Note to self: Before taking an Ambien, make sure there is no possible way that you are going to get up 5 minutes after you take it and try to have conversations and make dinner for your boyfriend who just came home from a long day of work.

I guess I should explain...

The man worked 14 hours yesterday.  It was not expected.  He had been letting me know periodically during the day what was going on, and with every text and/or call, it was very apparent that he was not going to be home until late that evening.  It sucks, but it happens with his work.  It fact, it happens a lot.  So I guess when I say "It was not expected", what I mean to say is "It is always expected, but it was not what I was hoping for."  Let's just be honest...

Anyway, I had woke up early Sunday morning, ran errands, did a 
bunch of housework, made a big dinner and had my best friend and her family over to celebrate my Daughter's 15th Birthday (Yeah, that's right... I am officially the parent of a 15 year old... but that's a whole other post).  It had been a very long, very eventful day, and I was exhausted.  Actually, my body was exhausted.  My brain, however, was worried about my boyfriend and wondering when he would ever get home. 

I stayed up until about 9:30, even though I was pretty much in a vegetative state since just past 8pm.  I went and laid in bed, but couldn't sleep.  I just tossed and turned and worried about my sweets... so, at about 10 o'clock I decided to take an Ambien.  I went to the kitchen, grabbed a bottle of water, went into the bathroom, took the pill and was literally crawling under the covers when I heard the garage open.
  
Shit.

Typically, I only have about a 15-20 minute window before the Ambien knocks me the eff out.  So I thought, "Okay, I'll go out into the other room, conversate as much as I can, make him up some leftovers and say goodnight.  I can totally do that in 20 minutes or less."

Yeahhh... ummm... no.  I was totally kidding myself...

I vaguely remember giving him a hug and a kiss on the forehead as he sat at the kitchen counter and ate.  My next memory?  Waking up this morning.

So, you know your behavior was epic when you tell your loved one that you don't remember going to bed because you took a sleeping pill, and his response is "Well, that explains it..."


To see more sleeping pill confessions, check out this post:
http://mymessyhead.weebly.com/2/post/2013/11/tales-from-an-ambien-induced-coma-part-1.html

 





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