I'm troubled

It's been quite a while since I couldn't fall asleep at night because my brain was full of ridiculous thoughts. That is, until last night. It got so ridiculous that I had to write it all down so that I could put it to rest (and get some rest).

Last week I lost one of the rubber ear pieces for my earbuds and replaced it with one that was slightly different and then I had different sound in each ear. That just wouldn't do. I had some other replacement ear pieces and also an extra pair of earbuds somewhere. But where did I put them? Of course, this didn't occur to me until after I'd already gone to bed. I couldn't have thought about it earlier in the evening. That would have been too convenient. After going through the many possible places they could be, I couldn't let it go. I had to get out of bed and check if they were there. They weren't in any of those places. And so, the earbud thoughts went on.

I was thinking of this scene over and over. Thanks to the internet, now you can too!

And, as thoughts tend to do, the earbuds thoughts somehow morphed into the "hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil" saying. What about smell no evil and touch/feel no evil?! THESE ARE THE QUESTIONS THAT KEEP ME AWAKE AT NIGHT!

But can't you SMELL that?!

And then, I started thinking about trash bags. Logical segue, right? This past weekend I was at my brother and SIL's house and my brother had just taken out the trash, so I grabbed another trash bag. To my amazement, they smelled like heaven. They were a special Febreze-scented variety and WHY HAVE I NEVER HEARD OF THESE? I need these in my life. Who doesn't want to pretend their trash don't stink?

Shield that odor.

The last thing I remember thinking about while falling asleep is my freaking car registration/tax bill. I have several neighbors whose car registrations expired years ago and they're driving around with expired tags and I'm losing sleep over the fact that I have a $150 bill for car registration and taxes that I have to budget for in the next month. I got really close to convincing myself that I'm going to turn all my neighbors in to the police before it was clear I needed to find a way to just go to sleep already.

I'd hire someone to read this to me but laughing isn't conducive to sleep.

I actually had to take out my phone and add a "note" with all this in it so that it was documented somewhere other than in my head.

I'm very troubled.