Running on fumes, more or less, today. But that's okay. It's a fairly chill Friday. And I'm getting through it just fine (thankful for that grace, definitely). But when I sit still for a few minutes, I can feel that underlying tired of a "bedtime? what's that?" week. Strangely, there's some energy existing alongside the tired. I feel oddly alert. Actually, I'm a little worried about the energy. Just because I was planning on nap-crashing as soon as I get home from work. But I think chances are pretty good that I'll be ready for it by then.
Anyway. More or less writing just to write, today. I want to make writing a little bit more of a habit. It helps me think.
The not getting to bed is a little bit of a problem right now. We've been working on it. Or trying to work on it. In varying degrees. The situation is basically this: Benzoid-husband stays up late. This works just fine for him, as far as I can tell. He doesn't suffer for it. He gets up earlier than me - leaves the apartment before I'm out of bed - and doesn't fall asleep in the middle of a PCR (that's a fancy sciency lab-thing, folks!) or anything. Me, I need my sleep. I function almost infinitely better on seven hours than six. Not enough sleep (especially when it builds over a period of time) and my brain gets all fuzzy. I start making silly mistakes. It hasn't been super-duper bad this week, but as I said, I can feel it. Problem being, I want to stay up with my night-owl husband. I want to spend all the time I can with him while he's awake and we're in the same place. Sometimes I'm good and make myself go to bed while he's still up doing whatever he does (playing video games I like to watch him play, mostly). And more often than not I can fall asleep fine when I do that. But I didn't even get there this week. Not once. I may have started getting ready for bed, but just kept coming up with things that I needed to do, or just taken a looooong time doing whatever (read: tweezing my eyebrows; it's a problem). Maybe one night that happened. The other ones, I didn't even try. It just didn't even start to happen. So. The plan to nap between work and dinner (which I'm thinking will be out - though I have some chicken thawing in the fridge that I could probably work a miracle with, if need be). Also, the plan to sleep in tomorrow. Though to be honest, that happens most Saturdays regardless of how exhausting (or not) the week has been. Thankfully, I don't have to be anywhere till 1:30 or so. So that can happen.
Okay. Yep. It's coming back around. I think the nap-crash will be successful. Thankful that I'll be headed home towards that very soon. Thankful that I can nap. Did you know some people can't? I mean, I'm not one of those who can fall asleep anywhere. But if I'm tired enough, I sure can nap. And I really appreciate that, God, let me tell You.
So, what about you? Morning person (I envy you)? Skate by on tiny amounts of sleep (how???)? Anti-napper (whatever that means - I'm getting delirious)?
Alright, people. I'm outta here. Happy weekend!!! And happy nap to me! (:
2 comments:
I feel your pain. My amazingly energetic husband doesn't need as much sleep as I do. He usually wakes before I, but I have the flexibility to sleep in until 8 or 8:30 if need be. If I have to, I catch a nap mid-afternoon or just press through with a little tea. Do you have any power nap moments available during your day? I'm with you--it's hard to up and go to bed when your husband is still awake. Here's to time with the dh and getting enough sleep for yourself--!
Nana, thank you. How often do we know in our heads that we're not the only one in our situation, but have a hard time convincing our hearts that such is the case? Even in "little" things like this. So common it's become cliché...but still hard to get. (:
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