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Why am I awake? Ugh. Not sure what it was that woke me, but 5:22 am is not a time of day I planned to be waking up. Especially after a long day, with another one to follow!
Since it is traditional to blog when in this situation, here I am.
It seems there is a long list of small things contributing to this untimely condition. The biggest is probably my arm hurting. And yes, I was sleeping on it. It is strangely more comfortable to sleep on my right side, even though my right arm is the one that suffers from carpul tunnel. Sometimes this means sleeping on my arm. Sometimes my arm gets crampy. Sigh....
When I woke up enough to roll onto my back, my coy kitty, who likes to sleep on the bed with me at night, but hates to be approached, decided that it was a good time to perch ON me. She sauntered over to my center and settled in. This meant she found the spot right where I bend and curled up. Yes, that spot. Yes, I was on my back. So, here I am, slowly becoming wide awake, with a cat on my crotch. Now, don't get me wrong, I adore when she decides to snuggle with me; she is so coy otherwise, and yet this is one of the ways we bonded back when she was a kitten. She has a way of making one feel privileged for receiving any of her attentions. Even if for just a moment. But again, this is just a small contributing factor.
Once awake enough for my brain to engage, I am usually doomed. I loves me some good sleep, I do. I can sleep like the best of them. Not to rub it in, but the other day I slept until noon. Mmmm...sleeping in. I have, over the course of my life, had various sleep problems. Usually they have manifested as difficulty falling asleep. This has not been the case too often recently. It is more rare, however, for me to suffer from the awakes-too-early version of sleeplessness.
Well, I have any number of things I am mentally processing, including worries about tasks I need to take care of, so now my brain is on and whirring away.
And now I have had the requisite cup of tea, while surfing the internet.
Brain still on.
Still not king.
Meh!
Since it is traditional to blog when in this situation, here I am.
It seems there is a long list of small things contributing to this untimely condition. The biggest is probably my arm hurting. And yes, I was sleeping on it. It is strangely more comfortable to sleep on my right side, even though my right arm is the one that suffers from carpul tunnel. Sometimes this means sleeping on my arm. Sometimes my arm gets crampy. Sigh....
When I woke up enough to roll onto my back, my coy kitty, who likes to sleep on the bed with me at night, but hates to be approached, decided that it was a good time to perch ON me. She sauntered over to my center and settled in. This meant she found the spot right where I bend and curled up. Yes, that spot. Yes, I was on my back. So, here I am, slowly becoming wide awake, with a cat on my crotch. Now, don't get me wrong, I adore when she decides to snuggle with me; she is so coy otherwise, and yet this is one of the ways we bonded back when she was a kitten. She has a way of making one feel privileged for receiving any of her attentions. Even if for just a moment. But again, this is just a small contributing factor.
Once awake enough for my brain to engage, I am usually doomed. I loves me some good sleep, I do. I can sleep like the best of them. Not to rub it in, but the other day I slept until noon. Mmmm...sleeping in. I have, over the course of my life, had various sleep problems. Usually they have manifested as difficulty falling asleep. This has not been the case too often recently. It is more rare, however, for me to suffer from the awakes-too-early version of sleeplessness.
Well, I have any number of things I am mentally processing, including worries about tasks I need to take care of, so now my brain is on and whirring away.
And now I have had the requisite cup of tea, while surfing the internet.
Brain still on.
Still not king.
Meh!
