As I whizz past a mirror I am suddenly reminded of that witch from Halloween cartoons only I’m the blonde version. Last night I had a quick shower but neglected to run a brush through my hair before going to bed and now the results are quite humorous. Living alone after all has its perks! I’m back in the country house for a few days chasing dustballs by the dozen.
I spent hours trying to sleep and finally at 3:45 a.m. I took another half sleeping pill. I haven’t decided if I am more stressed about not sleeping or about having to take a pill to sleep! This morning at 10 a.m. I walked straight into a wall and now there is a huge welt on my forehead. Yep, you read correctly, I walked directly into a wall!
I can laugh about it now but this is really getting a bit absurd. If I don’t take anything I don’t sleep at all, if I take a quarter of a pill, I don’t sleep, if I take half, I sleep. I dare to wonder what a whole pill would do to me. Mama takes 2 of these puppies every night…is that what I’m aiming for? I mean if I am already walking into walls what’s next? Tossing plates off the balcony on New Year’s eve? (Mama circa 2006)