Well, the way I figure it, I can either rejoice in this day (whether I'm actually tired or not) or be a stinker about it. Think I'll take the former choice. The thing is, I got to bed at a reasonable time, took a melatonin to get me there quicker, and then sleep just wouldn't come. Must've been sometime after 1am before I nodded off. Husband has this cold that we've unwillingly shared, and his coughing made me sad, but still----just couldn't settle. THEN, woke up at 6am just like magic.
This is my habit of late.
Anyone wonder why women of a *certain age* act a bit edgy at times? We're just plain worn out. Not that we don't want to be rays of sunshine, but heck, it's hard to be chipper when all you want is bed. And not just the bed, but oblivion.
But still. As I said, it's a choice (considering that sleep won't be my friend again until nap-time) between allowing myself to be grumpy or not. So, keeping that in mind, will attempt at looking on the bright side, and if it gets too much, will just kick the dog (never Pugs, but the Shepherd might want to leave the room for a bit).
This is my habit of late.
Anyone wonder why women of a *certain age* act a bit edgy at times? We're just plain worn out. Not that we don't want to be rays of sunshine, but heck, it's hard to be chipper when all you want is bed. And not just the bed, but oblivion.
But still. As I said, it's a choice (considering that sleep won't be my friend again until nap-time) between allowing myself to be grumpy or not. So, keeping that in mind, will attempt at looking on the bright side, and if it gets too much, will just kick the dog (never Pugs, but the Shepherd might want to leave the room for a bit).
