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listersgirlI tell you, sometimes I just don't understand my body.
All this week, I was in bed by eleven, up at six, whining all day about not getting enough sleep. Thursday night, blackout, I got maybe 3 hours of sleep in my fanless apartment before I got up at 6 to go to work. I didn't have to go to work, and ended up heading to a "use up the contents of the freezer" gathering, from which I didn't get home until 2 am. Saturday morning, I sleep until 11:30, which makes perfect sense, because I got no sleep the night before. Saturday night, dance show, dinner, and godawful transit all lead to me not getting to bed until 2:30. This morning? I wake up at 7:30. I can't fall back to sleep. Why was I not asleep until noon? I know I need the sleep.
The worst part is, I know when my alarm goes off at 6 tomorrow morning I'm going to be so unhappy, no matter how early I go to bed tonight.
Grumble, grumble. Stupid brain, waking me up.
All this week, I was in bed by eleven, up at six, whining all day about not getting enough sleep. Thursday night, blackout, I got maybe 3 hours of sleep in my fanless apartment before I got up at 6 to go to work. I didn't have to go to work, and ended up heading to a "use up the contents of the freezer" gathering, from which I didn't get home until 2 am. Saturday morning, I sleep until 11:30, which makes perfect sense, because I got no sleep the night before. Saturday night, dance show, dinner, and godawful transit all lead to me not getting to bed until 2:30. This morning? I wake up at 7:30. I can't fall back to sleep. Why was I not asleep until noon? I know I need the sleep.
The worst part is, I know when my alarm goes off at 6 tomorrow morning I'm going to be so unhappy, no matter how early I go to bed tonight.
Grumble, grumble. Stupid brain, waking me up.