Insomnia Mystery, Solved?

I have become prone to occasional evenings of insomnia. Once a week or so, I go to bed, and my brain won't settle down. I haven't been able to figure out a pattern.

I may have figured it out today. I think it is more likely to happen on an evening when I blog.

So what do I do? When can I blog? I am a worker bee, and NOT a morning person, so the evening is when I have free time and when my neurons are firing in sequence. Also, I am now a reformed citizen who does not open blog sites on the computer at work to sneak in a little blogging or subscription reading over my lunch hour.

Perhaps if I make sure to close the laptop, drink a glass of wine, and knit after I blog, I'll be able to untangle my thoughts enough to sleep. Comments, if there are any, can wait for the morrow.

I won't have any problems tonight. Last night I blogged, and could not sleep when I went to bed. I am exhausted, and it is (relatively) early.

I'm still going to make sure to knit, and drink some wine. On general principle.

Comments

  1. MarianneApril 8, 2008 at 2:30 PM

    Hmm... I blog when I have insomnia, but I never thought to blame the blogging ON the insomnia. You might be onto somnething. Blogging does get the mind going and is quite addictive.

    Marianne
    http://www.scifijungle.com is my other scifiweb site

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  2. Anita FiguerasApril 11, 2008 at 7:49 PM

    Marianne - my very first comment on this blog! Thank you!

    I have run in to this since I wrote this post. I think I am on to something here. It isn't the blogging in and of itself, it's the mental stimulation.

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