A lost day

I don't know what happened to my body chemistry this past weekend. After all good intentions of going to bed Sunday night to wake up chipper for work on Monday, I didn't sleep at all that night. Kept going to bed thinking I'd nod off, but I'd just lay there, and when I couldn't, I headed back downstairs to watch TV mindlessly over and over.

In desperation, by 4am, I went to bed in the guest room so I wouldn't bother Danny with my comings and goings. He was up at 6, and yet there I still was, awake and bleary and getting cranky. By 6:30, I did finally pass out until 8, when I woke and called in to work that I was out of it. Passed out again until 10am when the guest room phone rang and woke me up.

Trying to get back to sleep didn't work, so I just wandered around at home in a fog all day. I called back in to work that I'd been in on Tuesday. Danny thought I should see if Kris would call for me on Monday night, but I thought if I could finally slip in a nap, I'd be up for it. And I did get a nap from about 4pm to 4:30...but was still groggy.

So, I DID call for 3 1/4 hours last night, and although I wasn't energized, I was concentrating a lot more on what I was doing, and the evening was a success. I even stayed to dance the last two tips of Randy Dougherty's dance next door, since he was passing through town.

Last night, mercifully, I slept a good solid sleep and while not a bundle of energy, I'm functioning. I RARELY get early onset insomnia...the opposite is more usual...waking up too early, and even that had waned to rare. I suspect it was drinking a cup of coffee on Saturday and Sunday mornings...so I'm going to quit that totally again.

A lost day

I don't know what happened to my body chemistry this past weekend. After all good intentions of going to bed Sunday night to wake up chipper for work on Monday, I didn't sleep at all that night. Kept going to bed thinking I'd nod off, but I'd just lay there, and when I couldn't, I headed back downstairs to watch TV mindlessly over and over.

In desperation, by 4am, I went to bed in the guest room so I wouldn't bother Danny with my comings and goings. He was up at 6, and yet there I still was, awake and bleary and getting cranky. By 6:30, I did finally pass out until 8, when I woke and called in to work that I was out of it. Passed out again until 10am when the guest room phone rang and woke me up.

Trying to get back to sleep didn't work, so I just wandered around at home in a fog all day. I called back in to work that I'd been in on Tuesday. Danny thought I should see if Kris would call for me on Monday night, but I thought if I could finally slip in a nap, I'd be up for it. And I did get a nap from about 4pm to 4:30...but was still groggy.

So, I DID call for 3 1/4 hours last night, and although I wasn't energized, I was concentrating a lot more on what I was doing, and the evening was a success. I even stayed to dance the last two tips of Randy Dougherty's dance next door, since he was passing through town.

Last night, mercifully, I slept a good solid sleep and while not a bundle of energy, I'm functioning. I RARELY get early onset insomnia...the opposite is more usual...waking up too early, and even that had waned to rare. I suspect it was drinking a cup of coffee on Saturday and Sunday mornings...so I'm going to quit that totally again.