It's dark outside, and I've been awake for an hour and a half. If this were my regular schedule, it would be 5:30 a.m. right now, and I would have just gotten back from taking Joe to work (which I didn't do today.) It still feels like 5:30. It feels like if I just hang in there for a couple more hours, I'll get to see the sun come up and will have a significantly reduced chance of falling asleep in my chair.
Buuuuut...it's actually 11:38 p.m. Joe left an hour or so ago for school. New schedule: instead of 5:00 a.m. - 5:00 p.m., he'll be there from 11:00 p.m. to...like...8:00 a.m.
I don't know yet what that means for my schedule. Right now, I'm trying the I-sleep-when-you-sleep approach. I don't think that'll work too well, because my birds and the UPS man and the Jehovah's Witnesses and the Knology salesman aren't nocturnal, and someone has to keep them all quiet during the day so Joe can sleep. I'm actually thinking I should figure out a way to disable the doorbell.
We got three hours of sleep between the end of the old schedule and the beginning of the new. I feel bad for the guys (including Joe) who have to sit through 6ish hours of school and then do PT, all on 3 hours of sleep. Making this day-shift-to-mids-shift transition on an already-full weekday when there's a weekend RIGHT THERE seems like horrible planning to me...but the Army goes rolling along!
(Once, I had to listen to "The Army Goes Rolling Along" performed no fewer than 10 times in a row by 10 different privates suffering from varying degrees of tone-deafness. I was standing around waiting for Joe to be done with a locker inspection. He didn't have a locker at the time. Hadn't for months. The inspection took 30 minutes. Lol, Army.)
I keep looking at the window expecting the sky to be almost-sunrisey dark blue. It keeps being black.
Anyway, my exciting plans (read: attempts to keep myself from going back to sleep) include finishing a batch of do-at-home office work, finishing a batch of do-at-home Christmas shopping, and finishing a sewing project. If I have time, I'll lose a few games of League of Legends by attempting to play when I know I'm too tired to be competent.
It's 12:22 a.m. Happy Friday, everyone.
(P.S.: If you're my mom or a Country fan, you may have recognized the title of this post as a chunk of lyrics from the Phil Vassar song "Just Another Day in Paradise." It's about being super happy even when life = mundane chaos. It's wonderful.)
Happy Friday to you too honey. I was watching that clock with you - we could've been chatting, lol. Miss you. >:d<
ReplyDeleteYou know, I was so thrown off by the schedule change that I didn't even think to look for anyone online. It was like I was the only person in the world. Oh, wait, that's how I usually think anyway, isn't it? :p
ReplyDeleteMaybe next time though :)