Night Rambling

Where sleep is concerned, I am The Princess and The Pea. You know, that princess that could feel a pea under the mattress, and even under many mattresses? I forget the tale, really, just that she couldn't get comfortable. 

I get into bed. I am picky, because the sheets need to be tucked in right so feet don't stick out unless I want them sticking out. I hate waking up with cold feet. Everything must be smoothed properly, too. I feel every wrinkle. Pillows (4 of them!) must be arranged just right or else my neck gives me grief. 

So now you know why it's 2:30 am and I am sitting here writing a silly blog post.

I am actually planning a good one, about dolls.