Ooh, I love a good "How do you…?" question.
Yes to the top sheet, tucked in at the bottom of the bed. I wear pajamas (t-shirt, loose boxers or pajama pants, no undies) and socks (which usually get kicked off in the night once I'm warm enough). M frequently complains that his feet are cold when we're going to bed, but refuses to wear socks to sleep. This I do not understand. I do like the room to be on the cool side, so that I feel all warm and snuggly under the covers, but I can sleep in warmer rooms too. No particular preference on position; I tend to move around a fair bit in the night, so it's just whatever feels right at that moment.
Do you have a brain quieting approach? They say it helps to shift your brain from words to images. Guided imagery (counting sheep?)
I don't do this every night, but sometimes if I'm having trouble quieting my brain, I'll try to get into a more relaxed state by letting images drift through my mind. So I'll just be lying there letting an image form in my mind, and eventually I'll realize, "it's a park bench," or "it's a hammer," or "it's my mom," and then it dissolves and I let the next one come. Usually a few minutes of that helps me zone out pretty well, and it can be fun to see what comes up.
I also liked hearing my parents talking or a party in the house after I'd gone to bed.
Oh yeah, I've always liked that sound as well. It's so comforting.
And if I leave my bed unmade or undressed in the morning, I have to straighten and make it before I get in it at night.
I do this too! Otherwise the covers are all askew, and one or the other of us will wind up clutching at the edge of the duvet while it hangs halfway off the other side of the bed.
I just finished reading an excellent book -- The Age of Miracles.
I've been thinking about reading this one, Kat. Did you like it? I thought about picking it up when I finished
Flight Behavior,
the new Barbara Kingsolver book, but that book made me so upset and paranoid about climate change that I decided I needed to read something that probably wouldn't make me feel like I was going to die.
Oh, sleepwear, I have a lot (just bought new PJs yesterday at Target, I don't need them, but purple Maleficent could not be denied), everything from lightweight cotton nighties to full-footie fleece pajamas. I just kind of cycle through it as weather, mood, and whimsy dictate. I like not getting dressed immediately when I wake up and saunter around doing stuff in my jammies, maybe with a robe, as long as I can.
I've never gotten in the habit of keeping water in the bedroom. I don't wake up thirsty in the night, though, so I guess I don't need to. I am thirsty when I wake up in the morning, but that's part of what gets me out of bed, I kinda need that...
Eta: I am generally no on sleeping in socks. I don't really like wearing socks when I'm awake. If I'm cold, I'm more likely to wear a hat to bed to stay warm.
I always have water at my bedside. Between my night time and morning meds, it is just easier.
When did your parents stop making a point of saying Good Night to you when you went to bed? The first time I went off to bed and my mother didn't come up to say good night I was around ten or so, and I laid there for a long time waiting. I finally went downstairs to say good night to her, and she looked surprised but said good night. I don't remember if she said good night after that, but apparently that was a sufficiently traumatic time that it marked me.
My parents never came to my room to say good night, not since Mom was reading the Little House books to me and my sister, but even then I wasn't in bed. We were a say good night in the living room and then go to bed family. And that's what we still do if we are sleeping in the same place.
Comforter and top sheet, both tucked in at the bottom. We all slept like that when I was growing up, so much so I was only vaguely aware there were other ways to make a bed.(It may have had something to do with the fact that Mom was in the Marines)
Cotton PJs or a flannel nightshirt, never socks. Falling asleep is odd. I lay on my back until I'm sleepy, then roll on my side to fall asleep. I always seem to wake up back on my back.
Don't remember when the folks stopped saying good night ni my room. Probably around the time they trusted me to actually go to bed on my own.
Do you have a brain quieting approach? They say it helps to shift your brain from words to images. Guided imagery (counting sheep?)
Oh, this one -- I have a few different things like counting breaths or singing rounds to myself (including humming out loud sometimes -- it regulates my breath), but none of them are image-based.
My house is full of Polish ladies. I had a groupon type thing for cleaning services and called this morning, and then they called me back like an hour ago and said they had an immediate cancellation. And it's not like I could say no, especially since the dog is still out of town and that's always the most complicated thing to work out. But I am
mortified
at the condition things are because I did not have a chance to do a pre-clean cleaning.
Relax, brenda, I"m sure they don't care. If they were going to hudge you, they'd be judging the your pre-cleaning job, too. This way you have an excuse.
I don't visualize, either. I don't have a very visual imagination in general. I like to imagine my body melting or dissolving, which seems kind of weird but does relax me.
My house is full of Polish ladies.
For a second, I thought this was part of the falling-asleep discussion.