I can't sleep, I'm bored, and I can't believe I'm posting this

[CreamyLady]

Okay. I've been up since 2:30 a.m. I've tried everything except sex; logistically impossible.

I've had a shower, I've been reading -- Nora Roberts, Boethius, my daughter's statistics text. I've fed the cat, found that none of my contacts on ICQ are on, and now I can't find anything to do with the dark and I'm BORED.

Help!

 

[Bobtoad777]

ARe you wanting to go to sleep or do you want to stay up?

 

[Merelan]

Poor love. No sex? Yikes!!! But that usually just wakes me up anyway.
Quit trying to sleep. Shut your eyes... finish reading this first... and begin telling yourself a fairytale. In detail. As detailed as you can. Like Rapunzel, Sleepy Beauty... no, not the damn Disney versions.
Sometimes that works for me.

 

[CreamyLady]

I suppose stay up. The sky is getting lighter, sort of, and my brain is running. Sort of.

 

[Merelan]

In that case skip the fairytales and clean out that hall closet. It's a mess!

 

[CreamyLady]

Merelan -- let's not get drastic!

 

[Cheri]

If it were me, I'd resolve myself that I was up for a while and go do something constructive...like laundry or clean the fridge. Try to do physical things so that later, when you're most exhausted, you can lay on the couch surrounded by the newspaper flip on a old movie on TNT and drift of to sleep. Sunday afternoon naps rock my world.

 

[Merelan]

Just a thought... or how about those boxes in the basement? The ones you never unpacked.

 

[CreamyLady]

The unpacked boxes are in the garage, behind the landlord's wall of junk. I don't feel up to moving six doors, about 20 gallons of paint, and 70 boxes to get to mine.

I could sort laundry, but what is this cleaning thing? I'm domestically challenged . . . cleaning is something the elves do for other people.

 

[Merelan]

In that case, write us a story. Nothing long, maybe even just a personal experience. Or a fantasy you have.

 

[CreamyLady]

A fantasy?

Hmm . . .

To be able to eat as much chocolate as I wished with no consequences.

To have a well-trained staff of elves.

To be able to wake up every morning with my lover, and start the day properly. It just isn't right starting a day without giving him oral, and once a week is not enough.

To be able to relax as completely as the cat in my lap.

To have my own washer and dryer, and never have to transport laundry again.

My fantasies are mundane, I'm afraid.

 

[Merelan]

There is nothing mundane about your fantasies, they are yours.
That makes them special and unique.
I wish I could help with them. I agree with the first one big time. And would love to be able to wake up every morning to my sweetie. Be able to start the day by giving him the pleasure he deserves.
And don't get me started on the laundry.

 

[CreamyLady]

I won't get you started on the laundry. I actually do have to deal with Tide Mountain at some point today, but the cat in my lap is allowing me to put it off.

Actually, he's very limp, and warm, and inducing curling up thoughts. I think I will join him.

 

[Merelan]

Good girl.... drift off to sleep, dreaming of chocolate, sexy men, and warm loving...

 

[Dudley]

Different Confederacy, To Be Sure...

Creamy, you may be the only person other than Ignatius Reilly who's ever actually read Boethius...*g*

 

[CreamyLady]

I can't be alone in this. Clearly O'Toole had to have read it too. (I did enjoy Confederacy, by the way.)

I loved Philosophy; she was so bracing, and refused to let him feel sorry for himself; forcing him to use his intellect to work through the problem.

Probably the best possible use of the intellect on record, in my humble opinion.

 

[Dudley]

I can't be alone in this. Clearly O'Toole had to have read it too. (I did enjoy Confederacy, by the way.)

I imagine he did, but I guess we'll never know.

Lest I give the wrong impression, I certainly haven't. Hell, I'm muddling my way through Buddhism Plain and Simple.

 

[CreamyLady]

It may not put one to sleep, but bucking a person up through difficult times, The Consolation of Philosophy cannot be beat.

It isn't long, it's clearly written, and you might want to give it a try when your brain is feeling gooey.

 

[Dudley]

My brain often feels gooey. Next time, I'll give it a try. Thanks.