Insomnia

I tried to go to sleep at a reasonable hour. I reclined on my very tall bed with my very tall husband for a very tall time. An hour and a half later, I’m wide awake. After blogging everyday for a few weeks, I feel like I’ve fallen off the side of the cyber-world. Here’s the run down of what’s going on:

The girls took tests for cash this week. Bacon signed them up to tryout new school achievement tests. It was a giant hassle because they tested on two different school nights, but they were paid $30.00 each to do it. Both were thrilled to use their brains to make money. I think we’re on to something.

I bought Halloween costumes this year. Later in the week, I’ll post pictures of a very cute witch and an adorable pirate. I nixed all the princess, ballerina, butterfly, ladybug, dog, and cat suits. We’ve done them, and it was time to branch out. Cherry and Coco made excellent decisions. I have a little residual guilt over not sewing, glueing, or painting. It’s in my genes after all. When I told Bacon we had to buy, he said, “But you’re their mother. You’ve always made their costumes.” (Wow, did he have to kiss up to live that one down?) I told him, “Yes, but their mother is writing a book, on a deadline. This is what I can do, now.” He drove to Target, and they got to pick the costumes they wanted.

I worked 30 minutes on, 15 minutes off, all day today. I finished the pages at 2:30. It’s a good way to write because I have to get up and move before I’m wiped out. At first, I had to force myself to sit in the chair for thirty minutes. By the end, the time was up, and I had to make myself get out of the chair.

I’m two days behind. That doesn’t sound like much until I say, I’m 20 pages behind. Tomorrow is going to be a hard day to write, but I’ve made notes, and I’m ready when I get the chance.

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2 thoughts on “Insomnia

  1. I’m with you on the insomnia, only I can go to sleep. It’s just when the dh comes in at 2 in the morning and wakes me up, I can’t go BACK to sleep.

    Seriously, I want to go punch him.

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