I'm still up. It's 3:30 AM.
Guess what? I realize that I promised a post. It's totally written, I just haven't gotten around to taking pictures to go with it.
My brain won't shut down. I've been ready for bed since before my TV shows even started, but once I finally got into bed, sleep didn't come. I hate it. I want to sleep but all I can think about is the weird dream I had last night and if I'm going to get a continuation of it tonight. Then I start to think about how badly I want to get my Christmas shopping done, what to get everyone, and if I'm going to even bother with Black Friday sales. Does this ever happen to anyone else?
Well somehow I ended up here. Realizing that I need to add take pictures for blog to my to do list. By the way, my to do list sucks right now. I have five or six calls to make, a bunch of salon stuff to do, a desk to clean off, finances to organize, people to visit, three stores to pick stuff up from. Once I get to this point, thinking of everything I could be doing instead of sleeping/blogging, I get overwhelmed enough to actually shut down and go to sleep. Stupid brain. Add on Christmas shop.
This is a regular thing for me. Maybe I should self diagnose myself with insomnia, along with the other three or four Dr. Chesca conclusions.
Add on make an appointment with licensed doctor.
