So I’m a very sensitive sleeper. I have sleep issues. Lots of them. Frankly, I am a weirdo when it comes to sleep. From night time teeth grinding to very vivid dreams that I can I recall with clarity and torture my husband with in the morning to recurring night terrors (actually a sleep disorder) to chronic insomnia, I do not sleep easy. I just do not. I could really and truly be on a bed of roses and I’m sure all I would feel would be the thorns.
I am emphatically picky about pillows. I have spent too much money trying to find just the right pillow. Can’t be too lofty, can’t be too goosey, can’t smell funny, can’t be too lumpy, can’t be too hard or too high or too low or too… well, you get the point. It has to be just perfect. I don’t think I’ve found just that pillow yet but I’m sure I’m whittling my way down through all the options so I am guaranteed to figure it out eventually I think.
In a similar vein I am intricately aware of how dark or light a room is. I really prefer to sleep in pitch blackness or as close to it as possible. I hate nightlights and slits in curtains or flashing toothbrush chargers beaming their beacons from the bathroom. I hate street lights that burglarize us in the night by way of the windows and then manage to wind their way around corners and down otherwise darkened halls to curl their incandescent fingers around the doorway to my bedroom and undeviatingly smack dab in the middle of my retinas.
I must be part gremlin or something but I really do not like light anywhere in the vicinity of my eyeballs at night when I am trying my best to fall asleep already. Unless you too suffer with onset insomnia you might not understand the frustration that this can be.
Each night since we have moved into this house I have cursed the home security system that was in the house when we bought it. I mean, it’s a nice feature and all and I suppose that if we actually activated it, it would maybe make me feel somewhat safer. I like that it tells us if a door is opened. But I have hated it. I have cursed it on a nightly basis. The reason why is that we have a control panel for it in our room, one on which it is impossible to turn the little green light off (the one that lights the digital display). Okay… maybe perhaps it’s somehow possible to turn it off (and to set the clock for that matter) but we do not have the owner’s manual or whatever it is that tells one how to accomplish these seemingly simple tasks.
Each night the security panel shines its radiant beams of intense green light directly into my eyes and it makes falling to sleep all the more difficult. Not a problem when your eyes are closed but strangely enough, through all my efforts at figuring out how to get to sleep I have found that trying to force myself to keep my eyes opened is one of the few sure ways to help me get to sleep.
Every night I have thought about making some sort of little security console cozy. Something that was elastic around the edge. Something that was dark in color so as to completely block out the light. Something that to my mind didn’t exist. Something that I would have to make some sort of ridiculous sewing project out of (for if you really knew my sewing abilities, sock monkeys notwithstanding, you would naturally assume the end result to look somewhere in the neighborhood of ridiculous.)
But tonight I had a revelation. I had just the thing. And the answer…. oh, the answer to all of my night time troubles… well, at least one of them was being run through my washing machine and dryer on a daily basis. How could I have been so daft? How could it never have struck me before? The answer was lying in my little boy’s dresser just across the hall.
And they all lived happily ever after.