Overstimulation
Aug. 31st, 2014 11:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
themusecalliopeHello all.
I went down to Burbank this weekend. It was the nearest decent hotel to the memorial service I had to go to.
But that's not what I want to talk about. Nope.
I want to talk about overstimulation, and how it can be funny even as it sucks big dingo kidneys.
Today I drove home from Burbank. It took like 7 hours.
By the time I got home I was vibrating. Literally. You should have seen my hands. 'Oh,' I said to myself. 'I recognize this! I'm overstimulated! Too much sensory input. Right. I'll just take a nap.'
And then the following discussion happened:
My hubby: Are you okay?
Me: Overstimulated.
Him: Really? I thought you'd be tired, not overstimulated.
Me: Not mutually exclusive! I…Ugh…words! *flails hands about* *goes through the door to the bedroom*
But it gets better. The light and the fan were on in the bathroom.
Me: Ugh! Noise! *hits the switches on the wall until the noise stops* Wait! There's still light! No Light! *hits the switches some more*
And then I tried to take a nap with a sleep mask on and a pillow over my head, because there was a party going on outside my window.
I'm thinking I need a Sentinel level room. And maybe someplace else to put the cats when I need a nap. Though, knowing my cats as I do, I'll bet that they are secretly cat Sentinels or something.
But! I did not randomly burst into tears this time, so I'm counting that as a win.
I went down to Burbank this weekend. It was the nearest decent hotel to the memorial service I had to go to.
But that's not what I want to talk about. Nope.
I want to talk about overstimulation, and how it can be funny even as it sucks big dingo kidneys.
Today I drove home from Burbank. It took like 7 hours.
By the time I got home I was vibrating. Literally. You should have seen my hands. 'Oh,' I said to myself. 'I recognize this! I'm overstimulated! Too much sensory input. Right. I'll just take a nap.'
And then the following discussion happened:
My hubby: Are you okay?
Me: Overstimulated.
Him: Really? I thought you'd be tired, not overstimulated.
Me: Not mutually exclusive! I…Ugh…words! *flails hands about* *goes through the door to the bedroom*
But it gets better. The light and the fan were on in the bathroom.
Me: Ugh! Noise! *hits the switches on the wall until the noise stops* Wait! There's still light! No Light! *hits the switches some more*
And then I tried to take a nap with a sleep mask on and a pillow over my head, because there was a party going on outside my window.
I'm thinking I need a Sentinel level room. And maybe someplace else to put the cats when I need a nap. Though, knowing my cats as I do, I'll bet that they are secretly cat Sentinels or something.
But! I did not randomly burst into tears this time, so I'm counting that as a win.
