Sleep (and 300 posts)

I am one of those fortunate people who can hit the pillow and fall instantly asleep. Even going through menopause I have only had a handful of restless nights and when I hear the horror stories of other women laying awake for weeks on end I count myself lucky.

I am also one of those people who dream almost every single night and wake up remembering them even if it’s only momentarily before I get on with my day. Now this morning I woke up wondering what the heck my dream was about. Oh I remember what I was dreaming but I have no idea where it was coming from. I was dreaming about some fellow (me I guess, unless I was “watching a movie” so to speak) who goes in to a car dealership that looked more like a mechanic shop looking for the fleet dealer. What I found interesting was that the faces did not look familiar at all, they looked like they were coming out of a sleazy Hollywood movie. I just wonder where in the world do I pick up these faces and enter them into my dreams? It’s very odd, don’t you think?

I’ve had dreams that I can’t seem to shake off all day long while most dreams seem to slip away from me upon waking. Sometimes that can make me crazy too and I spend a good chunk of the morning wondering what I was dreaming about because something in the dream tweaked me. I hear people say that they never dream but I find that hard to believe. They probably do only they shake it off immediately on waking therefore remembering nothing.

Now when I say that I hit the pillow and fall asleep that is true almost every night. I do, however, also on occasion wake up around 1 or 2 in the morning and can spend some time falling back asleep. The other night I had the misfortune of not being able to get back to sleep at all and that was a consequence of having, for the first time in 9 years, over sleeping the night before! But I’ve had a couple of nights of really good sleep, so good in fact that I am walking around with that Sleepy Face. You know that beatific face that little kids have when they wake up? Yep, that is me this morning. Nothing grumpy about me at all.

My cup runneth over.