Can't sleep, clowns will get me

Over the past week, thanks to a wonderful (all due sarcasm intended) cold, I probably slept nearly seventy hours. I could calculate it, and it would not surprise me if it was actually more. I guess that is why I am wide awake at 4:17 in the A.M. on a Sunday. Believe me, I have tried. I tried the bed, I tried the couch, and now I have officially tried giving up. Funny thing is, as usually what happens, now that I have completely given up on getting a night of sleep, I am getting sleepy. But at least the last hour has been semi productive. I say only semi, since what I have been doing will probably never be seen by the general public. The outine, and chapter 1 of the second edition of my novella has been written. If the next few chapters follow this one, I believe edition two will be substantially longer than the first. Chapter one alone is four pages long, where the average of the first was about two and a half pages per chapter.
Any how, enough rambling about something that most people will not read, while writing in a forum that most people don't read to begin with. Sorry, that statement even made me scratch my head and say Huh?
I should try to sleep, as I am due at the in-laws for lunch tomorrow, and I am pretty sure it would be a faux-pa if I slept through that.
A big hug, and good night!