Remember that plan I had of getting up early with Tony and hitting the gym at 5 a.m. this morning? Didn't. Happen. My intentions were great. My alarm was set. And then, I couldn't fall asleep last night.
Normally when I can't sleep it's because I'm staring at my iPhone screen, playing Candy Crush or perusing Facebook long after I should be. Last night, I took my melatonin (to help me sleep, and also to help with egg quality) and just couldn't fall asleep plain and simple.
Not sure what time it was when I finally drifted off to dreamland, but I know it was past 11:00 when I last looked at the clock. Even then I still had my alarm clock set for five o'clock. Until...Tony woke up at 2:30 a.m. and decided it would be a good time for a snack. Normally this doesn't bother me and many times I don't wake up. Last night, however, there was something about the way he opened his bag of chips that was noisy enough that it had me sitting straight up in bed completely confused asking "What's wrong? What are you doing? Are you okay?" We giggled about it for a bit, he finished his snack, took his a.m. pills to help him get back to sleep and was off dreaming again quite shortly (before 3:00 a.m.). Before he'd passed out again, we decided that I'd go to yoga this evening at 6:45 p.m. and he'd go to the gym on his own during the day. As for me, I still couldn't get back to sleep. Sometime around 3:30 this morning I finally fell back asleep. Believe me when I tell you that 7 a.m. came way too quickly after that (and man was I glad we'd cancelled the 5 a.m. wakeup call)!
Unfortunately, I was plagued with a nagging headache all day long. I wasn't wrong yesterday when I said I'd be sore this morning. There's nothing leftover from the yoga that I can't deal with, but for some reason I'm carrying around a TON of tension in my neck and shoulders today. I think I need to work more on my breathing when I'm doing the poses for yoga, and that might help. I'm certainly no expert and I felt super relaxed at the end of my yoga session -- but I'm thinking I need to drink a LOT more water during the day, and make sure that I'm doing what I can to stay relaxed during the day. Needless to say, I didn't go to yoga this evening. I've decided what my body needs is a good, solid night's sleep. Tomorrow is a new day, my fertility yoga DVD is ordered and on it's way, and I can keep making progress tomorrow -- without a headache.
Let me tell you what doesn't relax me during the day. Mice. Yep, you read that correctly. The past two days I've been dealing with children and mice at school. As the weather gets colder (which I think could also be contributing to my headache) we all prepare to beware of critters. I'd like to think this applies more to most of us in our own homes. We have three lovely mouse catchers in our family so we don't have to worry most of the time about mice in the house. My classroom, however, is a different story.
It started yesterday during my lunch hour. There is a sixth grade class in my classroom that hour and I usually leave to go to the library. I was preparing my lunch in the microwave when I kid screamed "mouse!" That was enough to have me jumping up out of my chair and wanting to bolt for the door. Students were standing on desks and everyone was screaming. The teacher did an amazing job of calming them down, and by the time I'd hurriedly grabbed my lunch and my cell phone and scooted out the door saying "I'll get the engineer..." she had them out the door and quiet. That particular little guy was caught in a copy paper box and escorted outside.
The next, and last, hour of the day I was giving a test. We made it almost to the end of the hour when one of the students said "There's a mouse over there. It's just sitting there." Another live little mouse was sitting under the ottoman in the corner of my room near the refrigerator. It came out even though people were screaming, and we finally evacuated the room and went to the hallway to wait for the final bell of the day (and the engineer).
Both mice were babies, and even though itty bitty little things, they scare the crap out of me! I have what I hope is an irrational fear that they'll crawl up my pant leg or something. Yuck! I'm worried that because they're so little, we're in for more surprises. The engineers put sticky traps on the floor -- I'm being more strict than ever before about the kids NOT being allowed to eat in my room. Unfortunately kids try to sneak in food all the time, and mice are quite mobile little things. Hopefully I won't see any more of them; if they're around I hope they will agree to leave me in peace. Amazing how such little things can cause such chaos and disruption in a room full of adolescents who have a scardey-cat teacher :)
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