It's 3 am I Must Be Wide Awake....

I was going to borrow shamelessly from Matchbox Twenty, and title this It's 3 am I Must Be Lonely--but with three cats, a dog, a small child, and my husband in my bed--what woman could possibly feel lonely??  Even though they're all sleeping and I'm not???

Please forgive me if I fall asleep while writing this....  Insomnia and pain are taking their toll.  I've never known which one causes the other, but they certainly go hand in hand, don't they? Throw in some anxiety and it's a party!  It seems as though the second my head hits the pillow, my brain is rushed with thoughts and cares and lists and concerns and anxieties and even, yep, blog posts that need writing.  There is a new song I've heard on the radio, and it's been very easy to 'hear' it in my head, using it as a breathing method: "Breathing in Your grace, breathing out Your praise..."  Still, there's Shawn, whose head hit the pillow exactly two hours after mine and only five minutes ago, already snoring *ahem* softly (sure, we'll use that word....), and my brain is only just getting geared up.  ADD, anyone???  So yes, there's not enough caffeine in the world right now.

I actually got laughing out loud over writing this post around midnight last night and I woke Shawn up.  Oops.....  I had it all out in my head, very tongue in cheek.  I think most of it is still there.

Normal Brain:
"Oh, it's 10 pm, I should go to sleep."   FiveFourThr..... Snore...zzzzzzzz

My Brain:
"Gosh, I've been in bed since 10 and it's midnight.  I really need to get to sleep!"

Fiiiiiiivvvvvee.......
Shawn's already snoring.  Is it really fair that I've been in bed two hours longer than him and I'm still not asleep?  I wonder if that winter weather advisory will turn into anything overnight.  Yeesh, I can't take another 5 am phone call telling us school is delayed or canceled.  Then the kids are awake and all hell breaks loose, and my day is over before it's even begun.  Wow, pain is bad tonight.  Hey, I wonder what's going on on Instagram!  No, I shouldn't turn my phone on.  Hmmm, wonder if there's anything new in the news in the last 30 minutes?  No, I shouldn't turn my phone on.  I should go take something for this pain.  Crap, I can't remember if we locked the doors.  Did I let Lilly back in?  Max is in her bed again.  Wilbur, stop growling!  It's your own tail, doofus!  I need to go find Lilly and take something for this pain.....

Fooourrrrrr......
Ugh.  Still awake.  Let's see, what's going on tomorrow?  Oh, Noah's breakfast, Avery has a make up day of school, and then swimming.  I wonder if Sharon knows about the breakfast?  I should ask her.  Wait, texting her at 2 am probably isn't such a good idea.  Breakfast with Jen, yay!  I'll get to see David.  Hmm.  I hope her back is better and heals.  I should pra--is that Wilbur growling at his tail again?  Geez cat, get a room!  And there's Max, up here because he's been ignored for 2 hours.  Just heard the cat door on Noah's door flip-flap, Jethro must be coming out for a potty and meal break.  Man, Shawn is snoring loud tonight!  I should move to the couch.  No, if I do that, I'll just throw off any chance that my eyes are already trying to rest.

Thhhhreeeee......
Hey!  Three rhymes with pee!  I should go do that.  Ugh.  Then I'll trip over the laundry baskets in the hallway.  I should do more laundry tomorrow.  And I think Noah needs to do his.  That reminds me, I need to add detergent to the list.  Oh, and I will have to go to Walmart again tomorrow.  I know I forgot a few things today.  How can I forget things when I practically live there?  Hmmm.  What else rhymes with three and pee?  Tea, bee, knee...

Twooooo......
What's that noise? Oh, it's Max purring.  In Lilly's bed.  I checked on the boys before I came to bed, but I don't know if Shawn re-checked.  I should go check on them again.  Then I can pee, fold the laundry in the hallway, write out my grocery list, and take that pain pill, too.  If I'm not going to sleep, I might as well be doing something.  Ugh.  But I don't want to get out of this warm bed!  If I'm going to be up, I should send that email.  And I forgot that board report for Chaplain Liz.  I wonder if Shawn found the stamp for that bill.  Did I pack the boys' lunches last night?  Crap, I can't remember. I should take something out of the freezer for dinner.  What to cook, what to coooookkkkk.....  Hey, cook rhymes with book....

One.
Snorrrreeee.......  WHAT WAS THAT???  Oh, great, the neighbor's rooster is already crowing.  Ugh.  It's 5:30.  Might as well go fix tea and start my day.

And that's how it begins.  The kids hear me up, and come running out.  Telling them to go back to bed does no good because they are in their rooms.  And it starts--Noah says something inappropriate, Avery copies him even after my admonishment, then Avery is bouncing on the trampoline, yelling, "DO YOU HAVE TICKETS TO THE GUN SHOW?" and singing Christmas carols at the top of his lungs, Noah is arguing about having to eat breakfast and brush his teeth...

And THAT, folks, is why I'm not funct...... zzzzzzzzz