I had the hardest time sleeping the other night.
I feel like a lot of stories could start that way. Though, most of them would be really boring stories…
I had the hardest time sleeping the other night. I tossed and turned in my bed. I couldn’t get comfortable. That shadow on the wall looks a little like a toothless clown. The end.
See? Nothing exciting at all.
But Friday night was a doozy. That toothless clown shadow? Turns out it was just the way the light from a car driving by hits the shirt draped over my bungee chair. Yeah, bungee chairs are a thing. An amazing thing.
I’m kidding about that being why Friday was a doozy, though.
Friday was a long day. I won’t go into the details. Just know that, by the end of it, I was headaching like I haven’t in quite some time. We’re talking a headache so bad that my vision blurred and my stomach churned. So I felt no remorse over taking a few ibuprofen (is the plural of ibuprofen ibuprofen or ibuprofens?) and falling asleep at approximately 6:30 in the evening.
It was glorious.
This, of course, led to my waking at 2:00 a.m. And not just the typical, groggy, I-have-to-stumble-downstairs-to-use-the-bathroom awake that I usually experience in the wee hours of the morning. I was wide awake. Like, it’s-time-to-get-ready-for-work awake. Except it was Saturday, so I didn’t have to get ready for work.
Anyway, the headache was gone. I love sleeping off a headache. The worst is when you fall asleep with a headache and then wake up with the same friggin’ headache. Yet again, I digress.
At 2:00 a.m., you find that there’s not a lot on the television to occupy your unsleeping mind. I mean, if I had the cable running up to my bedroom, I’m sure I could find plenty of things to watch on the 472 channels that Comcast provides us with. But that’s just not the case. I pick up two channels on my digital antenna. On a good day.
I haven’t managed to finish season 2 of Stranger Things yet. But I didn’t want to try to get into more of that, just in case this wide-awakeness wasn’t as wide as I thought it was. So I did some exploring. I have an Amazon Prime account, but I so rarely look to see what’s available to watch over there, what with Netflix and Hulu taking up so much of my TV bingeing attention.
Kids, I discovered something amazing. Amazon Prime now offers ancient reruns of game shows from the 1980s! So I got sucked into the world of Press Your Luck circa 1984. I lost count of how many episodes I watched. And I have got to brush up on my mid-80s current events. I am way off on a lot of this trivia.
I couldn’t help but laugh at the end of each episode. You typically have a returning champion who walks away with winnings from the previous show. You have a new champion who gets to take that show’s winnings into the next episode. And then you have the 3rd place guy who walks away with nothing.
No… I take that back… 3rd place guy is assured by an eloquent host that he’s not going home empty-handed. “We have some great prizes that we’re sending you home with!” That’s right, make it sound exciting.
“Jenny over here just got $15,000 and gets to come back tomorrow. Tom got $12,500 yesterday and gets to take that home. But they can keep their stupid money. I’m the real winner here. I got a mattress cover. And a candy bar. Oh, and a crock pot!”
Different time, 1984.