I don’t usually have a hard time falling asleep, fortunately. I was taking Trazadone for a while to help me sleep, because when I started taking Sertraline it was harder for me to sleep. However, it made me be half asleep for about six months so I stopped taking it.

Now I sleep fine, but the other night I took a melatonin. A good night sleep keeps us healthy and keeps our life insurance quotes down. And I do love my sleep. Nine hours or so a night is what I like best!

Anyway the melatonin seemed like it made it so I didn’t remember my dreams as well. I thought it was rather odd. As I do like remembering my dreams! So I might experiment with it for a while, and see if I can still dream when I take it.

Tonight, I want to get a good night sleep. Mainly because I am doing agility with my dogs this weekend. I’m considering getting a softer mattress. The one I have is very firm… though not as bad as some of the ones I have slept on in hotels, mainly a recent trip to California.

So I’m considering getting a new mattress. Something soft that will support my back and my neck. Something I don’t have to travel to find… like the nice soft mattresses in hotels! Instead of the firm ones. And risking loosing luggage… I hate loosing luggage when I travel! Maybe Zero Halliburton would help!

Anyway… what kind of mattress do you have, soft or firm?

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Okay, last night’s dream is just about gone. Dangit… it was a man, again, though now I don’t remember who, where, or why. Maybe some weight loss pills would jog my memory… but I’m not so sure about that.

I remember waking up in the middle of the night and going to the bathroom, and remembering my dream, and trying to convince my brain to keep the memory of the dream until I woke up. But now, it seems to be gone. Darnit. I like remembering my dreams and no matter how much I sit here and try.. it’s not coming back.

Oh well, there’s always tonight!

Gads! I was so busy yesterday that I hardly had time to do much. I got up… was going to blog about my dream, then had to get dog treats ready, dogs ready, gear ready… etc, and I spent most of the day doing obedience training. It was a lot of fun though and I don’t regret it at all.

Anyway I did have a dream about Rodney on Stargate… and it was a good dream and now, of course, most of it is gone. Bah. That’s a bummer because I really wanted to remember it. I am strange in that when I try to remember old dreams, I tend to remember the ones I blogged about better, so when I try to remember the dream about Rodney I tend to put in other dream bits instead.

Oh well.. such is life. The dog things were fun, today I get to go play flyball with three of the dogs… and try to remember how to lose weight, and not eat so much when I’m out of the house!

This is not, actually, a dream… rather it’s a sleeping position. I seemed to have had a fairly dreamless night last night. I think I did dream something, but when I woke up I didn’t remember it and so I won’t fret about my lack of remembering.

I did wake up sleeping on the edge of the bed… in fact, it was about one foot worth of bed. Okay maybe two, but not more than that. When it’s cold at night (and I like to sleep with it cool) my dogs Lucy and Levi love to press up against me and sleep there all night.

I love the contact and so I don’t move them. However, my legs tended to be asleep when I woke up this morning, which was not fun. And yes, I do sleep quite comfortably in two feet of bed space with the dogs taking up the rest of the Queen sized bed.

Maybe doing some budgeting and planning would help the dogs and I optimize bed space.. but somehow I don’t think so. The dogs like to take what they can, and usually they get away with it.

Well pooh! I love saying pooh, so I’m saying it again. I haven’t had any dreams lately… I wonder if it is because I stopped taking the Trazodone cold turkey. I posted about it on my other blog. And I’m having headaches, too, so I’m probably having withdrawals from the Trazodone even though I’ve read it’s not physically addicting.

But who knows. I only know how I feel, and that’s not great. Fortunately I’ve been sleeping fine. I don’t remember my dreams from last night, but I slept for about 10 hours. I love to sleep. On this nice lazy weekends I go to bed when I’m tired, which is about 9:30 pm, and I get up when I wake up, which is about 7 or 7:30 am. The dogs don’t like me to sleep much later than that because it’s breakfast time. So I’m getting a lot of good sleep this weekend.

Maybe I need some luxury watches to set an alarm to wake me up earlier… naw. I love my sleeping in weekends!

Well, I have been sleeping well the last few nights, though I haven’t dreamed much. Which I miss. I stopped taking Trazadone to help me sleep because, at long last, I figured out that it was messing me up doing the day and I was feeling pretty rotten.

I don’t have a plasma lift console to sleep on.. which is just fine with me! But I’m liking my new mattress and bed. And Muffit, our newest family member, has been sleeping with me which is fun. He is a snuggler boy. Border collie, most likely, maybe some sheltie in there? Not sure but he’ll be fun to do flyball with!

Anyway.. sweet dreams all!

Hmm.. some memories from last night.. I was camping, and trying to take a couple of the dogs for a walk. Lucy and Levi, I think.. oh wait, maybe not.. Tatum and Tony? Now I don’t remember. But one of them got off leash and I panicked, so it must have been Tatum.

But it was nice and green and wet, which was okay, because it was better than the winter cold here!

I hope I don’t have bad dreams the next while.. we think Lucy, our 8 year old collie girl, might have cancer. And that is just breaking my heart. If this blog is slow to update, that is why.

That place between Sleep and Awake. A line from Hook sticks in my memory. Because I do get stuck in that place, quite often, and it’s really hard for me to pull myself out of it a lot of the time.

I just wallow in that place for the longest time until I force myself to come fully awake. Even after a nap. While sleeping on my mattress or on the couch. Doesn’t matter.

And, I will be going out of town for the next few days, won’t be back until Sunday, so this blog will probably be sleeping until then!

Oh no! When I had to get up to go to the bathroom last night about 2am, I know I was having a dream. Dangit.. it was interesting, too. But now it escapes me. Dogs… it was about the dogs, I remember that. And I think flyball… perhaps about the Townhouse my flyball team, the Thunderpaws here in Utah, is going to rent in Vegas when we go to a flyball seminar, our captain found it while looking for Vegas hotels…

Hrmph. It really bugs me when I don’t remember a dream, especially when I know I had one!