What is it that happens to us in our, oh let's say 40 and over years that makes it so darn hard to get a good nights sleep?
My bed is perfect. It's fluffy with a feather bed mattress that supports the natural points of the body. I don't have a TV in the room. It's dark and I turn the A/C down so it's cold when my night sweats (yes I'm 41 and they've started) come on. Yet, as David sleeps like a darn log, I wake most of the night telling him to shut up, roll over, or wake myself up from shouting out the stresses of the day.
Sure wish I could be like a bunny. Razzy has found his perfect resting, sleeping, lounging area in a basic brown paper bag from the grocery store. Good thing there is still the paper or plastic choice around here. Good beds are hard to find, so is a good nights sleep.
Wishing you all the best sleep. Well all you girlfriends anyway. Men never seem to have an issue. Dorks.