… because I drank it, of course! A whole bottle of wine, by myself. Yes, I was drunk. And then I cursed myself. “Oh, I’m going to sleep GOOD tonight!”
Not so much.
I went to bed at 9. woke up at midnight (with a splitting headache).
Husband was sawing logs, so I came out to the living room to sleep on the couch.
I am apparently back to my normal “nap” routine. Sleep 2 or 3 hours, wake up. Rinse and repeat.
Time to get a different sleeping pill. This one is so done.