I have this problem where instead of coming home after a long night, or after a party at my house, I don’t just immediately go to bed.
I’ve gotten into the habit of plopping my butt on the couch and watching tv for a while.
Sure, sounds like a good plan, except that I don’t end up watching tv. I end up falling asleep, and that’s exactly what happened today.
I fell asleep around 3am, and woke up at about 5… still on the couch. At 6 I decided to make my way to the bedroom (since the sun was rising) and try to sleep until noon-ish.
At 845, I woke up sweating my butt off. What the heck is going on? This isn’t the first time this has happened.
I’ve noticed just this year the morning after I drink a little too much, I find myself getting super hot in the mornings.
I have no idea what that is… it’s bizarre. It’s like a hot flash but that doesn’t make any sense.
I got up to check and make sure the A/C was still crankin’… which I do every time… someday I’ll just realize it’s me… and made my way back to the couch to try to get some sleep in.
All I wanted to do all day long was sleep. I drew the blinds, turned on the tv and got comfy.
About the time I started to doze off, I got a text. ‘had a great time last night thanks for having the party’
This went on all day long.
The Cheerleader texted me and asked if I was hungover.
My initial response was ‘no’, because I wasn’t… or so I thought.
Sure I had a headache, but it could be because I slept on the couch, and for only a few hours in my own bed.
Then reality sunk in, and I texted back… ‘I have a headache, I suppose it could be the tequila, beer and vodka.’ ha ha
Back to sleep, then I got a phone call from Sunshine, then a call from another one of my guests.
I was super happy everyone had a good time, but for the love of the land, I needed to get some sleep!
I finally came up with the genius plan to turn the phone off. I thought I was home free… nope!
I heard a knock at the door and I thought to myself ‘seriously?’
The only people who ever knock on my door are my neighbors trying to sell me something, or my BFF.
Thankfully I recognized her knock. At that point it was about 330 or 4pm, and the baseball game was coming on at 5 so I just decided to write it off.
I was feeling a little bit better and if I sleep any more right now, I won’t be able to sleep tonight and then I’ll be in bad shape tomorrow when I’m meeting Fargo for drinks.
And I still haven’t listened to the message from Starbucks.