Insomnia

As it turns out, possibly because of daily savings time (or is that just a convenient coincidence?), I have developed insomnia.   Even when I do finally force myself to go to bed (lately post 12am), I lay awake forever thinking about many diverse and often annoying things.  Annoying because I am wishing to be asleep, not because they are inherently annoying. 

When I have insomnia, it is usually the result of having too many unresolved concerns.  Unfortunately, most of my current unresolved concerns revolve around cub scouts.  Cub scouts should not keep people up at night.  Who cares, right?  Another thing bothering me:  I didn't have Frank do his homework during spring break.  It wasn't much, but I hate playing catch up.  I buy too many toys.  The last thing we need is more toys, and yet I find them to be so very irresistible.  I need to help Frank plan a science fair project.  I need to figure out a recipe book so that I don't have to search for every recipe every time.  And why haven't I made samosa yet???  I need to remember to make dentist appointments, and if I don't go grocery shopping tomorrow, we are going to be eating peanut butter sandwiches for dinner.  Or hot pockets.  I picked up a couple boxes on sale last week.  They are gross, but you can't beat them for convenience.  Even if you can only choke down one bite.  After that you aren't hungry anyway.  Have I mentioned I have a large box of papers in my bedroom that need to be filed?  I just throw new papers on top.  I guess in a sense, they are filed:  in reverse chronological order.  They encompass all my "papers" since we moved here 8 months ago, and since I stopped filing.  Have you ever thought about creating a spread sheet of all your commonly purchased items to track how often you purchase them and what price you pay.  I think about it sometimes.  I mean, have you ever thought about exactly how much toilet paper you use in a year?  Or olive oil?  It could be useful to know.  It would also be useful to know the average prices, so that I would actually know when a sale price is good.  Have you ever heard words come out of a child's mouth, and wanted to slap that child's mother, and I'm not talking about you.  Unless you've been telling your son (or letting your son overhear) that his scout leader is worthless.  Then it might be you.  I was going to dye my hair red tonight, but I never got around to it.  Maybe I'll try to squeeze it in tomorrow.  And I need to call and set up visiting teaching appointments because my partner is the bishop's wife, so I have to be good.  I have like 5 ink cartridges sitting on my desk that need to be "recycled" at Staples.  Do they really recycle them?  Maybe I should go find one of those nonfiction books I'm currently "reading"...  maybe that would help with the insomnia.


Now I hear Aaron coming downstairs to tell me that I really need to go to bed now...  But seriously who wants to toss and turn?  It's better to just stay awake, right?