Can't sleep.

I find it amazing that I work out, I'm physically tired but I just can't sleep.
I clean our room and make it all nice and clean and restful and I still can't sleep.

I put laundry away.
I vacuum the bedroom floor.
I get Curt and we move furniture.

Now, it's 4am.

Nope, not sleeping.

Take that, jogging on the treadmill for 35 minutes.
Take that, peaceful, happy, quiet bedroom.

Seriously?

I accomplished stuff today.
I felt good about it.
I avoided caffeine all day.
I did a lot of physical activity.

Now, I'm just tired.
Now, I'm not sleeping.

It just doesn't make sense.

Ah well.
Maybe it's time to try again.

Maybe this time.

Maybe.