Sleep? Overrated.

It must be Disrupt the Cat's Sleep Week.

I worked till 9 last night (in case you didn't read that last post), which means I arrived at home around 9:30. That in turn means I didn't wind down and feel ready to sleep till 10:30. I had a drilling pain in my head, so I took an aspirin before I brushed my teeth. The light in the bedroom was turned off at 11:10 or so.

I didn't take a Benadryl because I figured I was tired enough to sleep. And, well, because I didn't think of it until I was under the covers with the light off.

I woke up sometime around 2 a.m. My neck hurt. I knew that's where the headache had come from: tension in the Usual Place, neck and right shoulder. I figured once I got to sleep the kinks would work out; I'm much more careful about my sleep position and I haven't had trouble for months.

So, for ten or fifteen minutes I rolled around and twitched and stretched, unwilling to admit that I was done sleeping for awhile. Finally, I got up and took a couple of Tylenol, which then got stuck partway down (thanks, Dad, for the screwed of physiology). This involves creeping downstairs to the kitchen for a couple of crackers to 'push' everything into my stomach. Beast has been sleeping in the living room because his back is giving him fits. So I tiptoe down the steps, and across most of the first floor of the house (luckily the crackers were sitting on the counter), grab the box and--without tipping it at all--tiptoe back to bed.

Now, of course, I'm wide awake. So I turn on the light and work on a couple of crosswords for a few minutes. By the time I'm ready to check out again, I've also realized I'm cold. So I snag the down throw we keep in the bedroom and toss it over me. Why turn the ceiling fan off, when I can snuggle under layers of covers?

The next thing I know is the radio is playing at 5:50. My neck doesn't exactly hurt this morning, but I can feel the Tension Monster hanging around waiting to pounce. Can all of this be related to today's Reference Staff meeting? Or is it because my boss has been abnormally snippy lately, to everyone? Or...well, is it that I've spent a lot more time than normal lately at the Reference Desk? Or is it something completely unrelated to work?

The questions are giving me a headache. I have to get the house cleaned up for Beth this morning, so I have to get going. As usual, I'm running behind.