not fun story of the middle of the night

i get thirsty at night, so i sleep with a cup of water on the bookshelf next to my bed. last night, i woke up at 2:15, thought, 'oh good, i have 3 hours left. i'll take a sip of water and go back to sleep.' and i reached for the glass. and tipped it over. onto the sound machine i use to go to sleep (cuz i'm 1 apparently), my modem, my medications, and two shelves worth of books. thankfully i was able to rescue my phone. but yeah, so then i got to clean it all up, which of course woke me up (and made a huge mess in my room as i had to pull every book off those shelves to wipe them off and spread them out so they would dry). and i then didn't have a sound machine to get me back to sleep, so i had to use my humidifier, which of course was empty cuz it's the end of the season, so i had to fill it. so at 2:35 i finally got back to bed, with it only taking about another 45 minutes to an hour to go back to sleep.  so much for those 3 hours.