The Strange Life of the Jamerican Teenager, Part I: Dreams

I survived my first week of work. My job is, physically, very easy- I take and keep inventory, make calls, and sometimes lift heavy objects. I work an average of 6 hours a day, and at least one hour is usually spent socializing with my bosses or waiting for them to give me another assignment. My job is so easy, I feel a little ashamed explaining it here.

So, why am I so tired?

I generally get 7 hours of sleep each night. It's the quality of the sleep that's the problem. My dreams are very vivid (and boring). In them, I always end up having to solve someone else's problem ("Does he love me?" "Should I get into kayaking?" "Does this dress make me look fat?"). Sometimes, a little piece of my past sneaks into the dream, making things that much more complicated. I always solve the problem, but I also wake up feeling more tired than I had felt before I fell asleep.

I don't know if I physically act out these dreams, but if I do, Wikipedia says it's a sleep disorder. Now, I'm already a hypochondriac, so I don't need more ideas! Plus, I haven't even gotten my hand fixed yet- I'm still typing with seven fingers! (But that's a blog for a later date.) What's a woman to do?