Wilmywood (as Wilmington is sometimes called) has struck again.

It’s always a good time when they film a pilot for a TV series….in your backyard.  The huge lights they used shined into our bedroom, it was lit like a stage.  At first I was really excited about it – so excited that I made The General accompany me through the woods to get a closer look at their rig.  We sat and watch for a couple of takes and then headed back home to bed.

And that’s when it started.  The screaming.  Apparently the script called for the crowd to go wild because I spent the entire night waking up every so often to the roar of people.  It was a near sleepless night, to say the least. But all in the name of film!

This was the source of my sleeping problems.

This was the source of my sleeping problems.



3 hours….

I have to be up to be up @ 0400 because I’m working 1st shift this weekend.  I’ve “slept” for 2 hours.  I didn’t get a REM cycle in last night.  It’s not going to happen tonight.  I keep tossing and turning….I finally just got up.

It’s going to be a long day.

For some reason, I’m in this weird phase where I can’t get into a good sleeping rhythm.  I really hope it ends soon.  A 60cc espresso drink is in my near future.  When does Port City Java open on a Sunday?

Katie is snoring.  Maybe  I should go back to bed?