Bitch, Whine, Moan, Whinge, Complain, Complain...*grumble*  

MissAnnThrope 56F
11679 posts
10/3/2005 6:41 am

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Bitch, Whine, Moan, Whinge, Complain, Complain...*grumble*

I had an absolutely sleepless night last night. I laid in bed for three hours. As I started to drift off, the Restless Leg Syndrome started. I have type 2 RLS, as a side effect of sciatica. I really do have to start going for acupuncture again. I stopped going when it was really hot out, as there was one window a/c in the office and it was an 8th floor office in lower Manhattan. Extreme heat and I don't mix.

For those of you not familiar with RLS, it's simple. As soon as you start to relax in that pre-sleep state, your legs start kicking gremlins out of bed. In my case, as I sleep on my abdomen, I end up doing backward kicks into the air. Which, I can sometimes fall asleep through, but when you have the comforter over you and your roommates cats holding it down on either side of you, this is a good trick.

Also, it got very foggy last night. It's still very foggy. Know how sound travels in the fog and is amplified? Every car and truck that went by sounded like it was coming through the apartment. It was too cool last night for the air conditioner, but too warm to shut the windows. Not that I'm sure that would have helped.

So, I finally start to fall asleep around 7 AM. OK, I can get away with sleeping until noon, that's not a bad nap. Then it happened. Well, two things happened...

First, the landscapers who do a lawn DOWN THE STREET have to park right in front of my building and start up the lawnmowers right outside my bedroom window. Not just the lawnmowers, but the hedgeclippers and weed whackers too. They start them all at the truck. Noise and the smell of gasoline. Joy of joys.

Next, I have new neighbors downstairs. Who started moving in yesterday. The truck arrived at 7:15. Movers are not known for being quiet.

I give up on sleep and get up. After I feel more alive, I decided I'm hungry. I'm in no condition to even make toast. So, I got dressed and went to the deli down the block.

I asked for a bagel with cream cheese. I have to ask, what is this trend of the past 15 years to serve bagels sandwich style? Some of us are old enough that we still want them open faced, with cream cheese on both sides. I got home, unwrapped the bagel and there wasn't even enough cream cheese for a half of a bagel, let alone an entire one. I mean, it was a translucent smear on one side, it wasn't even completely covered. That new girl really has no concept. It was like eating the bagel dry.

That's the other trend that's pissing me off. You used to get enough cream cheese on a bagel that you had to take some off. Now these places aren't even putting on as much cream cheese as they would butter. WTF?

Oh, the coffee? In spite of it only being 8:30 when I went over there, seems it was sitting for a while on the burner. It was burned. I miss the old owners of that place.

So kids, I have a question for all of you. When you suffer from a lack of sleep, do these little things get to you in a major way? I feel like I'm being a whiny bitch over this, but even after eating it, I'm still hungry.

God, I wish the trucks and noise would go away so I can get a nap. But I know what will happen when they do. Some asshole is going to forget s/he set the car alarm, right outside my window and spend 5 minutes trying to turn it off.

Anyone have a nice, quiet place I can crash for a few days?


digdug41 49M

10/3/2005 3:03 pm

hey ann it was just one of those days for ya that started the night before hope your able to sleep tonight

roaming the cyber streets of blogland


rm_PastingAway 55M

10/3/2005 4:55 pm

MissAnn, just say what you really mean, in as few words as possible. OK, i'll say it for you.

Are you ready?

L I F E S U C K S.

See how easy it is?

Repeat after me ... life sucks .... life sucks .... life sucks ....

Don't worry, it's easy.

MissAnn, after all, it could be worse. Your leg could be swaying to the beat of this ...

I rode my bicycle past your window last night. I rollerskated by your door at daylight. I'm starting to think that you're avoiding me. I'm OK alone but you got somethin' I need .... and..... I've got a brand new pair of rollerskates, you got a brand new key.....


MissAnnThrope 56F
11488 posts
10/3/2005 8:02 pm

Thanks digdug. I did get a nap this afternoon for about 3 hours. After the trucks left. After the new dog upstairs stopped yapping. After the cable guy left downstairs. Which really pissed me off. My roommate and I had to wait nearly a month for cable before they showed. These people got service the same day. And after the car alarms stopped going off.

Pasting, life sucks... life sucks... life sucks... Sorry, it's not making me feel any better. But Melanie lyrics? This is war, you know.


rm_sj365 55F
2414 posts
10/3/2005 8:51 pm

MissAnne - I DO have a quiet place you can crash...but I happen to live in Iowa..its almost always quiet here. You're welcome to it in exchange for an actual real life bagel or two.
As a native NYer living in the midwest, these people just do NOT get the bagel thing (or the pizza thing)... I keep trying to explain it: "Lenders frozen are NOT bagels!"
*sigh* they just dont understand


SensuousWoman3 55F
3106 posts
10/3/2005 10:25 pm

Chronic pain wears on your entire being--it is cumulatively undermining. I had never experienced restless twitching until this year–it has settled down tremendously–but there were times while at rest my body flopped all over the place–it is annoying! Top all that off with the lack of good sound rest and even the most minute things will get under your skin.

Sj365 ‒ I have to laugh at your Lender bagel story! Most people wouldn’t know a good bagel if it clunked them in the head. There are places in the Midwest that do have honest to goodness real bagels but you do have to know where to sniff them out–a Jewish Deli or proprietor is a good bet. I detest the bagels that are sold at the supermarket. They are nothing more than doughnut shaped white Wonder bread. They’re disgusting! I like a shiny, slightly tough outer skin, a chewy, medium-dense inside pockmarked with air bubbles–not too moist and not too dry. These DO exist!

So, Miss Ann, you take sj365 up on her offer of R&R and I’ll scoot some bagels over–complete with copious amounts of cream cheese. Hope you’re feeling better soon.


nietchze 43M

10/4/2005 11:19 am

Nietchze's key's to solving insomnia.
#1. Find and procure Nyquil. I recommned the old school green death flavor. None of that sissy cherry shit.
#2. Put your favorite sleeping clothes in the dryer.
#3. Read recommended dosage for Nyquil.
#4. Find and procure some version of pornographic media that you feel can get you turned on and climaxed in 10 minutes.
#5. Double the recommended dosage of Nyquil. Drink it.
#6. Maturbate.
#7. Get clothes from dryer. Put them on.
#8. If applicable, have a smoke.
#9. Get in bed. Fall asleep.


MissAnnThrope 56F
11488 posts
10/4/2005 3:41 pm

sj, alas, Iowa is a bit far for me at the moment. But if I can make it, tell me where in NYC you want the bagels from and I'll bring them. Just promise me you don't live among the children of the corn.

Sensuous, it's not so much pain as annoying. The pain comes from the sleep deprivation. This morning around 8, I was about to just get up and drag myself into the city and see the acupuncturist. I hate, hate, HATE needles. I have to be held down for a simple blood test. But this, every time, he's on the 4th or 5th needle before I even realize he's done anything but ask about the pressure points. Just as I was about to get up, I did fall asleep and ended up sleeping most of the day. And if I do get to take sj up on her offer, I will be taking you up on the bagel offer.


MissAnnThrope 56F
11488 posts
10/4/2005 3:48 pm

Son...

1. I never thought of Nyquil. Does it actually work? I do like the way the green almost looks radioactive.

2. I have to go to the laundromat down the street to do that. While I have permission from the woman who owns it to use it at any hour, even after closing, at 4 AM, it's kind of creepy in there.

3. So read the instructions, don't just swig from the bottle?

4. But has Johnny Depp done any porn reels?

5. So I really CAN just swig the Nyquil from the bottle.

6. Tried it, didn't work. But should you really be advising your ancient cybermother to masturbate? I thought kids didn't like to think about their parents doing that.

7. I would have to haul myself down the street after swilling Nyquil to do that. Can favorite jammies just be put in the microwave for a few minutes instead?

8. IF applicable? IF? When I do die and they cremate me, it's going to take about half the normal time.

9. Then the leg jerks start. Or does Nyquil have a natural muscle relaxant in it?


pseudohippie 49F

10/6/2005 1:59 am

To answer your first question, little things bother me whether I sleep or not, and whining is a wonderful pastime. I think it's a genetic thing.

To answer your second, you can come stay here!

...but you can't stay in the bed with us. (haha, sorry) You wouldn't want to, anyway, we both have RLS (which Dark calls "Jimmy Leg"). Cats sleep in the beds, though, so even the guestroom would be homey. Still, I have insomnia and neither Nyquil nor weed help; in fact, antipsychotics don't even work to cure my insomnia. We'd just stay up all night together, online on our respective computers, tearing the lesser mortals to shreds. Plus, the bagels in Philly suck. They rarely resemble a "New York Bagel," we have the same cream cheese/sandwich style issue, and to top it off, even when I ask for a double-toasted bagel, I can only see a hint of tan around the edges. Soft. Icky. Wrong. No one mows lawns here, I live in the center of Philadelphia, we don't have lawns. However, I essentially live in a construction zone (woohoo! the gentrifying ghetto!), so you'd have to expect hammering, shouting and calypso music at dawn.

I would, however, make you a damn good cup of coffee.


MissAnnThrope 56F
11488 posts
10/7/2005 6:04 am

Bad girl, Sassy. Weed is illegal. Now, thank you for your offer, but it doesn't sound very quiet. It sounds like here. The roomie gone half the time, her cats have to play fight with each other, not just on my bed, but on top of me while I'm trying to sleep. Then, the upstairs neighbors... They're the landlady's niece and nephew. They've either gotten a dog, or are dogsitting for someone's yippie little dog, that starts barking at 5 AM. Then, the one leaves for work at 5:30 AM, the other one doesn't realize hard wood and hard soled shoes aren't very nice at 6:30 AM for the people downstairs and as they're brother and sister, I am hoping to GOD that the banging noises in the master bedroom, right above my head at 3 AM are them building furniture.

pseudo, um, can I stay in the bed with Dark while you hang in the guest room with the kitties? Whadd'ya mean no? You bitch! Please? Now, I like the idea of hanging out all night and playing with lesser minds. We could convince them we are Goddesses, come down from Olympus. If they're stupid or high enough, that is. Now, there has to be a good bagel somewhere in the city. There has to be. But alas, the construction zone doesn't sound too appealing. I have enough street noise to contend with here, which never bothered me before. Hell, even the sound of the ceiling fan is bothering me in all of this. But tell me... MrDark lives in a nice, quiet neighborhood, right?


rm_MrDark71 46M
14 posts
10/8/2005 12:08 pm

awwwwMissAnn......
I too suffer from the Kramer named "Jimmie Leg". I guess it rocks me tired or expends my energies to let me sleep.Good thing the Hippie likes it...guess it's like a low frequency subliminal vibrator-LMFAO.............shhhhhhhh don't say I said that..."oh Hi Hippie"


pseudohippie 49F

10/8/2005 1:38 pm

Dark, you know I like high frequency vibrators!


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