I wake up periodically throughout the night and have to remake the bed. It's not enough to just switch positions. I have to get out, take off the sheets, straighten the feather bed, refluff pillows, realign sheets, then fuss with the pillows for a good long while getting them just right and *then* I can get back in and sleep again.
I knew it was a good thing not letting the cat sleep with me last night. He would have been a further incumberance.
I remade the bed at least 4 times last night. The most memorable at 4:30 this morning when I had to get out and remake it even though I'd just gotten IN IT from remaking it.
is that what it is? Am I obsessive compulsive and the symptoms only show when I'm on downers?
Thing most of you don't know about me:
Elementary school. Horribly withdrawn, exceedingly shy.
I spelled words. As the teacher talked, I spelled the words she was saying as she said them. Not out loud, of course. In my head. Somehow, it made being talked to easier.
but only under duress or meds? heh. I think not.
We'll just chalk it up to weirdness. ANd keep the freakin flexeril away from me unless it's MUCH later in the night. Going to sleep at 1:30 was an interesting change, but I woke up at the same time I always do, so I don't think it accomplished much.