Better to Laugh

Well, I tried to go to bed earlier the night before last.  I was actually tired, so I thought falling asleep would be a piece of cake – not!  I hit the pillow and my eyes were wide open.  I started singing, praying, anything to focus the search engine in my brain; I finally did fall asleep.  The next morning, I was exhausted.  I tried to put the coffee filter in the coffee pot, instead of the brew basket, and I was all thumbs most of the day.  I have functioned better on less sleep.  Last night I slept less, but I had more energy today.  Maybe some people just don’t need a full 8 hours?  

When I was younger and still took naps, Mom was ready to nap more than I was.  I would lie there and talk away.  Eventually she would tell me she was going to charge me a dime for every word I said.  I guess some things never change; my husband was feeling lonely always going to bed before me, so I went to bed when he did one night.  When my head hit the pillow, I started talking.  He doesn’t really bring up the subject of going to bed at the same time anymore.