When I got home tonight, all I wanted to do was crawl into bed.
Instead, I have visited with Quinland, watched her frost cupcakes, paid a stack of bills, ordered necessary and unnecessary things on Amazon, checked two blogs, listened to David’s (loud) friends play the Battlestar Galactica game, and I still need to sew a button on Bryann’s pants. Then I get to go to bed.
I don’t get enough regular sleep. I know I get plenty compared to some people (I’m looking at you, Gina!) but I need a good eight or nine hours to feel normal. I ought to get them between 10 or 11 PM and 7 AM, but that’s rare.
I operate better when I am well-rested. I’m pretty much caffeine-free, so on the days I am sleep deprived, I get no help there. I am counting on the CPAP to change my life, but I have a feeling it will change David’s life more than mine, as he will finally be able to sleep in peace and quiet. Still, it’s been less than a week. We shall see how it goes.
I need to be conscious of the things that my body needs. Regular sleep. Regular meals. Lots of water. Exercise. A consistent medication schedule. Hey, wait… there are sounding like David’s rules for me! He’s a pretty smart cookie. I guess after 26+ years, he knows me fairly well.
Do you get regular sleep? Do you crawl under the covers at the same time every night, or does it vary based on what’s on the calendar?
- {Clutter} released: Two catalogs, a book, and a stack of “scratch paper.”
- {Procrastination} released: Paid the bills, signed a permission slip and wrote a check for school on the first day they were brought home!
