Sleeping with Nick

I can't sleep anymore.

Last friday morning I brought Chris to the airport. I'm no good at waking up in the morning (what do you expect? I work the night shift!), so my brilliant idea was to come home from work, stay up until it was time to go, then sleep when I got back.

Good idea, except now I can't sleep EVER.

Since that night I havent been able to sleep. YES, I've been sick (and slightly depressed, which- I admit- tends to happen when I feel feverish), but STILL. COME ON. I'll turn off the light, get into bed, then BOOM. All this ENERGY suddenly comes out of nowhere and slaps me in the face. Like, hard.

It's gotten pretty severe. I'll lie in bed from 2am to 4 just twiddling my thumbs. Then, when I maybe might get a little snooze action, the Dutchess herself will help me out of it. Halfway through my tumbling Cleo will jump on the bed (purring like a train, BTW) and position herself in the most deliciously uncomfortable spot on my body at that given moment. Lying on my side? She'll sleep on my face. Lying on my back? She's vibrating under a leg. Cute, yes, but no cigar.

What's worse is that tv wont even help. I had this problem, before, in Miami, when I started hating my job and was feeling restless in life and all... I wouldn't be able to sleep and would stay up at ungodly hours watching uber marathons on Nick @ Night. My poison back then was Wings.

Well, guess what guys? Now it's Roseanne.

I'm starting to love it. Good, because it's a great show and should be loved... but Bad because now I cant turn away.

"But Summer, why dont you just turn the tv off?"

You aren't paying attention. I don't turn the tv on until around 4. Before that I just soak in the silence of my room and think. Bad thing, thinking. It keeps you awake worse than any other energy drink you could ever create in a lab...

I stopped this cycle once, in Miami. When I think back to it I can't specifically remember how, but I do know that it was around the time that I decided to move to LA when I started to sleep again. I stopped feeling frustrated and lost, and somehow that warmed me up more than anything else. I was happy.

Roseanne's reruns are starting to reach the final season... I need to hurry up and find my happy before it does. If not I'll be stuck watching Designing Women :(