Some Thoughts on Waking

Why does my ability to sleep always exceed the capacity of my bladder?
Why does chocolate never last long enough?
Why is the distance to a new roll of toilet paper just out of arms reach?
Why are the most profound thoughts I ever have so fleeting?
Why do we always have to learn the most painful lessons the hard way?
Why is it so helpful to read in the bathroom?
Why don't libraries forbid people to read public books in their bathrooms?
Why do I always have to wonder this while I'm reading a library book?

Okay so I was unable to sleep this morning because I needed to pee. I'm not sure where the chocolate one came in, I guess it's just always on my mind. (*insert Willie Nelson's voice here*)

Busy Sitting

All those of the male persuasion, can politely excuse themselves from further reading. This is a "girls only" topic. If you have ever had a urinary tract infection, you will know how miserable my day has been. I have been in and out of the bathroom a hundred times and sit for what feels like forever for the reward of the ever so slightest trickle. I haven't had one since before I had children - when a kind nurse told me once that I needed to get up immediately after......you know, and use the restroom. I have practiced this faithfully for almost 20 years have not had a bladder infection. I don't know how this happened. I'd like to meet that nurse in a dark alley - and no I wouldn't hurt her - but I would tell her that her plan has failed, and ask her what I am supposed to do now. I can't sit or stand or walk or lay or do anything that makes me feel better even the remotest bit. Ugh. Sorry......gotta run.......nature calls, but she is mocking me!