A Full Days Rest
CELEBRATE THE DAY!!! For I have slept! It truly is a week to be thankful! Finally, after weeks of no sleeping, endless internet hours, pointless infomercials and tireless pacing, I finally slept. And it felt so good.
I was sitting at the 'puter and I looked over at my old bed. It was just sitting there, calling my name. So cozy and comfortable, I couldn't do anything to resist it. Here it was mid-morning and I haven't slept in weeks. I decided perhaps now was the time to give it a go round with the old bed. I mean that bed has always been there for me when I needed it most. Why not try to show it some love now. With my sweats on and my eyes barely open, I jumped right in. I don't even think I told the fiancee where I was or anything. I think I just shut the door to the spare room and got into bed. And I slept. I slept for hours and hours.
At some point in time the fiancee must have discovered me under a pile of blankets and still he just let me be. Good fiancee. Much to my surprise, not only did he let me sleep, but he completely protected me from the outside world. Knowing how rough it has been on me the past few weeks and how much I have needed some rest, unable to get any, he sheltered me from anyone and anything that could disturb me yesterday. It was the sweetest thing EVER! It didn't matter who needed what from me. It didn't matter how long they would have to wait to hear back from me. The fiancee protected me. Now I know this might not sound like such a huge deal, but when you have your immediate family living 2 doors away from you, it is very easy for people to always be at your house or calling your phone or needing something at all times. And because they are family, you always feel compelled to oblige. But not yesterday. Yesterday, the only thing I was obligated to do was sleep.
I had forgotten what good rest felt like. When I awoke, I couldn't believe how much better I felt. Certainly not 100% better, but much better than I had in some time. And now as I sit here typing this, I am staring at that very same bed and it is calling me all over again. Could it be possible that we could have another torrid love affair two days in a row? Is that fair? I don't know, but I may need to find out. Exactly how many hours more are needed for me to catch up on 3 weeks of missed sleep? And would it be appropriate for me to always sleep in a seperate room? Damn I miss this bed.
I was sitting at the 'puter and I looked over at my old bed. It was just sitting there, calling my name. So cozy and comfortable, I couldn't do anything to resist it. Here it was mid-morning and I haven't slept in weeks. I decided perhaps now was the time to give it a go round with the old bed. I mean that bed has always been there for me when I needed it most. Why not try to show it some love now. With my sweats on and my eyes barely open, I jumped right in. I don't even think I told the fiancee where I was or anything. I think I just shut the door to the spare room and got into bed. And I slept. I slept for hours and hours.
At some point in time the fiancee must have discovered me under a pile of blankets and still he just let me be. Good fiancee. Much to my surprise, not only did he let me sleep, but he completely protected me from the outside world. Knowing how rough it has been on me the past few weeks and how much I have needed some rest, unable to get any, he sheltered me from anyone and anything that could disturb me yesterday. It was the sweetest thing EVER! It didn't matter who needed what from me. It didn't matter how long they would have to wait to hear back from me. The fiancee protected me. Now I know this might not sound like such a huge deal, but when you have your immediate family living 2 doors away from you, it is very easy for people to always be at your house or calling your phone or needing something at all times. And because they are family, you always feel compelled to oblige. But not yesterday. Yesterday, the only thing I was obligated to do was sleep.
I had forgotten what good rest felt like. When I awoke, I couldn't believe how much better I felt. Certainly not 100% better, but much better than I had in some time. And now as I sit here typing this, I am staring at that very same bed and it is calling me all over again. Could it be possible that we could have another torrid love affair two days in a row? Is that fair? I don't know, but I may need to find out. Exactly how many hours more are needed for me to catch up on 3 weeks of missed sleep? And would it be appropriate for me to always sleep in a seperate room? Damn I miss this bed.
posted by Nif | 9:23 AM
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