by Leann Sweeney
As I write this, I could fall asleep. Problem is, the time is six-thirty PM. If I close my eyes now, I am guaranteed another night of waking up at one AM, two AM, three AM, or maybe even all of those AMs. So, I will take my chances, stay up as late as I can and hope I fall into a dreamless slumber that lasts for --gosh, I'd take 6 hours in a row. Even 5.
Why was she in the bathroom? Oh. My husband couldn't stand her barking at the outside barker and decided to put her farther from the noise. In the bathroom. Sheesh. So I round up the dog and bring her water and her pillow back to the bathroom (husband neglected to do that) because outside barker was still going incessantly strong. Couldn't those people HEAR THEIR FRIGGIN' DOG????????????? Sorry. Apparently not.
Now, I have to add that Rosie the labradoodle loves, loves, loves my husband. And since she was now close to us, every time my husband sighed, snored or even turned over, she woke up and started whining and scratching at the door. Unlike my human children, who at this point would have been swept up and tucked between my husband and me so we could all get some sleep, the ADHD labradoodle thinks any time with us is playtime, chew time, eat time, any time but sleep time.
I can fall asleep, for the most part, especially if I listen to a book being read by someone with a British monotone. But how do I STAY asleep? Or am I asking too much of the universe?