The Curse of being a night owl

I am not one of those people who can decide, okay, I am going to bed now. Turn off the t.v. or radio, and drift off into a silent slumber within a minute or so. I am the person who is still awake an hour later and asking my husband (who is asleep) to turn the radio back on, because the 59 minutes it gave me to fall asleep just didn't quite cut it! Some nights I just watch t.v., type on the computer, read a book or listen to some good old music to shut my mind off so I can fall asleep. And even then, I still lie awake just trying to make my mind go blank so that I can get some shut eye. On the days that I really feel desperate to get some rest and I can tell I am finally falling asleep, I get pretty excited. I go into that deep relaxation and (wah...)...wait, what's that. I think I hear a faint noise. Could Stetson be awake? I listen real close and don't hear anything, So I think that it is just my mom ears. Okay now finally I can sleep (WAAAAHHHH!!!!) or, maybe not.