To all my friend's who know my sleep patterns: I know you're shocked. See, I sleep anywhere from six to twelve hours a night. At sleepovers, I am the one to crawl in bed while the others are sharing deep, dark secrets. I need my sleep, and though it may take me a while to get to bed, it takes me way longer to get out of bed. I could sleep all day. But I guess sleeping at NIGHT is a different story.
Last night, I climbed in bed around 11:00, calculating that I would have eight and a half hours rest before VBS started the next morning. For a while, I just laid there, not really thinking about anything, just waiting for sleep to seize me. Soon I realized that I need to see Mrs. Murphy (Cheaper by the Dozen, anyone?) so I got up and checked the time on my way out. Expecting it to be 1:00 or so in the morning, I just about fell over when I saw that it was actually 4:30. In the morning. How I could've laid there for five hours without being bored out of my mind is beyond me, but I know that I had not fallen asleep when I got up to use the bathroom.
Needless to say, I tried everything in my power to catch a wink because I knew I had VBS in the morning. I kept telling myself, "If you fall asleep right now, you will get three hours of sleep," then "two hours of sleep," then "one hour of sleep." Finally, after many tears, getting in Mom's bed, frantic prayers, drinking sleeping tea, getting in Lizzy's bed, frantic prayers, getting in Becky's bed, and turning on soothing music, I gave up. Sad, but true. No sleep for me.
Oddly enough, I was full of energy for VBS. I had told God earlier in the morning that I knew I wouldn't make it if He didn't strengthen me. I begged Him for enough energy to dance and sing on the stage without dozing off, and honestly, He did it. Ironic how our VBS theme is all about standing strong with God through challenges. I guess my life is more of a testimony this week than I realized!
The exhaustion is starting to get to me, so I'm going to sign off before I fall asleep and start writing in my sleep (that would be entertaining, but it wouldn't make sense and would probably somehwhat resemble my wacky dreams.) Off to take my power nap. Hoping I can sleep this time...
"If you're worried and you can't sleep, just count your blessings instead of sheep. And you'll fall asleep, counting your blessings." Irving Berlin
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