It is so frustrating. Then it is just the frustration that encourages the lack of sleep to ensue. The irony.
There are moments in my day when I just crave a bit of silence. A brief second of peace. No talking. No running. No noise. Yet it seems that when the house finally achieves that, the stillness is almost deafening. There are nights when I should be so tired that I ought to literally fall down from exhaustion, but my mind is not ready to rest. It keeps going…thinking of things that really could wait until daylight. The irony.
For parents, downtime is rare. Even if you have little ones who take naps during the day, most of that “quiet” time is spent getting something done. I guess I can view the nights of insomnia as an opportunity to savor the slumber of my usually busy home. To read a book for fun. To reflect on the day.
Of course, I don’t allow my mind to worry at all while I’m awake late at night. I mean, who does that? Spending precious snooze time fretting when I could be clocking in some much needed beauty sleep? Not me.
I’m not even going to tell you what time it is right now as I write this. I’m sure you could guess that it is past my bedtime. I’m probably losing brain cells as we speak.
How do you turn your mind off when the day is done? What helps you wind down after a busy day?