I have been off for a while now.*
NaNoWriMo had me in its greedy grip. I barely won the 50,000 word marathon which took two intense days of non-stop writing (no bathing or socializing) to catch up the nearly 15,000 word deficit as I fell behind.
I struggled daily to write anything coherent because…
mY SoN HaS sTOpPED SlEePInG
This doesn’t sound like the terrible thing that it truly is. It sounds innocuous and a charming reminder of the sleepless days when we first brought baby from the hospital without a clue as to the insomnia bomb we’d actually welcomed into our home…willingly.**
I’ve been planning on writing about stealing…no, liberating… uh…adopting, yeah, adopting a pet rock. I even have pictures of the day we unearthed it from a public park and lugged it home.
Too tired to share.
The visit to a restaurant in the middle of nowhere that just has to be experienced to be believed.
Can’t find the energy (or typing skills) to write that one either.
Then there was the whole time I nearly chopped my finger off. (Always with the exaggerations is this one…oh, my, that sure is a lot of BLOOD!)
So, instead, I will stumble like a drunk back onto the blogging stage and beg your forgiveness.
Until the doctor figures out the right tranquilizers***, I will be the babbling mess you are enjoying right now. Unfiltered and unedited and mostly unhinged.
You’re welcome.
Asterisk Bedazzled Footnotes:
*I’m tempted to leave my post at that comment and call it good. But, I am just not that succinct.
**Now, whenever someone tells me they are having a baby, I have to muffle my snickering when I wish them well.
***Go to Amazon and search ‘Elephant Tranquilizers.’ It’s amazing what they offer as an option. Or go to the following link for one of the recommendations they gave me:
TheDustSeason 
Maybe the cute elephant is stuffed with tranquilizers? Hope you find rest soon. 💤
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Hmm, I have to wonder if the drug cartels have thought of that approach already? Might explain a few Barney the Dinosaur episodes if he’s 90% Quaaludes.
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Quaaludes. So resonant of the 70s. I hope you (and even more, your son) get some sleep.
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Are you saying I’m so un-hip I don’t even know any names for drugs that are more recent than when the Brady Bunch was on?? If you are, you’d be right!
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For me it brought back some pretty interesting memories of my misspent youth
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It’s cute- and I guess if you stare at it long enough, it might work. Get some rest!
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I have to say, cute things tend to rev me rather than lull me to sleep. Then again, it might make a nice, soft pillow…
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😀 LOL 😀
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Hugs. Just hugs.
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Always. I take hugs. I take all major forms of emotional credit.
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Oh my. You have my sympathy. I’m sorry you’re so tired!
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Me too. And then I channel surf Frozen just to watch the end, because I’ve recorded it and I can skip the commercials. And yes, that makes just the kind of sense you’d get if sleep wasn’t a priority to brain maintenance.
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LOL Whatever makes you feel better. Still not sleeping?
I have a girlfriend whose kids are on the younger side, and two are autistic. We used to, years ago, dream of a place called THE SLEEP RESORT. We could check in and people would wait on us hand and foot between sleeps. It was the dream. ❤
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