Rip Van Winkle

What a Waste!

I’m not a sleeper. I don’t take naps, I go to bed late and wake up early. I’m too afraid I’m going to miss something.

When I’m stressed, I can’t sleep, when I’m angry, I can’t sleep and when I’m happy, I definitely can’t sleep.

I guess this is where we can also apply Road House.
“I’ll get all the sleep I need when I’m dead.” Oh how I love Sam Elliot. He’s such a sexy mother f—–.

I married a sleeper. He used to take naps after he got home from work, but not anymore. The poor guy is tired all the time.

How can you sleep? There’s so much to do, so much to see, so much to learn. Why sleep?

Okay, this is my short post. I’m off to school.

~Live Happy.

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12 thoughts on “Rip Van Winkle

  1. Mel~ Ya know, it's funny but I swear as I was typing this out, I thought of you and thought, THIS is where we differ because I remember reading somewhere that you liked to sleep. But I took you for a sleeper. 😉
    But while I'm visiting, there will be NO sleeping.

  2. Samantha~ Ha! For some reason, I can strangely relate that.

    Sylvia~ Yeah, well I'm fooling myself into thinking that as long as I keep working out, doing yoga, staying social, always learning, and doing some sort of service work that I'll remain young and energetic.

    My mother-in-law is 78 and is more active than I am. Travels more than anyone I know and has more friends than I could imagine.

    THAT'S how I want to be. 😉

    Thanks for coming by.

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