Last night

Last night at my friend’s house I was told I had bad dreams and cried out in my sleep. Great. I remember feeling bad in my sleep (I know that sounds strange), but I don’t recall any specifics. I think tonight my friend could tell I was feeling scared about going home, and he offered to rent a movie for us. Then I started falling asleep on the couch and he told me to go to his room to go to sleep. He insisted on taking the couch, though I would have felt better if I slept on the couch.

It’s nice sleeping here, but eventually I have to go home. Perhaps the fact that I can hear him cutting his toenails in the next room will motivate me to be fine with going home tomorrow …

A switchy thanksgiving

I’ve been at the house of a very good friend of mine all day today. We cooked a thanksgiving dinner together. But, here’s the secret: I think I’ve been switching all day. I’m not sure of the specifics because I’m only now getting to know my peeps, but I could tell at times that I was switching into a young person. As I’m still getting to know everyone, I don’t know who I switched into, but I know I did not feel like myself. The other thing I noticed is that I was getting headaches, and I’ve observed that I tend to get headaches when I switch a lot.

I think my friend just attributes my kid-like characteristics to another side of me, which is true. But, it is more than he realizes. Still though, it’s been a very good day.We made a kick-butt cranberry apple pie, among other things. The best part is that we get to spend the night here tonight! Yay! We love sleepovers. The other bonus about a sleepover is that we all tend to sleep better when we’re sleeping at a friends’ house. I don’t know why, but that’s how it is.

Happy Thanksgiving to those that celebrate the holiday!

 

 

Dear body

Dear body,

I know you have a mind of your own, but I need to get to sleep. You see, you and I have not been getting along well lately. How can I count the ways? There was the chipped tooth in my sleep. Yesterday it was weird pain in both of my shoulders when I woke up. Pray tell, what were we doing in the night? Never mind, I probably don’t want to know. Then there’s always the intermittent painful right leg that hampers me upon waking just about once a week. I think I know what that one is about, but, really, didn’t we already suffer enough when that actually took place live and in person?

So, how about we go to sleep, just normal boring sleep like a well-adjusted person? I know we’re not well-adjusted, but we can pretend for the night, can we? You see, here’s the thing, I like to be employed. It’s nice paying my bills, making rent, putting gas in my car, eating … I know, I can be so high maintenance. What can I say? I like the good life. But, in order to do these things I need to sleep RIGHT NOW. The bonus is that you get to do these awesome things with me. So, how about we turn out the lights, snuggle up with my stuffed Grinchy (I’m already in the holiday spirit!) and try to get some sleep? I’m game if you are.

In appreciation,

Beatriz (the inhabitant of said body)