I woke up at 5 this morning, and had a bit of a hard time falling asleep. S was snoring like a mo-fo, and we've been having this ongoing argument about where each of us is allowed to sleep. As in, is his arm on my side of the bed? Is he too close to me, or am I too close to the middle? So anyway, I asked him to scoot an inch and he said he couldn't and then he fell asleep, snoring, right away.
I was laying there, just thinking, trying to ignore the snoring (because sometimes ear plugs get annoying), and I started thinking about the most delicious sleep I've ever had in my life. The runner-up is the simply wonderful sleep S and I had in NY at the Alex hotel. What an amazing bed! But the best sleep ever, EVER, is the sleep I slept in my own bed, in my own dark room at my parents' home after all-nighters. For instance, on New Year's Eve, in high school, on New Year's Eve, we would go over to someone's house and basically do nothing until six in the morning. At six, we would all go home to our houses and do whatever.
I, happily, would creep upstairs, thrown on pajama pants and tee, and sleep. For hours. Usually, my room was so dark that it could be mid-day, and I wouldn't know. But what I remember about that sleep was mostly the comfort of sinking a completely TIRED--exhausted--body into the most perfect cocoon, and just drift into the most mindless, lovely, blissful sleep.
And even though it isn't fun anymore to stay up all night (and sleep seems to be nice most of the time anyway), sometimes I am tempted, just so that I can have that wondrous sleep. But of course, my room isn't completely dark now, and so the whole thing would be different. I'm hoping that the addition of some curtains to my room will help the issue. The fabric I've linked to is very similar to the one I've chosen for my curtains, except that the letters are in black, and the background is a darker tan. I love having a handy mom, because she's helping me get one step closer to better sleep...
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