To sleep or not to sleep

It doesn't happen very often, but there are nights when I cannot sleep. Or I will fall asleep for three or four hours and won't be able to get back to sleep. It is a matter of comfort. Tossing and turning in bed just gets irritating, and I will usually hunker down on the couch until it is time to go to work. I can get a few more hours of sleep on the couch (it is more like a two in the morning nap).

And then there are the nights like today. I woke up and tried to fall back asleep (failed), went out to the couch to try to get a few hours of sleep (failed), and just dealt with it. Such is life as long as this does not become a regular thing. If I can't get to sleep in about twenty minutes after getting comfortable on the couch, it is over. I won't try to get back to sleep. I can handle not having a full six to eight hours of sleep. There is always afternoon naps.

I am making the best of my extra few hours of being awake, mainly typing this and drink some coffee. After curtailing the amount of coffee I drink during the week, Thursday mornings are more of a treat than anything. It is the earliest I have to be up and to work during the week and is really the only time I make coffee anymore. On occasion, I will make some on my off weekends, but I am more intent on catching up on sleep from the previous week that by the time I get up, it is late morning or early afternoon. That time doesn't really warrant coffee.

I wouldn't come out and say I was dependent on coffee to get me through the day a few months ago, but I could tell when I didn't have any. I would be dragging ass near the end of the work day and would come home and nap for an hour or two.





Okay, maybe I was a little dependent. But at least I didn't get the shakes or cold sweats.