Monday, November 24, 2008

The Curse of the Cold

Something I kinda knew already but now know even more:

I have trouble sleeping when I have a cold.

This is dramatic, mates. I'm the kind of person who starts getting sleepy around 9:30 at the latest, and doesn't like being in bed with the lights off past that time on a school night. I'm usually pretty early to bed, so I'm able to get up at six in the morning.

And yet here I am, on a school night, updating my blog before I go work on my NaNo (yes, Fred, I see that you're ahead; rejoice while you can) at 11:00 at night.

Yesterday was even worse. I went to bed and I tried EVERYTHING I could think of - iPod music, relaxation exercises, making up stories, praying, begging... nothing worked. Staying in bed, lying down, became torture. I eventually wandered upstairs (at a quarter to three), put on a movie, and crashed on the couch, which happens to be more comfortable than my futon. And even then I didn't get to sleep until after four in the morning, after the movie was over and my brother had turned off the computer and the lights and made his bed on a couple of couch cushions on the floor.

I HATE THIS. Even though it did lead to some quality time with my brother last night (this morning?) and upping of my word count tonight. I just want to sleep at normal times, please. And not having a stuffed up and/or runny nose, plus the headache and the sore throat, would be nice too.



Fredjikrang said...

Boo for being sick and far catching up. :(


bobtheenchantedone said...

That's funny, though. When I'm sick, I'm unhappy because I'm sick and you're unhappy because I catch up to you. My being sick makes us both suffer when we aren't seeing or talking to each other. WEIRD.

Sam, The Nanti-SARRMM said...

Maybe you were twins, separated at birth? And that's why you both suffer so?

yellow m&m said...

twins? seperated at birth? this sounds like a job for...

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