eat, pray, sleep

Some people run on five to six hours of sleep a night. This would describe my husband pretty well, although he usually does get an hour while we watch tv a night, since he tends to fall asleep on the couch a lot. But, that amount of sleep seems to work for him. It would not work for me.

I can't function when I don't sleep.

I get sick when I don't sleep.

I cry when I don't sleep.

When I took a group of 14 high school girls to Italy and we had late nights and early mornings and I was the person responsible for them, there was a moment in the middle of the trip where I had a mini-meltdown. I sat by a fountain at the bottom of the Spanish Steps in Rome and drank a bottle of water and cried.


This is not my picture, of course, but picture me sitting on the ceramic ring that surrounds the fountain.

I sat there, with a book that I bought in the foreign language of the Italian bookstore, and had myself a little cry. We went back to the hotel and I went to bed early. The extra sleep helped. I was in the most beautiful place on earth and I was so tired.

This weekend I attended the figure skating championships that were here in Greensboro and it meant two late nights. In between, my husband hosted his fantasy football team here for their celebration and awards and that meant a late night. Plus, waiting to hear about these two situations has stressed me somewhat, and in the middle of all of it we bought a car, since my husband's needed more work than it was worth.

So, yeah, the sleep patterns have been messed up.

And then I ate something that didn't agree with me.

And then I got overheated this morning.

Sick. Tears. Emotions and stress.

The good news is that I stayed home today and got some sleep. Hopefully, I will also sleep tonight. That would be great.

The emotions that run through my mind keep me awake. I want to shut them up. I sing myself worship songs and talk to God and lay there. Pray for me please.