Exercise and sleeping pills

After spending two agonizing nights at my moms house sleeping on what used to pass for a mattress, you would think that I would sleep like a baby upon coming home yesterday. But, alas, not me. I tossed and turned and flipped and flopped around for hours thinking of the work that I should have done that day in the office, the mess and laundry that had piled up in my absence (way to go boys, great job cleaning up after yourselves), and the fact that I couldnt sleep on my mind. The harder I tried to relax, the worse it was. Now thats a thought right? Should I really have to try really hard to relax? Isnt that defeating the purpose? I knew I had to be up and out of the house early, 6 am. Around midnight I gave up and got out of bed. I had a dull headache working now, a product of the stress and three and a half hour drive from Chicago. When I went to find some ibuprophen, I also discovered we had sleeping pills. Now, I am not a fan of taking sleeping pills. As a matter of fact, they usually just make me exhausted and still unable to sleep, wallowing around in a goofy haze. I decided to take a hint from the movie "Sleepless in Seattle" and only take a half of one. At one in the morning. (Am I the reason for those lengthy disclaimors that tell you not to attempt this at home???) Yeah, thats so not the best time for a sleeping pill unless you are planning on snoozing till noon! Then its off to bed! When the alarm unexpectedly went off what seemed like mere moments later, I sincerely overslept for about 30 minutes. I spent the next 10 minutes scrambling like mad looking for my gym clothes, work clothes, gym bag, shoes, keys, and of course my sanity. The entire morning was spent longing for a pillow and blanket. I tried to think of any excuse in the world why I should get to sleep and it would be allowed. I was so groggy and tired at the gym I was sincerely fantasizing about laying on the nasty MRSA filled mats and sawing logs. Just five minutes. Then I thought, well maybe I can lay down on the chair in the locker room and nap. Even after the workout and run (which were nearly impossible to motivate myself for) I was still tired and looking for an out. I have so much stupid office work to take care of, power points and tests and papers, oh my! There is no way I can just go home "sick" today. Dammit all. Even now as I scarf down my Zone lunch and vitamins I am still dreaming ever so slightly of leaving and napping. Of course I am now convinced since I have made it this far, I may as well stay the next three or so hours and just finish the day. I would like to think when I get home I can flop happily on the soft bed and drift away into slumber....but alas, reality says the kids will be hungry and have no clean clothes to wear tomorrow....and hubby dear is fishing. I guess this is good practice for the sleep deprevation portion of SWAT school. (I can barely wait to get a rifle in my hands under this fog of sleep deprivation.)