I Feel Like The Princess And The Pea

I didn't sleep last night, not sure why... it is getting ridiculous as when I am at work all day, I am sure if I laid my head on my desk I would pass out and start drooling in my sleep.  I have even entertained the thought of crawling under my desk and drifting off.  Of course I don't do these things and I am sure my bosses wouldn't think very much about me.  A girl can dream though... However, I get home, I unwind, do a little cooking, cleaning, blogging and then finally I head off to bed and then boom... my eyes are wide awake.  I yawn, I change positions over and over, I have blankets on, I take them off, I fluff my pillows, I take pillows away. 

I love my bed, it is one of those memory foam mattresses which is absolutely perfect for me since I am built like a large hour glass, it is wonderful for my hips, they never have to be uncomfortable on a spring.  Believe me, I don't care how comfortable your pillow top mattresses are, the minute I curl up on my side, I feel the springs.  I feel like the girl from The Princess And The Pea.  These days, however; I am beginning to think no matter how comfortable my bed is, it seems I am unable to sleep.

I have gone as far as taking a nice warm relaxing bath, changing my sheets, having my room cleaned, turning off all sounds, TV, computer, music... you name it.  It is dark and quiet but do I sleep... NO...  I never sleep more than two or two and a half hours at a time. Which believe is not conducive to concentration... everything is funny to me, I laugh uncontrollably.   Which is not a bad thing, I think laughter is great, more people need to laugh a little more than being so darned serious.  Mine is a little overboard, especially when I haven't slept for long periods of time.

Saying all this... I am off to bed again; I am off to dreamland... hoping that the dream lasts for four or five hours.  That would be beyond amazing, I miss those days when I could lay my head down and instantly fall to sleep for six or seven hours.  I used to hear of people who had insomnia and I considered myself blessed that I didn't have to deal with the lack of sleep.  Those days are gone, apparently my body thinks I have slept enough from when I was a young adult. 

The only other idea that comes to mind is that hopefully once I start working out daily, I will exhaust myself so much I will pass out and dream for four or five hours.  I am not giving up on the idea that sleep will once again be my friend.  Maybe I should take my mattress apart and see if there is a pea underneath... that would mean I was a princess, then again, all women are princesses, why not me?

I cherish my past, I accept my present and I dream for my future ♥