I have this frustrating situation going on in my life right now which I don’t know how to deal with. It’s caused a bit of teeth gnashing and sleeplessness.
Last night I woke up at 4am. My brain ground away and I could not get back to sleep.
I started talking to Bob, not because he was awake but because he was there. “I can’t sleep,” I said. “I’m [mad about this situation].” He snored on.
I said a few more things and he flipped over and flung and arm and leg over me, with great love but effectively pinning me to the mattress like a bug on a card. I stared at the ceiling. Eventually he turned back the other way.
I tossed and turned some more. Periodically I’d remind him, “I can’t sleep. That thing made me mad.”
At 5:30a he rolled over and told me: “You’re getting sleepy again.”
