i got drunk 3 nights in a row.
wednesday night i helped mary weed through some of the clothes that have been in her closet since, like, 1991. (this is what we call the "what not to wear" syndrome, compounded by symptoms of "clean sweep".) we drank 2 bottles of wine that night. the two of us.
thursday night i was totally getting nervous about the impending hair makeover, and i had to go shopping for a new outfit because i just suddenly knew that everything in my closet simply wouldn't do. no, not at all. so after a quick run to the store i came home to ray and did a fashion show of my new purchases. and drank a bottle of wine.
then, of course, i drank too much friday night. the PR lady kept filling my wine glass... i had nothing whatsoever to do with it. i swear.
by the time i finally passed out that night i thought i would sleep like a baby... i'd been nursing these little wine hangovers for a couple of days and it was time to get rejuvenated, dammit!
but no. i got a mere 5 hours of sleep friday night before i woke up with cotton mouth and a pounding head. i got up to get a glass of soda and 4 tylenol, then i got back into bed... but i couldn't get back to sleep.
that's the thing about me: once i've woken up, that's it... i can never get back to sleep. i envy people that can do that. i swear, i think about it all the time... about how people can just fall asleep whenever they want and, like, stay that way for as long as they want. (case in point: ray slept for 13 hours friday night!! 13 fucking hours!!) but sleep is something i am apparently not very good at. i can try it on for size, but then it just seems like i want to return it for no good reason...
...unlike the outfit i bought thursday night, which was quite smashing, i thought. (it's what my "after" photo was taken in: a light blue blouse with a very plungy neckline.)
anyway. the weekend was pretty much a wash because of my lack of sleep. i was grumpy and aimless. and i have a headache right now to boot.
the best thing that happened this weekend (other than the makeover itself, of course) is that the director of the durham symphony called me on sunday and asked if i'd play 4th horn this season (in addition to my stage managing duties, of course). i said yes. i guess this means i have to start practicing.
Posted by xta at August 23, 2004 03:42 PMThat PR lady was quite an enabler - I had a pounding head the next day, myself :-)
Posted by: pinky at August 24, 2004 08:49 AMIf I'm hung-over and wake up early I can't EVER get back to sleep either. Maybe it's like punishment or something from the sobriety gods. I usually go ahead and get up and go eat salt directly from the shaker (or round up some french fries). With a soda. That usually helps.
Posted by: lainey at August 24, 2004 10:52 AMIt's normal: alcohol screws up your sleep patterns. You may go to sleep, but you won't stay there the normal amount or sleep as well.
Posted by: Joseph H. Vilas at August 24, 2004 06:48 PMI can always fall back to sleep. Not only that, I can sleep through any kind of noise - alarm clocks, construction outside, etc. And if I lie on my bed to read or watch tv, I'll often take an accidental nap. Then I feel angry at myself for sleeping too much.
Posted by: katie at August 25, 2004 03:23 PM