Friday, March 18, 2011

I survived Daylight Savings 2011

I hate hate hate spring Daylight Savings. I hates it!

I was this close || to being back in a sleeping-through-the-night routine with Bug when the clock jumped ahead an hour and left me flat on my butt. Well, it will be a week tomorrow, and I will have survived... just barely.

The child refused to go to bed afore 11pm at any point this week. She also woke each night. So, I've been dragging myself to work each day on 6 hours of broken sleep. Don't get me wrong, the me that was a year ago would've killed to have this much sleep. It's amazing how quickly I can get used to it though, and crave even more, until I sip from the holy grail of 8 uninterrupted hours.

Is this what a crack addict feels like? I can't get enough, its all I think about. Alas, I don't think there is much in the way of professional help for this issue.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

The end is nigh

... of winter that is. The sun actually shone today, and I felt warm enough in an over shirt, and my tomato seeds are sprouting.

It is too bad that I lost one hour due to daylight savings, and another to an early-waking child. But, 6 hours of uninterrupted sleep is doing pretty well these days. I just hope we can all adjust to daylight savings without too much fuss. I'm finally getting good at putting bug down at the right time so she sleeps through the night.

The rest of the weekend may include some combination of the following:
starting more tomato seeds
buying a computer game
buying clothing
returning some stuff to a library dropbox

Monday, March 7, 2011

Nothing new, everything old

My energy level has not improved. In fact, it has only declined. I'm exhausted. I'm lonely. I'm having the kind of dreams I have when I'm exhausted and lonely. I'm blogging about it. Poor me.

I was out with bug today, the sunshine was deceptive. There was a cold biting wind. I wished I'd brought my heavy coat. But, I'm glad I didn't, for I certainly didn't want to be warmer than bug. She had an overshirt and was tucked into a blanket in her stroller. The thermostat at home is similarly deceptive. I'm rather empty, my family is rather needy, and I have no more patience for this day... this winter. I hope our little bug is warm enough.