I want to go to bed.

My head has been hurting for 3 days now. I've taken Tylenol, Advil, Tylenol 3's and tonight I think I will break out the big drugs. I have one special pain pill left in my stash. I have been hanging on to this little guy for a while now and every time I've thought about taking it I reconsider because it is the last one. I always ask myself, "is this really the worst pain you've been in or is this the worst pain you're going to be in before this little pill expires?" I've never answered yes, but tonight will be the night. Now, if only it were bedtime... I have to make it at least another 2 hours. I need to pick one kid up from GAP and then get them both in bed before I can indulge. There is a little thrill of excitement running through me while I sit here thinking about a big glass of water and that little pill. I wonder if the anticipation is going to turn out to be better than the real thing? (this is like "pill foreplay".) My expectations are big, too. I am expecting great things from this little guy... and when it's all said and done, I am really hoping I can just roll over and go to sleep.