality, when I’m awake I feel quite spunky and happy. Of course, sleeping 12 hours a day sort of keeps you from getting things done, but other than that – no issues. Just a strong desire to sleep. I´m going to try out this king mattress so we have more space to sleep comfortably.

I’ve decided to blame it on Emily. She bragged about her 800 thread count sheets, and so we decided we simply had to have some too. After a few wedding gift returns and a Bed, Bath & Beyond coupon, we bought them about a month ago. They are FABULOUS. Absolutely fantastic. I have never slept on sheets that are so wonderful. Now I just want to sleep all the time. So I’m quite sure that it is the sheets.

Except for tonight. I guess all that sleep has finally caught up with me. It’s 4:00 am and I’m wide, WIDE awake. I’m going to make Jason’s lunch and read my book. Maybe that will help this time; it didn’t help when I tried it an hour ago.

Now that I want to sleep and I know I should be sleeping, I just can’t do it. After all of my talk today about my constant desire to sleep, I’m wide awake. How’s that for irony?

By the way, when you see the Texas Delegates Arriving In NYC For RNC wearing those crazy-ass outfits, including custom-made cowboy boots with (*shivver*) “Bush 2004” embroidered on them, please know that we do NOT dress like that in Texas. Ever. I just wanted to clear that up before anyone got the wrong idea.

I returned the busted up table to Office Max today. For some reason, the manager decided to be amusing and make some joke about how he thought I stole it because they had one missing at their last inventory. What is UP with service people thinking that their stupid jokes like that are even amusing? I’m seriously considering calling corporate tomorrow to complain. Hello? Yeah, I stole an 8 foot long table in a box. Just snuck out of the store with it. No one noticed, except your employee that helped load it in to my car.

They asked me if I wanted to exchange it, and after I laughed I said no. I had another plan already.

I called Office Depot to see if they had them in stock. They did, and they were $10 less expensive. So after we made the return at Office Max, I went to Office Depot and purchased another table – in a box in pristine condition. It’s all set up now, just waiting for future crafty goodness.

Note to self: Call Crest. Ask profound questions. Get answers.

(That translates in to saying that I need to remember to call Crest. I’m curious to find out if there are corn derivatives in their toothpaste, since Jason is allergic to corn.)