I used that phrase on a Facebook update but it is too good to not use again.  So last night, in an effort to be supportive (and because I have gotten addicted to the In-Law Issues boards at iVillage¹) I stayed up with Will until 3:30 in the morning. Whoops. And then we got back up at 7:30 so that he could be at school early to work on a project.  And after he left at eight thirty I crawled onto the couch with a blanket and meant to sleep until eleven but slept until noon.  Whoops again.

It’s weird–I’ve only been up and around for a few hours but I am already to crawl back under my blanket and go back to sleep.  It’s a good thing I’ve got stuff to do or I could absolutely spend this entire day sleeping on the couch.

I’ve been taking a lot of naps lately–I don’t know if it is because I am truly tired (I don’t think so because I wake up each morning feeling fine) or because it is the easiest way to deal with the stress of the last few months (most likely) or because I’m becoming narcoleptic (wouldn’t that be interesting!).  All I know is that I spend the majority of each morning napping on the couch with the cat.  Maybe it’s the snuggliness of my cat (she isn’t so snuggly when I am awake) that keeps me wrapped up in blankets and snoozing away.  All I know is that I need to knock it off and get into a regular sleeping and waking pattern.  Maybe the trip to Texas will help with that.