I'm recovering from my latest cold/cough/congestion episode. I haven't been that sick in a long time and I hope it's a while before I am again. My coffee table was just covered in medicine bottles, packets, cough drops, juice, tissues, you name it. It was like having my own little CVS in my living room. Ah yes, Oklahoma now has CVS, which until now I had only seen on the East Coast. Their prices aren't any better than Wal-greens but it gives me some place different to shop.
I'm trying to finish up my admissions statement for my application to OU. It's a silly little requirement but I haven't felt like doing it, so I'm approaching the final hour. It should be easy--it's basically a brag-about-yourself paper, but tie some social work experiences/lessons in with it. Boring.......I have promised myself to have it done by Thursday. We'll see.
And yes, I'm having trouble sleeping. Part of the problem is the cold medicine; it hypes me up and keeps my brain buzzing. Now I understand why meth is made out of Sudafed. Even when I go to bed early, I just lay there (lie there? lay there? oh who cares) and think about all the things I could be doing. So, I get up and next thing you know I'm painting the bathroom. I seem to paint best late at night...go figure. Once I fall asleep I'm fine. It's just getting to sleep that's the problem.
If anyone has suggestions that are non-medication related I'd love to hear them. Please, no counting sheep. I lose my place and have to start over.
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