The Insomniac Ramblings

Originally written 24 July 2010

Well it is 1:20 and no trip to Sleepyville on the horizon. I'm tired. I'm cranky. I've had a busy week and one of the dogs is missing. So I'm worried. I wouldn't mind if I knew what happened to her.

I'm not overly fond of this dog so I don't mind if someone picked her up. She did get out of the house, it wasn't like someone came into the yard and stole her. She may be lost and tired and hungry. I hope she has a new home instead of being lost and alone. I feel guilty since I'm the one who left the door open.

She won't come when we call her when she is outside. For some reason we do not have good dogs that stay in the yard close to home. They bolt first chance they get. I've looked for her, but since she won't come and is much faster than me it is a lost cause.

The Child of the House didn't bat an eye when she found out the dog was missing. So I don't have to deal with that. But I am experiencing guilt and a bit of worry. What if she runs out into the highway and gets hit. What if she runs outi into the highway and causes a wreck? These questions are causing me to dread even trying to get to sleep.

Maybe if I drank I could have enough alcohol to get me to sleep. Of course I never want to start being dependent on alcohol so I won't even start that. It would be entirely too easy. The alcoholic insomniac - what a wonderful life that would be. No, I'll simply suffer through.(Which is why I only get 7 Ambien when I need them. I so could (and have) abuse them when I have 30 at a time. )

I went to that baby shower. Oh, the food. There was so much food. Probably 20 women there and they each brought enough to feed 5 people. I got lost on the way there. I drove around the wrong end of the lake for 30 minutes before realizing I was never going to get to the house number I was looking for and must be on the wrong road.  What was supposed to be a 15 minute drive ended up being an hour. I was 45 minutes late and steaming mad at the county road department for their lack of signage. I had even Mapquested before I left the house so I would have proper instructions/directions. Can I get another OY!

Well, I've typed for 20 minutes now. I did let the remaining dog in and out. I kept a good eye on him. He actually belongs to the Child of the House. She might get upset if this one got away. Nope, he doesn't stay in the yard or come when called while outside either.

He did bark as if some thing was out there If it were the other dog she would have come to him.

I suppose I don't mind rambling on and on here because people have the option to read it or leave it.
Now before I get maudlin I'm going to go. Maybe I should look into a "Rambilngs of an Insomniac" blog.

Instead the blog ended up being called :The Insomniac Ramblings."

*Some parts of the original post removed or re-written to protect privacy of others.