hate it

I hate it when I can't sleep.

I didn't go into bed until after 11:00 last night. Read my book for a while, then finally crashed.

Woke up a couple times because the cats weren't getting along all night. Then the divorcing neighbors had a blow up (he got mad over something he thought was his).

I started to wake up around 5:15 this morning. Tried for about a half hour and never could fall back asleep.

I went down on my Lyrica. I will go back again to the 300mg to try and calm my legs down at night. After I bring a haul of stuff up the Fountain Hills, unload, unpack, it'll be bedtime on an uncomfortable mattress.

This is going to be a sucky weekend.