A Simple Light

Here's the deal: I am a good sleeper. I bet my parents loved raising me when I first came home from the hospital, because I am sure I slept well.

I can fall asleep in probably 5 minutes on a bad night, probably 3 minutes on average. I really don't even have to be tired, I can just fall asleep on the spot. Also, I can sleep on almost any surface in almost any position. Pretty much, I can sleep no matter what the condition.

Since I finally unpacked my room, I had trouble falling asleep. And not just trouble for me, but trouble for the average human. Take Sunday night for instance: I finally fell asleep just after 6 a.m. knowing I had work in the morning and things to get done. I couldn't explain why I just couldn't sleep.

Monday night was a similar story. I played musical sleeping surfaces with the futon, my bed, and the loveseat. I finally conked out on the futon and the rest of the night was history.

Last night, I was determined to get to the problem to my insomnia. What on Earth could be causing it? I gave up after trying to think of the problem, hoping I could fall asleep somehow. As I lay my head on my pillow, I realized I was extremely annoyed by the lights on my printer, flashing right into my eyes.

So, as a rational person, I got up to turn off my printer, thus killing the little "power" light. I sat back down in bed and I must have fallen asleep in minutes, sleeping through the night.

I decided to hook up my printer on Sunday, so the light was on from Sunday through Tuesday, which may explain why I couldn't sleep. I'll have no idea whether that was the actual culprit until I try to get to sleep tonight.

I'll laugh if that was the problem. With my wide range of sleeping conditions, I would be shocked if a tiny light kept me awake at night.

UPDATE: Three days later, I am sleeping like a baby every night. La luz estupido.