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.

Oh, I imagine lying on the beach and listening to waves crash, but that's audio again, not visual.

I think of...things. It doesn't usually matter what, just as long as it's not traumatic. The senses involved don't seem to matter. I think until there's no thinking happening anymore. However, as a chronic insomniac, that's a chemically assisted process. I'm pretty awful without them, and I handle a poor night's sleep really badly.

I do have the call the cleaning ladies again. The powers of the shower stall spray, if they exist at all, are taxed.

I will sleep in whatever. I would sleep in jeans and a butondown if I weren't concerned with having enough clean clothes to go around--as long as I took the belt off, anyway. I do like nightwear, I just can't always be bothered. I am in pink plaid jammy bottoms this week, though, and a thermal long-sleeved top--it can range from flannels to silk pjs, to slips, to t-shirts and workout pants. And, god, I have a lot of those.

Learning to remind myself "that is just a thought arising in your mind, it is not a threat that is happening right now that you have to deal with" (or more succinctly, "thinking") while meditating has also been helpful with trying to fall asleep. But I am far from insomniac, just occasionally a little hamster-brained.

I can sleep in street clothes, but i usually regret it when I do. SOmething gets binding, or leaves a mark, or just feels kind of sordid when I wake up. Part of the reason why I like having a drawer full of jammies is that it gives me extra motivation to actually change before falling asleep.

Eta: I think my silk pajamas need mending. I should do something about that when I get home.

Pajama pants annoy me because they bunch up.

I think I like pajama pants, but it's a lie, due to the bunching up. Also, I mostly only wear them in the winter, so I end up with flannel pjs + flannel pants (edit: I meant sheets!) = felt board.

Took a nap, had my first packing anxiety dream.

I love pajama pants, but not to sleep in. I'm all about the inside pants.

Bunching? Mine aren't bunching. I'm field testing right now. Is it a result of fabric or cut?

Sleeping in silk makes me sad because they're not as pretty the next night.