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Well Then… March 30, 2011

Filed under: Daily Grind — booksunread @ 4:41 pm

I stand corrected. Last week I blew my early bedtime two nights in a row and boy howdy did I feel it.  Mostly it hit me in the form of the mid afternoon energy slump, manifested as non-stop, jaw-stretching yawns.  And then, I promptly got sick again. Which: awesome. I like being healthy 4 out of 30 days in every month.

This cold should be departing, on the heels of our third set of house guests this month. I hope to settle back into the early to bed routine and not play hostess to anyone else until Easter.

In other news: snow! For the love. It is officially spring and I demand this nonsense stop.

 

Sleeping Beauty March 23, 2011

Filed under: Daily Grind — booksunread @ 1:01 pm

Blah blah blah busycakes, can’t believe it’s been so long since I’ve written, yada, yada, yada.

So February and March have been busy, as usual, some more, and it appears I wasn’t all that motivated to write here.  I’ve composed many an entertaining post in my head while spending quality time in the car or bathroom, but somehow they never made it to the big screen.  So right then, back to it.

After a serious stretch of only getting 5-6 hours of sleep a night and a sinus infection severely kicking my ass, I have resolved to get more sleep.  I wanted to give it a shot for all those awesome supposed benefits: better weight management, hating life a lot less at 5:30 a.m. when the alarm goes off, not experiencing a debilitating afternoon energy slump, thereby being more motivated to work out, etc., etc., etc. 

My problem has always been that I am tired and cranky all day, but by around 7:00 or so, I’m wide awake and ready to go.  Squidgey and Miguel go to bed pretty early, so the late night hours are usually all mine. I cherish that quiet time to catch up on the few tv shows I watch, and just generally like having the house “to myself.”  I usually make it upstairs by 11 or so, and then find myself reading for half an hour at least.

So lately, I’ve been forcing myself to be in bed by 9ish, lights out by 10 at the very latest.  I’ve got to say, 2 weeks in, I’m not really feeling the benefits. My body clock is not at all reset, and even though I’ve swapped my usual dinner coke zero for caffeine free, I’m having a hard time falling asleep.  I lay awake far longer. I feel like I’m having weirder dreams that have me waking in a clammy sweat. I have to get up to pee in the middle of the night now. I am no happier to hear the alarm go off in the morning than I was before. 

All of this extra sleep is at the expense of getting anything else done. My laundry is piled up. The last two episodes of Big Love are still in the dvr. My checkbook is a mess. I’m not cooking. I’m not getting much work done at home in the evenings, as I’m supposed to.

I’m going to keep going, but I’m not sure how much longer I can keep this up, before the house and my life just collapse around my ears.