Hey, Self!
Waking up at 4am for snuggles and sex certainly helps her get back to sleep... Maybe plan on a nap after lunch?
Woke up somewhere around 2:30 or 3:00 and could not get back to sleep. Got out of bed around 4:00, read LJ, wrote comments, did some other stuff on the computer, tried again at 5:30. No go. Gave up at ~6:15.
I mean, it would be really nice if I could survive on 3 hours' sleep every night. I just don't believe it.
I did not have a good night last night: straps, wires, and tubes
are not conducive to sleep. Last night was my night for the sleep apnea
test; they give you a gadget to wear that straps on and includes two
strain-gauge bands, a tube going up to your nose, and an oxymetry sensor
that clips onto a finger. They really prefer 5 hours worth of sensing;
they'll be lucky if they got four. I think I finally got to sleep around
2:30, after taking a flexeril at 2:00. After trying the couch -- the
flower_cat was wakeful for different reasons.
Tried adding niacin and B12 supplements to my daily pill salad. The recent tests for those were in the normal range, but I figure it's worth seeing whether they help the neuropathy and triglycerides anyway. I'd forgotten about the facial flushing effect from niacin -- impressive.
In spite of getting to bed after midnight last night, I got up at my usual 6am. I've been on my feet most of the afternoon at our in-house conference. (It was, and is, fantastic, but mostly in ways I can't talk about without having to kill you.) Managed to unload a few of my personal hacker/songwriter cards as well -- the ones with the album preorder URL on them.
I am going to take a nice relaxing hot bath, hope I don't fall asleep in the tub, and decant myself into bed. G'night.
Went to bed 11:30ish, and woke up at some ungodly hour with my head full of Perl, forms, and file formats. Finally gave it up around 5:30, read LJ for a while, and tried (again unsuccessfully) to get back to sleep. There will be coffee soon, and then I'll go walk with Mom while she walks the dog.
For the first time in several years, my practice of keeping a good shirt at work paid off -- it rained while I was out for my lunchtime walk. I had just decided to turn back because the weather suddenly seemed cold and threatening when it started. By the time I got back indoors, about 15 minutes later, my shirt was soaked. Fortunately I'd worn my hat.
Backing up to the morning, I managed to turn off my alarm last night (it's
a new alarm clock, and I'm not quite familiar with its controls yet). As
a result I woke up at about 7:20. Fortunately I was able to get the kids
out of bed and ready to go in 20 minutes, about half the usual time.
Contrats to the
chaoswolf and
super_star_girl.
But this is why I need you to learn to wake up to your own alarm clocks.
To top it off, I only had one mug of coffee instead of my usual three, so I got to work with far too much blood in my caffeine stream. Fortunately my two Monday meetings and catching up on a week's worth of mail and web reading didn't require more than a couple of functioning neurons.