Blogs from an insomniac

So...I can't sleep...like ever.  James and I usually go to bed at 10 or earlier and I always fall asleep or at least cuddle until he does and then about 1 a.m. I need to use the bathroom and BAM!  My brain is on auto drive....Did I turn off the stove?  Did I change the laundry?  What should I make for dinner tomorrow?  Did I make James a lunch?  Did Andrew take a shower?  Should I write a new blog?  What should the title be?  Oh...figured out what to write about...repeat, repeat, repeat...it goes on for at least 3 to 4 hours.  What in the heck do you do about it?  I always get up, clean up the living room...read something, crochet something, facebook...etc.  It sucks!  Then the following day I am so exhausted I can hardly see straight!  UGH!  So, anyways...it is 2:58 a.m. and I am currently not sleeping.  I am really worried about the surgery I am getting ready to have...which is on Tuesday, yikes!...and not for the most reasonable reasons.  I am concerned that I may die...that my kids will not have rides to school...that they will drive James insane and he will be miserable...what on earth will they eat?...who will care for Cowboy (our dog) and Diva (our kitten) while I am away.  It is damn stressful.  So, I just don't friggen sleep and worry about everything I cannot control.  I feel like I am being self absorbed...i know that the lack of sleep and stress makes me emotional (which should be against the law since I am too emotional already) and therefore hard to handle.  Poor James!  Anyways...I am rambling and sound like a dork so I will stop.  I have vented...maybe I can get to sleep now!