Yawn… But At Least I Fend Off Nightmares

I hate when it’s too soon to be up and too late to bother sleeping and too chilly not to be buried under blankets.

Last night was pretty typical, at least once an atypical evening was over.  I fell asleep reading in the office probably by 12:30.  At between 1:00 and 3:00 Sadie came crying out of their room and dragged me in there.  I think it was 2:00 or so.  I laid down with her, attempting for a change to be on her bed instead of beside it (since she got the twin it’s too small) and rapidly giving up.  Before she was fully asleep, Valerie woke and griped long enough for me to locate and give her her sippy cup.  She collapsed after taking a drink and I covered her with a blanket.  From there I slept on the floor beside Sadie, uncovered as often as not, until an hour or so ago.  I hit the switch on the coffeemaker on my way to the bathroom, then tried to lay down, shivering, properly under a blanket in the office.  No dice.  Instead I am shivering at the computer, if not so much since I put on a sweatshirt.  I’m tired but can’t and shouldn’t sleep further, and feel sort of sick in a coming down with or just getting over something way that might pass but not if I am sleep deprived.

There is good reason to be up and about early:

To be followed up by another one, perhaps bigger, perhaps turning to rain, Saturday/Sunday.  Yay.  Starting by early afternoon today.  Yay.  I have to hit the bank, Wal-Mart, BJ’s, and possibly Hannaford again.  I went to Hannaford last night, after picking some stuff up from my mother, but we have been buying diapers there and I didn’t think to get some for the baby.  They are superior to Wal-Mart’s diapers that they new and improved out from under us, and the same or lower in cost.  New and improving was also an excuse for pricing higher, at the same time they were making them less comfortable and worse fitting.  Plus the Hannaford ones have Clifford on them, and that’s important.  Just ask Sadie.  Turns out whoever makes them for Hannaford makes them for CVS, too, as they are the same “Clifford diapers.”

Now I’m rambling.  Then again, I’ve had no coffee and feel like I am going to keel over.  It’s just wrong to get back to feeling sleepy once it is well and truly daytime.

I guess it’s kind of cool to have magic powers to ward off nightmares or monsters or whatever, but it will be really nice when things are relatively normal.  I’d like to see the girls in their respective beds, on time and for the night, and Henry in the crib, and us both in our own bed, with the exceptions being unusual.  The attempts to get him in the crib so far have resulted in Deb spending much of the night in the recliner.  It works better with him in bed with her so she gets sleep.  It’s not even bad if I am on the office floor, in Sadie’s or Valerie’s bed if they’ve crashed elsewhere, or on the floor near them.  It’s just weird to migrate from place to place through the night.  I woke up on Valerie’s bed the other morning and didn’t know where I was at first.

Okay, time for some coffee to fuel the morning mission.  It wouldn’t even be so bad, the whole going to the store thing, if we weren’t out of meat, effectively out of eggs, low on cheese, out of baby wipes, and needing to pick up the Christmas cards at Wal-Mart.  We could eat for a couple weeks (probably longer) on what’s in the house, but it would get weird.

Posted by on 12/13 at 07:22 AM

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