I horade my ambien and only use them when I desperately need a good nights sleep and doubt I'll get it naturally or with the help of Melatonin. Last night was one of those nights. I'd loaded up on coffee and tea to stay alert for Lost. Let's face it, it's not like it helped, my head still felt like I'd been tossed around the room for the last 20 minutes of the show. Serriously, what is going on?
Anyhow, I took the Ambien and read myself to sleep - deep uninterupted sleep despite any noises from Tom or the dog. My blissfull rest was destroyed at 4 something this morning by the dumb cat meowing to get into the room. She had been staying in the room all night, but now doesn't want to - yet howls in the hallway to be let in when it's convenient for her. I locked her skinny ass in the basement and tried to get back to sleep - but that just didn't work so well. The thing is, I'm a cat person, I much prefer them to dogs, but they're both driving me crazy lately. Judy howls so loudly constantly, and Savannah is too neurotic for her own good.
Ok, enough of the crazy cat lady rant. Time to get the kids up and start the day.
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