I can't sleep.
For once in my life, I have insomnia. I am usually a GREAT sleeper. John says it is one of my talents. I can fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow, and I've been known to sleep through earthquakes.
Not tonight. Tonight, I am wide awake. I think I know why...I've been off caffeine for about a week and a half. I was drinking a cup or two (or three ) of coffee in the morning, then multiple Diet Cokes throughout the day. However, post-op, I kind of went cold turkey. Coffee hurt to drink and tasted funny, and I was down to less than one Diet Coke a day. Tonight, I had a coffee craving, so I cranked up the Senseo and made myself some yummy mocha-hazelnut-vanilla stuff. I only drank about half, and that was five hours ago. I overestimated my tolerance, I think! The caffeine compounded with the totally out-of-whack sleep pattern I've fallen into since my surgery has got me really wound up.
I am so wired that I actually got out of bed at 12:30 to put some laundry in!!! John woke up and saw the light on in there and got worried...and rightly so. I don't spend much time in the laundry room, as evidenced by the mounds of dirty clothes in the floor. I was sick of staring at the clock and I figured I'd better do something productive.
Now, I think I'll curl up on the couch and see what's on television at this ungodly hour. I'm going to regret this tomorrow...
Not tonight. Tonight, I am wide awake. I think I know why...I've been off caffeine for about a week and a half. I was drinking a cup or two (or three ) of coffee in the morning, then multiple Diet Cokes throughout the day. However, post-op, I kind of went cold turkey. Coffee hurt to drink and tasted funny, and I was down to less than one Diet Coke a day. Tonight, I had a coffee craving, so I cranked up the Senseo and made myself some yummy mocha-hazelnut-vanilla stuff. I only drank about half, and that was five hours ago. I overestimated my tolerance, I think! The caffeine compounded with the totally out-of-whack sleep pattern I've fallen into since my surgery has got me really wound up.
I am so wired that I actually got out of bed at 12:30 to put some laundry in!!! John woke up and saw the light on in there and got worried...and rightly so. I don't spend much time in the laundry room, as evidenced by the mounds of dirty clothes in the floor. I was sick of staring at the clock and I figured I'd better do something productive.
Now, I think I'll curl up on the couch and see what's on television at this ungodly hour. I'm going to regret this tomorrow...
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