Sleep - is it overrated

I have always been envious of those people who say they only need, say, 4 – 6 hours of sleep a night. I haven’t had a good night’s sleep since my daughter was born – a long time ago. Personally, I think sleep is a waste of time – can you imagine all the fun we could have if we didn’t have to sleep?

But, sleep we must. It was’t too long ago that I was waking up between 2:30 – 3:00 am every night (or morning, whichever way you want to look at it). I would go back to sleep at around 4-ish and then sleep on and off until it was time to get up.

And then, all of a sudden, I wasn’t waking up in the middle of the night. I was sleeping all the way through!  Bliss! For a couple of weeks I woke up feeling refreshed and ready to go. I started feeling pretty smug about the whole thing.

Sleep is Overrated

Until last night.

I’m not sure what time I woke up, but it was still dark. All kinds of thoughts were going through my mind at breakneck speed from the last show I watched on TV to this Blog to a new line of mugs I’m soon to launch. On and on they went. I tried changing position, I tried relaxation, I tried deep breathing … nothing.

sleep is overrated

I eventually started drifting back off to the Land of Nod just as the sun was starting to rise and I could hear birds starting to sing outside my window. I could feel that lovely drifting feeling, somewhere between sleep and wakefulness, washing over me. Aaaah! And then a loud snoring sound jerked me back to the land of rising sun and singing birds! I elbowed the sleeping, snoring form next to me. The snoring stopped just long enough for me to think it was safe to drift back off to sleep again. I elbowed again, this time followed by a loud SHHHHH! The sleeping, snoring form turned over and silence reigned once again.

I made myself comfortable again and prepared myself for a few hours more of lovely sleep. But it was not to be! One of my cats decided that this would be a good time to attack my toes (I guess they had been moving slightly). I tucked my legs up further and tried to keep my toes very still, but the cat was relentless! I sat up and pushed him off the bed.

Sleep is overrated


Snuggling back down under the covers, I took a deep breath and prepared, once again, for blissfull sleep. In the distance I heard a whining sound. Sort of a cross between a whine and a sigh. My eyes flew open. What is that sound? I turned over to see the source of the whining staring at me – hubby’s dog. By this time, I was more than a little pissed off and I yelled at the dog to be quiet. Just then, hubby’s alarm went off! Grrrrr! Maybe with him and the dog out of the room, I can get half an hour’s sleep – maybe.

By this time, sunlight was streaming through the window and the singing bird was very loud indeed. I tried to shut my eyes again, but the smell of coffee wafted up and a little wet nose was pushing at my hand! Aargh! I’m wide awak now, so I guess I’ll just get up.

The Jane Effect


Sleep – Is It Overrated? I Don’t Think So!
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