I’ve been sleeping eight hours a night lately, and I must say that I feel a whole lot better. I’m not struggling to get up, I’m not yawning during the day, and I am smiling more. It really is true that you need a certain amount of sleep in order to feel better. Not everyone is the same. Some people only need six; others seven, but whatever that predetermined time is, you should make sure that you take it. I’ve noticed that people, who are depressed, on the Internet or workaholics, usually suffer from insomnia.

Last year, when I was severely depressed, I barely slept. From June til December, I was sleeping two hours or less. At first, it started affecting my mood. If you looked at me wrong, I was ready to take your head off. Then, I started getting debilitating headaches. From the time I woke til I went to sleep, I had to deal with excruciating migraines. In December, I dealt with severe blows in my life, and I started sleeping even less. While at a store, Isabelle jumped on my back, and I dealt with a month of not being able to walk cause my back felt as though it was going to break. Any other time, I would have been fine. However, because my body was shutting down, it couldn’t recover from it. It’s something that I never want to feel again.

I noticed that around Thanksgiving, I was sleeping less and less. The reason is that I remember how hard this time of year was for me last time, so I fear that it will happen again. However, I realized that I was fearing something that I would never allow to happen again. The mind is the most powerful part of a person, and it can help make things better or worse. I decided that this time, I want things to be better.

December has definitely started off with a bang. I wish that I could say in a good kind of way, but unfortunately, I can’t. First, I found out that people very close to my heart might need major operations for one thing or the other. I’m trying to remain positive, but being a person who usually sees the glass as half empty, it’s been really hard. If one of these people were to take a turn for the worse, I would be devastated. Let’s hope it doesn’t lead to hospital stays and that they fully recover.

Secondly, there is a huge water hole on my ceiling in the kitchen because of the renovations going on in the upstairs condo. The lady who lives there and I have already gotten into a heated spat, so I really hate that I have to deal with her again. I hope that the Contractor remains as nice and willing to help to fix the damage as he has been, or else the bitch in me is coming out. Tomorrow, I will have to call my condo association. Grr…..

The insomnia is still there. I have huge black circles under my eyes that keep getting progressively worse. It’s gotten to the point where the black circles are now bulging out. I need to call my doctor so she can up my sleeping pill dose to the point that it can knock down a horse.

The only good news is the coming of Christmas and the wonderful movies, songs, and events that occur in this wondrous time. I decorated my tree, and I am now buying everyone’s gifts. Here are some pics:

Here’s to sweet dreams and for wishes to come true!