It’s only 8 a.m. and I’m ready to drop back into bed. Didn’t sleep much at all last night. Between the hot/cold spells, the aches and pains (I feel so OLD some days), the pre-vacation brain waves, and the coming change in seasons that I can just feel, I was up beyond midnight. Like clockwork, my eyes were open by 7:20. I hate my own punctuality sometimes.
Today is full, too. Finishing a proofreading of 200 more pages (and I will finish, even if I have to nap in intervals), and calling a client to discuss another small project. But I’m spent before I start. If it weren’t for caffeine, you’d be reading yesterday’s post.
You’re not getting much out of me today, folks. My apologies. But let’s have a little fun. Where was the craziest place you’ve ever fallen asleep? Where was/is the hardest? How do you rest when your mind is still awake? I’ll start:
Fell asleep in a car in Friesing, Germany. Pronounced “FRY zing” but it was “FREE zing” outside. We were flying out of Munich the next morning to go home, but there was a convention in town. No room at ANY inn. He snored and was cozy. I was in flip flops and wide awake, frozen. My shoes? In the trunk. The keys? In his left pocket. Long night.
I cannot sleep on that flight from Philadelphia to London. The “reclining” seats US Airways choses to give you? Reclines possibly one inch, but no more. Either sleep sitting upright or just complain bitterly the next day. Guess which one I do? This trip, I booked a window seat. There’s a small chance I’ll get an hour or two of sleep. But I’m not counting on it.
I rest my mind by either meditating lying down (easier than you think) or by doing the corpse pose and relaxing every muscle slowly and consciously. Puts me right out.
You?
I fell asleep on a Amsterdam to Barcelona flight after a 10-hour layover in Amsterdam. Woke myself up with the loudest snore I've ever heard and was grateful that no one on the noisy plane seemed to notice!
I can't sleep on planes, either. But I've had success taking a Unisom right before the flight attendants serve dinner. I eat dinner and am out until the flight lands.
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One time while camping I fell asleep on a rock. In the rain. I can sleep absolutely anywhere.
Oh Carrie, you KNOW I need that!
Thanks. 🙂
Jen, I envy you. I used to be able to do that, but it's more like the aging princess and the pea these days. I can't sleep on a GOOD mattress let alone the one I have. I need more exercise, less caffeine, and a good sleeping pill.
Gabriella, if I took one of those pre-flight, I'd never sleep anyway and I'd be exhausted for the next two days. I'm spoiled by my own pillow, too. 🙂
I'm with Jennifer. I can sleep anywhere, anytime. For a LONG time. :o)
It's not as great as it sounds, though. I find it really difficult to get out of bed, and my half-asleep mind usually doesn't make the best decisions in that regard. (In fact, all this talk of sleep is making me want to get back in bed…)
Poor baby! (repeat 5X)
I'm with you. I can't even sleep in my own bed, sometimes. I read, and read, and read …