As a baby, I am told, I was one of those who didn't need much sleep, much to the frustration of my mother. As a little kid, I remember being put to bed for naps, and laying there, feeling trapped, counting the minutes until it would be acceptable for me to "wake up" and come out. As a teenager I could sleep all day. In my high school and college years I could stay up all night and catch up with naps here and there. I've had bouts with insomnia on and off in my adult years, mostly attributable to grief or some other stress. Since I've started back to work, I've been too tired to not sleep at night.
Here lately, this week especially, it seems like I can't sleep in anymore. Six AM rolls around, and my internal alarm goes off, and no matter how hard I try, sleep will not return. Here it is, Saturday morning, and I've been awake for about two hours. I've only been out of bed for a little over half that time, spending the first portion willing my eyes to stay closed and my mind to stop spiraling like a whirlpool of thought fragments...
Yesterday I went to work and hour earlier than needed just because I had myself ready to go so early. I can see this being a good thing for productivity. I can also see myself running out of gas a little too early in the day as well.
I was hoping to sleep past eight this morning... maybe even nine. Now I'll just have to plan on taking a nap this afternoon. Saturday is my ONLY day to get to sleep in. If on Monday morning I have one of those mornings when I struggle to pry myself from the pillow, it's going to irritate me further that I couldn't sleep this morning. But what can I do about it?
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