To sleep, perchance to dream November 6, 2006
I slept badly last night and consequently I am in a vaguely irritated state today. Little things are bugging me. My skin itches. The neck of my tshirt is too tight. My tinnitus is annoying. My hair bothers me where it touches my neck.
I have no idea why I had trouble sleeping. I woke to go to the toilet, which is a regular occurrence these days and not usually enough to ruin the night’s sleep, but then I just couldn’t settle again. If I lay on my right side the baby did her tap dancing practice and if I lay on my left something else bothered me, but I can’t remember what now. When I lay on my back I felt like I couldn’t breathe.
Small, unimportant things kept my brain humming. Was it raining outside, or was that just the wind? Was there washing on the line that needed to come in? How would I fix the problem with the band on the jacket I’m knitting for the baby? What should I knit for her next? Should I knit something for Finn so that he doesn’t feel left out? Should I knit something for Mark? Why the hell couldn’t I just go to sleep?
As a result today is the kind of day where small things will cause teeth grinding frustration, medium sized things will lead to tears and big things are just too frightening to contemplate. I will keep my targets small and simple and hope the day passes without incident. Towels and sheets will get washed. The kitchen benches might get wiped. I won’t look at the baby jacket until tomorrow. If I do knit, I might start on a nice, simple dishcloth that matters not at all.
This is why they invented the “nana nap”. I take full advantage of these on the weekends and refuse to feel shame.