what do single, happy people stay up at night worrying about?

So, after a brutal allergy season (which seems to be continuing through the holiday season) I dragged my butt to the doctor...
...and left with three prescription medications which I am supposed to take for two weeks and then see him again.
I never take medication, I mean, sure, aspirin, over-the-counter allergy medicines, and a bunch of homeopathic remedies, but I never take prescription medication.
(I was going to write a paragraph about how much stuff I pump into Youngest but I am restraining myself as it will only upset ALL of us and we need to keep in mind that I did every known alternative therapy with him before we walked this path, okay?)
I did my eye drops, I used my nose spray, I took my tablet, I went to bed.
MY GOD.
(Here, also, I was going to say that trying to sleep was like the Bataan Death March, but the Wikipedia link was just too gruesome and I couldn't come up with a suitable alternative. Hey it's 2:28 am, sue me.)

And what am I thinking as I toss and turn?
You know you want to know...

Haircut at 9, which is good as I look like Paul in the early days, run to get flowers, lunch with M, and D, home to make cranberry bread FAST as guitar teacher is first recipient...no dinner...can they eat cranberry bread...free all day on wednesday, can that be? must make the cookies, can do it then...gah, music teacher, what to do, what to do...appointment for Youngest after school wednesday...no santa visit...town on thursday, damn those breads are not going to make themselves...still no shopping list for holiday meals...is K off the day before christmas eve? WHEN THE HELL IS CHRISTMAS EVE? That was so cute that priest at the doctor's...will post on it...must write post on gifts from Japan...maybe I can do breads now...no too noisy in kitchen...the damn faucet drips...it IS guaranteed...can't remember name of French faucet company...maybe plumber can fix it when he does bathroom...and that should be sometime in 2009...shit! Middle's concert is Wednesday night...haven't told K...where ARE his black concert clothes...floor of room...must put in laundry...should have gone with Bataan metaphor...would be much thinner if I were on a death march...I could do it...am very strong person...WHO AM I KIDDING, my arm is still killing me from allergist and I can't stop whining about it...okay, so, not a good death march candidate...wonder if they found those climbers yet...okay, can't get on world problems...must focus on the holidays...that homemade wrapping paper AINT GONNA MAKE ITSELF...

Comments

Anonymous said…
Good morning! Am in the same boat - up at 2 yesterday, 3 today. Lists, lists, lists. Hang in there.
Sinda
Miz S said…
That was really funny to read. Probably not so funny to DO.
Anonymous said…
i was having a simiar conversation in my head regarding all the unfinished christmas tasks , but mine was at 11:30pm and precipitated by a bout of acid reflux. i was thinking,"why did i make that hair appointment at 9am...?" hope you adjust to your new meds quickly and they bring you relief soon.

mom2
Kim said…
Yeah, see, this is why I love you.
Jan said…
This sounds like my internal conversation 24-7! GAH!
celestial opus said…
Whee! Blackbird's calm cool exterior has a hairline crack. Nice to see you're normal, but sucks to be you at 2:30 in the am. :)

(oh and in answer to your title it goes something like, I have to get up and go to the gym in the morning...did I set the alarm clock early enough...wait, where is my other alarm clock...ok, I'll set the phone...what if that doesn't wake me up...goddamn cat move...can someone turn the tv off...cat doesn't have opposable thumbs, damn...I have to buy a house...I have to get the car fixed...how much do you think that would cost...for both...can I quit my second job...can I afford an apartment without a roomate in my area...)
Angela said…
The good news is: In six days, the prep work will all be over, and you'll be enjoying Christmas with your family. And best of all, your hair will be fabulous with or without cranberry bread!
marian said…
I'm so far behind this year! Catching up is probably not even an option.
Paola said…
Yeah, I know what you mean. been there, done that, still do.
BUT, th isyear we're goign away for Christmas, me, hubs and son. I'll give it a try to see if we can relax instead of goin from home to home...it's also son's birthday on the 28th so I want to do something different for him.
KathyR said…
For the love of God/Gods/goddesses/whatever, go buy some wrapping paper!
BabelBabe said…
forget cranberry bread, just buy some gift cards. AND wrapping paper.

Sez the woman who was up at 5 baking apple cakes for the babysitter and preschool teachers.
Badger said…
Dude: COFFEA CRUDA. It is HOMEOPATHIC. It will keep your brain from doing that while you're trying to sleep. Get the 12c.

We use this several times per week -- me, DH AND THE KIDS.

I took it ON VACATION.

IT WORKS.

I'M YELLING AND I DON'T KNOW WHY.
raed said…
Homemade wrapping paper?!?

HOMEMADE WRAPPING PAPER?!?

..and I was pround of myself for having remembered to buy the gift bag with the book after having fought my way through traffic to Barnes & Noble yesterday at noon.

Serenissima...while I'm sure it would be beautful, you deserve a break. BUY some paper.,,but I bet you won't.

We love you....
MontanaJen said…
Dude. I was pretty calm until I read that.

THANKS A LOT, SISTER.




;)
Amy A. said…
Yowza.
ssheers said…
I hope you're feeling better.

Don't take one of those pills before bed tonight, OK?
Loretta said…
Sheesh.

Call doc - get new meds.

Cancel homemade wrapping paper.

Cancel breads and cookies.

Find bakery.

Breathe.

Get up at 6:00 a.m. and write all cards and address and wrap son's gift so he doesn't see them when he comes home and then after work, buy daughter's birthday gifts, figure out meal....

oh wait - that's my list!
Suse said…
Gah! Sleep better tonight sweetheart.
Eliane said…
Hehe, christmas! I was so happy yesterday. A friend invited me to her husband's birthday... December 25. Nobody ever comes to his birthday. But we will, yay, I am off the hook!
Anonymous said…
Pretty funny! We both have insomnia - I didn't see your post until after I wrote mine. Hope you slept last night!
Anonymous said…
Single internal dialogue at 5AM today:
I should just go ahead and go to the gym. Buttttt. I shouldn't because I volunteered to work a shift in the store today and I'll be on my feet all day and I still get so worn out. And short of breath. Is this normal? Should I call the doc? I wonder how much money I'll have left after I pay bills today. Let's see. (Insert mental calculations here). OH SHIT. I'm broke. What the hell am I going to wear today since I can't seem to keep up with my laundry? Oh, working in store...t-shirt and jeans. Why the hell did I sign up to work in the store? I'm on a deadline and now 2 days behind. Oh well, I have nothing to do this weekend except clean this fooking pigsty since I can't afford the cleaning lady anymore. Damn. Wonder if Angel is on TNT? Yep. I'll just watch that...

My word verification? GWBUT. Ha. That's really funny.