Insomnia? I'll sleep on it!

I have had real trouble sleeping lately. It goes like this.....I can't get to sleep..... I worry about how late it is and how early I have to get up....The worrying makes it even harder to sleep....I lie awake wishing I could get to sleep....the more I lie there the more grouchy and irritable I get which in turn worsens the problem....I fall into a light sleep for a couple of hours max before my alarm goes off and spend the next day tired, grumpy and hoping I get a better nights sleep that night....which makes me so anxious to get to sleep that the pattern repeats itself!!


This is not a new experience for me. Throughout my life whenever I have had something on my mind I have struggled to sleep and been plagued by the seemingly endless cycle of sleepless nights. This time I am determined to break the cycle so I am trying out the thirty minute rule: If you lie awake for more than thirty minutes you get up and do something for thirty minutes before going back and trying to sleep. 


So this is part of my thirty minutes. I just cleaned the bathroom and tidied the front room to save me a job in the morning and now I am writing this and having a drink. Fingers crossed I will get a good nights sleep after this. But if not I'll be back and will probably take my nail varnish off and re-do it ready for the weekend! And if that fails I can always do a bit of knitting or read a book. 


Bon Nuit (I hope!)
xxx

Spooky Fun

I've got a wee bit over excited about Halloween this year and my flat as become the Halloween equivalent of Santa's grotto! There's skull tinsel, an inflatable pumpkin, blow up spider, skull, witches hats, cobwebs, blood hand prints, a cauldron, and body part sweets! It's pretty over the top but I love it. It has definitely cheered me up! 


Next on the to-do list is to make a halloween play list on the laptop and get some booze! Wooooooo!!!

Everyone better bloody turn up!!!

We’ve all heard the horror stories. For some, the mere thought of it is enough to send them into a panic attack. Others barricade themselves in their rooms for hours on end, willing it to go away. Some are driven insane by it. The mention of it can leave you cold......

I am of course talking about the dreaded seating plan. The bane of every bride-to-be’s life. Or so I thought.  Actually, I got it pretty much sorted on the first attempt! There have been a few minor alterations since after discussing it with my parents and then later in a lot more depth with the groom.  An hour of reshuffling and it was done. Off the hook!

I really don’t know why people stress so much about it, but maybe I am just lucky to have gotten off so lightly. I guess it was made simpler by the fact that it is mainly family only, and I have a relatively simple family to work around. The in-laws were a bit more tricky-there are LOADS of them, and lots that I still have yet to meet(!). So they made up the bulk of the re-jigs.

The few friends we have got coming to the wedding breakfast didn’t pose too much of a problem either.  Due to the small number of friends invited many don’t know each other and so are invited in couples and the singles all have at least one close friend to sit them with. There were the odd few old rivalries to consider and people to be kept at a distance but no major issues.

I am definitely bragging now and feeling rather smug about having done the table plan before I have even done the invitations......Everybody better bloody turn up because I’m not doing it again!!!!!

The bad times remind you to make the most of the good

One minute I was lying on the sofa under a duvet watching Jane Eyre,  trying to persuade my fiancé to make me a cup of tea whilst stuffing my face with M&M’s, and my biggest worry was  what to have for lunch the next day. Then WHAM. My world was turned upside down.

Sometimes life deals you bad card. Some unexpected and horrible news that makes you question everything that has ever gone before. Putting a brave face on is easy, just tune into to your inner actor and if you pretend for long enough you really will start to believe everything is fine. The challenge isn’t coping. The challenge is finding the silver lining and decoding the lesson you are meant to learn.

They say no good deed goes unpunished, and when bad thing happen to good people it can certainly feel that way. But if you focus on this then it is easy to wallow in self pity or spend so long cursing your bad luck that you forget to create your own good luck.

Life is what you make it, and sometimes the bad things are a way of reminding you to make the most of every second. Sure you might be looking forward to that big holiday next year, but don’t wish away the time leading up to it because you might miss out on something even better.

I won't go on but I'll finish by saying that my mum is the strongest woman I have ever met and I hope I can do her proud by being just as strong myself. <3