I get up Mon through Fri at 5 am or a little earlier to get to work. This is driving me completely, totally, all-encompassingly, destroy-my-will-to-live-or-at-least-to-be-nice-to-people-’cause-if-I’m-not-happy-why-should-you-be-ING-LY insane.
I’m a night person. I cannot – can not – go to sleep before midnight. I will lie down and just plain lie there. Lie there for hours. Ok, not hours. I don’t have that kind of patience. I get up. I do stuff.
So for several months now I have been forcing myself into bed to lie awake for a while. OR I will go ahead and stay up until I am ready to sleep. Which is around 1am or 2am, usually. If I have the opportunity to hit the sack and then rise the next morning by my own clock, I get to bed between 2 and 3 am and wake around 9 am. Six or seven hours of sleep is plenty and I am fine for the day.
But yeah, 2 am to 9 am is perfectamundo. I honestly don’t get all you weirdos that go to bed before midnight on purpose. So many people I know are all like, ooh! It’s eight o’the clock! MUST be in bed and sleeping. Or nine. Even people watching Jay Leno are up past nine. Come on.
‘Course, sleeping is weird, anyway. What if you were an alien and you had never seen anyone sleep? As in, no one of your species sleeps? Then you meet us, and you notice that at least once a day, these creatures lie down and become unconscious. Often for several hours.
What would you do? Would you try to wake the unconscious human? Would you call for a doctor? Wouldn’t you freak out? That’s all I’m sayin’. Sleep is a freakshow.
Now, once 2 am comes, it’s bedtime, kids. Bed Time. Unless there’s something really interesting keeping me up. I can go all night, if I’m interested in what’s going on. But around 2 I look around and if I see nothing of interest nearby, it hit the sack. After 2 am, you’re on your own.
And if I sleep past 9 or 9:30 I feel horrible. Partly it’s physical. I feel like I’ve slept too long. Partly it’s ’cause I don’t want to sleep the whole day away. So it’s always up at nine, I don’t care who ya’are if you sleep past nine you’re lazy lazy lazy…
Right this second I’m watching the sun go down out my window and knowing that, as it has every day for the last thirty six years, my energy level is about to hit the roof. Sundown is a sleepy time for me. I feel the need to nap in the heat of the day, even if I don’t always do it. But once that top of that life-giving sphere sinks below the horizon LOOK OUT! It is ON, baby.
So while the current job is fine in terms of my ability to do it, my relationships with my coworkers, etc., I’m looking elsewhere. Not only do I think I can do better than 5am. I think I can do better than 10 an hour, too.
Wish me luck and send leads if you hear of them – thanks to those who have already lent assistance in the search. So many tools for looking for work!
