Worst night’s sleep ever
June 13th, 2008I am normally a great sleeper. I can sleep through just about anything and fall asleep just about anywhere… except tonight. It’s a quarter to 2 a.m. and yet here I am writing. Why you might ask? We’re on a flight to the East Coast on our way to see S’ family. I’m pretty excited about the trip overall, but this is brutal! Between Mr. Snory-pants on my left, Sneezy two rows behind me, Mr. Snuffles behind and to the right, and of course the Non-Stop-Talking Wondertwins I am wide awake. That paired with just me not being able to get comfortable and my feet swelling up like balloons, I’m just miserable.
Never before have I wished for ear plugs in my life.
I’m finding some relief in a pair of headsets I religiously carry in my back-pack and some NIN mp3s on my laptop. At least this is drowning out most of the other sounds.
The worst part to this is knowing how I’m going to feel in the morning — crap! If I can’t get sleep I will be nauseated until I get the pre-requisite amount of sleep my body needs. I’m not looking forward to that bit what-so-ever. I still have work conferences I have to dial into in the morning.
So you think impending motherhood is what’s making my ears perk up at every sound around me?
Either way, I’m finally caving in and making ear-plugs another mandatory item on my travel packing list.
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