Sometimes all I need to do is have a good night’s sleep and I’ll feel better. Sometimes all I want to do is sleep but can’t.

On Friday, I felt horrible. My body was achy, its temperature was hot and cold, hot and cold, and all I wanted to do was be at home and not move. My body and mind were exhausted. I suppose that’s what happens when you push yourself and work hard all week long. Friday night after I was finished at Job #2, I came home, popped a sleeping pill, and slept for nine glorious hours. I felt good as new, minus the horrible sinus headache I seem to be getting almost every morning. The rest of the weekend was great, until last night.

Last night I seemed to have a good ol’ dose of random anxiety and couldn’t sleep. The last time I remember looking at my clock was about 1:30 a.m., and then again at 4 a.m., and I finally fell asleep I think around 7 a.m., shortly after Kyle left for work and I could sprawl across the bed and really get comfortable. Sure, I got about six hours of sleep, but not consecutive hours and certainly got good sleep. Needless to say, even my amazingly strong coffee isn’t helping me stay alert right now. I may need several shots of espresso before I go to work today.

Today is going to be a long day.

What do you do when you can’t sleep?