Mom is always cold. She wants the electric heater in her bedroom. It's June. I tell her "When pigs or snow fly." She says she's awake at night because of the cold, so we've compromised. The electric blanket is my concession, 'cause one thing I know about is how "uncomfortable" lack of sleep can be.
After Mike died, it was months (like 24 of them) before I was able to sleep through the night. Over the last few months, I've made a few changes so the 2 a.m. wake up calls happen less often. Things like not eating after 7 p.m., no television or computer 1 hour before bed, and keeping my bedroom cool and dark all work pretty well. One thing that does not work well is having my little heat generator sleeping in my bed.
My daughter is a cop on the night shift. Her life partner sometimes works an overnight shift as well. This leaves my 8 year old granddaughter in my care...sleeping soundly next to me...while I write this blog at 4 a.m. The kid is a bed hogging furnace. What I should do is put her in bed with mom and shut off the electric blanket. Then maybe we'd all get some sleep.