I can't sleep
I simply can't get to sleep.
First, it was the restless legs and flipping over, switching pillows, et c., but then I progressed to reading a magazine in the kitchen and staring at my face in the bathroom mirror. Then I laid on my back for about twenty minutes and stared at the ceiling.
At this point, either there was a crashing noise in my living room, or I started having auditory hallucinations. I dug the Maglite out of my moving bag and went to go check out the noise (at most 20 feet away). I found nothing. The dog didn't wake up, so I may have imagined it. Baby didn't wake up, of course, but that's because she sleeps like a sandbag. I turned on my bedside lamp when I first "heard" the "noise," but Baby didn't even twitch. I dropped the flashlight on our wooden floors and got no reaction from her whatsoever.
At that point, I should have known that there was no chance of me sleeping anytime soon. I laid in bed and listened to my heart pounding in my ears from the waning adrenaline. And here I am now, blogging.
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We took the pictures off the walls tonight, and most of the shelves were already down. My house is starting to look pretty bare. We painted after we put up shelves, so there's a white pi shape on our red living room wall where a shelf sat above the computer.
Also, my armpit itches horribly. The stick says to discontinue use in case of irritation, but seriously, how practical is that? I'm supposed to go without indefinitely?
Well, I guess I'll go give sleeping another shot. I feel sorry for all the real insomniacs out there. This sucks.
my favorite part was when you told us about your armpit. thanks, chase!
i liked the "waning adrenaline" part. we didn't know that he was jolted out of bed by the noise until he was back in bed trying to go to sleep. it showed the noise/flashlight incident from a different perspective by using only two words.
i could have done without the quotation marks around heard and noise. they interrupted the flow while adding nothing. after all, we already knew that the noise was probably imagined.
ah, see, i disagree with anonymous commenter. i think the quotation marks are an excellent touch. they turn me into a listener, not just a reader. i can actually hear you telling me this story, adding, in a self-mocking tone, emphasis to "heard" and "noise," as well as utilizing hand quotes.
but, on second reading, my new favorite part was when you likened your wife to a sandbag.
man, thats the truth. what are you supposed to do? smell up a storm? use another stick? no, because then its just going to break out from switching to another stick. those companies just don't care about the average, stinky consumer.
dude, you sound like me. i have trouble sleeping too. try shuteye.com. hahahaaaaa. it will give you a laugh anyway. happy moving.