I awaken. I don’t know what time it is, but it seems to early to have to get up to pee. I won’t look at the clock because I might worry if I know what time it really is. I wait to see if I just go fall back to sleep.
On rare occasions I fall back asleep within a few minutes. On most other occasions I don’t fall back to sleep and as every normal person does in the middle of the night, I start debating with myself:
“Do I really have to pee? It seems early, if I get up now will I have to get up again?
" Can it wait?”
“If I move because I’m uncomfortable, will I wake up my husband? My cat?”
When I was young my middle-of-the-night self-doubt debates were meatier. They hinged on topics that would impact my life:
“Did I say the wrong thing at the meeting today?”
“What can I do to get ahead in the company?”
“Should I go for that MBA, or is it a waste of time and money?”
“Should I apply for that managerial position, or should I stay here where I love it want wait for a promotion?”
“Have I saved enough for retirement?”
“Should I have told my boss he had spinach in his teeth?”
Now all my self-doubt hinges on how my actions will impact my ability to get back to sleep.
“If I roll over will my hip stop hurting, or will it trigger my heartburn?”
“If I move, will it wake up the cat and he’ll want attention?”
“Should I pull that extra cover over me, or will I get too hot?”
“I’ve been awake a while now, should I give up and read my book?”
“Should I look at the clock, or will it worry me more if it’s only 1AM?”
“Why can’t I get back to sleep?”
“To Pee or Not to Pee? That is my question.”
Golly Sue, who knew! I love your blog.