Since Sunday, I have not been able to sleep. It seems I get the pleasure of going through this several times a year, and here we are again! Yay.
I toss and turn all night, and then, because that lack of sleep isn’t enough, I awaken at approximately 4:30 each day. Four-stinkin’-thirty! Seriously man, dat’s not cool!
Now, you would think, “Hey, look at that extra time you’re getting. You’re so lucky!” First, I have a few thoughts for you on that, but I’ll keep them to myself. Second, I spend that time mostly meandering through the house on tiptoe trying to figure out what day it is, and asking myself “why does sleep hate me?” I don’t actually get anything accomplished, unless you count making and drinking the coffee (and possibly staring out the window at DARK). Basically, being up early means nothing if nothing happens. I could be sleeping.
Except I’m not.
I just want you to understand that point. Because eventually, the more sleep I lose, the weirder things get around here. Perhaps some of you remember The Great Loss of Sleep of 2008, or 2007, or 2006… Oh wait, there was already The Great Loss of Sleep of 2009, so I guess this is the second verse, same as the first.
Also? I have to warn you, I’m not as prettyful when I don’t sleep. I no longer look like THIS (the princess that I am) and instead begin to look like THIS. Click at your own risk…I’ll wait.
(You totally had that coming.)
And now, a fairy tale:
There once was a girl with brown curly locks, and she was searching for a second part-time job. She applied at one place and the big, bad HR lady said, “Not qualified enough!” And so she applied at a second place, and the big, bad HR lady said, “Too qualified!” And so she applied at a third place, and the really nice manager lady said, “Overqualified! But…” And then they all lived happily ever after. (Until the girl with brown curly locks fell asleep at the cash register.)
(Dear Angela: You suck at this fairy tale thing sometimes. Under-qualified! Love always, the writing gods)
Yup, it’s true. I have another job. Oh sure, I’m over-qualified (the manager’s fear is I will get bored and leave soon), as they* like to remind me when they’re* not reminding me how under-qualified I am, but I’m always in that sticky middle place. I’m used to it. So, I’m going to be a little extra busy soon. Extra-er.
But I shall not give up on my NaNo novel or my challenge to blog every day…or the oh so beautiful idea of sleep!
Coffee, anyone?
*They = managers, supervisors, bosses. I loves me some Beth, though, because she totally gets that and hired me for my job at school anyway. Ha!
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Annie Anderson - LMAO. I’ve been thinking exactly the same thing about this damn time change all week. I mean, seriously – leave it to the American government to take a yard from the top of the blanket and sew it to the bottom in an attempt to make the blanket longer. What the heck is the point?
And yeah, I’ll take some coffee, please. Strong, black. Thanks.
Anita - Overqualified, underskilled. Yep, I’m there. Unemployed for six months. Although it’s good for the baby, but it won’t be when I am living under a bridge.
elise - Lately, I’ve been living through the opposite, taking naps almost everyday! I yawn and yawn and then sit down in front of the TV and before I know it my eyes are closed. I just went to get my blood test in the HOPES that my already failing thyroid is failing some more! If it’s not, then I don’t know why I’m sleeping like Sleeping Beauty! Somehow, I don’t think the drool on my lips and goop near my eye makes me too beautiful though!….”yawn”…
angklocke - I wish it were only the time change that messes with me, but I do this so often each year, who knows. Blah.
angklocke - Anita, I spent 8 months unemployed, going through the same. It stinks big time! I hope you land something soon.
angklocke - Oh Sleeping Beauty, I so know how you feel. I will later go through this. In fact, last night…zzzzzzzzzz. Yup, pretty much like that. I slept until almost 8 this morning.