Take a nap, he always says. And gets annoyed at me for being tired when I don't.
So, I've been giving his way a chance.
For a couple of days it went well; fuelled, no doubt, by a nagging fear that if I'm too wasted going into surgery I just might not wake up when they're done.
But yesterday the whole napping thing started to fall apart.
I laid my body down, but I couldn't turn my brain off, and got up having rested my eyes but not having slept.
This afternoon it was the garage phone continually ringing on the other side of bedroom wall. Randall has since said it was someone trying to send a fax... All I know is that it was frustrating and I got up after the third failed attempt at sleep.
Ah, well. That's life.
What can you do?
Keep plugging away and try to not be too grumpy about it, I guess.
You guys sound pretty depressed. I don't know if it's living in the field doing some of it, or what. But, if it's any comsolation. a lot of us are feeling the same way. Pf course WINTER doesn't help, does it. LOLReplyDelete
it's the worst when you're all ready for a nap and you can't...for one reason or another...certainly makes me grumpier than if I hadn't tried at all!ReplyDelete
Do hang in there...and keep trying the nap thing...cuz when it works, it's oh so good!