Sunday nightitus

Have you ever heard of ‘Sunday nightitus’? Well I am suffering with it a lot at the moment. I like to call in ‘Sunday nightitus’ but this affliction can sometimes happen on other nights too.

It hasn’t happened to me for a very long time. When I was working BC(before children), it was quite common, especially after holidays or prolonged time off work for whatever reason. This time it is happening every week.

Sunday night, I spend a couple of hours in front of the computer or the iPad. I stop work around nine thirty and I spend a half an hour or so watching something rubbish on the TV or catch up with a bit of reading. Usually I go to bed around ten or maybe ten thirty if I am feeling really rebellious and that is when this affliction strikes. I sink into bed, snuggle under the duvet and I can not get to sleep.

I try to get comfortable. I can’t. I wriggle and jiggle around and drive my husband mad (although I do see this in some small way as revenge for the many nights I have lay listening to his snoring!). However hard I try and however tired I feel, I cannot sleep. I close my eyes only for them to ping open again a few seconds later when some thought of something I have forgotten to do pops into my head. It is a nightmare.

I have tried to finish the screen work earlier. I have tried reading. I have tried drinking caffeine free tea. I have even tried counting sheep. All to no avail. When I have work on a Monday I cannot sleep on a Sunday night.

By about two o’clock I realise that this is not going to happen, so I just tell myself that I need to rest and relax and that is better than nothing. Usually at some point I go and fetch A who always seems to end up in her bed at some point during the night. If I haven’t dropped off by five, I usually get up and catch up with emails and blog stuff as I figure I may as well use some of my enforced awake time productively.

Amazingly even without sleep, I do survive Monday but somewhere around three o’ clock in the afternoon, an overwhelming feeling of tiredness hits me like a speeding train. Thankfully, I never work on a Tuesday and I can always guarantee a very good night’s sleep on a Monday.

Hopefully, as work continues, I am hoping that I will end up being so tired that I will be ‘cured’ of Sunday nightitus and failing that maybe one of you have experienced this and have found the cure. Giving up work; as one helpful friend suggested, sadly is not an option at this stage.

3 Comments

  1. Oh you poor thing! I have suffered insomnia from time to time, and it’s horrid. I sometimes find listening to talk radio works as the babble of voices blocks out my own internal monologue. Hope it goes away for you soon x

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  2. What a nightmare! I’m lucky not to suffer from this. My Sunday nightitus is just a feeling of depression and stress which can hit any time after lunch on Sunday and lasts through the evening until all the homework is done, bags are packed, house reasonably tidy, uniforms out etc. It is completely non-existent on the Sunday before a Bank Holiday!

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