I Should Be Sleeping

So here I am, wide-awake, at 3:20 Thursday morning. I am getting a little tired of this insomnia that seems to come and go. I sleep fine at night for weeks at a time and then WHAM!!!! Insomnia is back and I'm lucky to get an hour or two of sleep each night. You may be wondering what I do in the middle of the night while the rest of McNabb Land is sleeping. Then again, you may not care. Humor me and feign interest. It's 3:24 a.m. and I got nothing better to do. Some things I do to amuse myself:

-Google everyone I know. It's amazing the things you can learn about a person just from Google. Does that sound stalker-ish? I promise I only Google people I know IRL (in real life). I know that's comforting to those of you that don't know me IRL. My apologies to those of you who do:)

-write my letter to Santa. After all, Christmas is just around the corner and I like to be prepared.

-write my acceptance speech for that "Mother of the Year" award that I just know I'll receive someday. A real tear-jerker, in which I thank the 3 "little people" for making this day possible. And Sara Lee for making cheese cake. Cuz I LOVE a good cheese cake.

-learn Irish step dancing. Outside, in the garage, where my blundering (is that a word?) won't wake up all of McNabb Land.

-call my sister (even though all sane people are asleep at this time). It's so funny when she answers her phone in that groggy, sleep-deprived voice. I get giddy just thinking about it. She is NOT amused to discover that it is me on the line. "I got up for a glass of milk. What did YOU get up for?" Cracks me up. My sister just doesn't seem to "get" my humor at 3 a.m. I'll spare you the ugly reply I got from her. Some people are just rude. By now, you are probably glad that I don't have your phone number.

-dust off my German speaking skills.
Ich muß wirklich ein Hobby. (I really need a hobby).
Jeder andere zu ungewöhnlichen Zeiten zu sprechen Deutsch? (Anyone else speak German at odd hours?)
Ich glaube, ich kann verrückt sein. (I think I may be crazy)
Entschuldigen Sie, haben Sie gesehen, mein Elch? (Excuse me, have you seen my moose?)

-Put up my Christmas decor. Almost got away with it too, until I fell out of the attic and woke up that cranky husband. Apparently I need to learn not to scream when I am falling off a ladder. Maybe I just should learn not to fall off ladders? He said there was NO WAY that I am going outside to hang lights on the house at this time of the night. Muttered something about how he didn't want the ambulance to wake the kids after I fall off the roof. Sometimes he can be such a stick in the mud.

So now, here I am. Laying on the floor under the kitchen table. Don't ask. Maybe I'll go give sleep one more try.