I’ve been waiting for this day to come, another day three where I felt good and could function as a fully fledged human again. And today I did! I went to work, ran some errands, had a good day. I also then came home and tucked myself into bed at the tired time of 7.15pm. It is now 11.32pm and I am wide awake. Welcome to my sleeping patterns.
I have never been good at sleeping, and I tend to roll with permanent black bags under my eyes, that even concealer can’t hide. I say thank god for glasses! When I was at uni, I used to thrive of six hours sleep. When I started working I needed a lot more, and could never get enough. Thanks cancer. These days, I have no rules, I sleep when I want. If that means during lunch time in the sick bay, then that is what it means. And I’ve done it. Along with this ‘bad at sleeping’ trait comes the inability to sleep in. If I had it my way, I’d roll with the sun, go to bed and get up at the same time everyday. But evey morning, no matter what time I got to sleep, I seem to meet 6am. I don’t hate it though, it is actually really good for sneaking in that one TV show a day, keeps me up to date.
So now that I have bored you with the intricate details of my sleeping habits, I want to show you something Ryan found. I found it just now as I was browsing facie, trying to get myself back to sleep. This is the cutest little kid, so many wise words! I love him, he is great. I have watched a lot of YouTube, and read many blogs during the past almost six months, and I would have to say that this is up there with my favs. So damn cute! He gives me the warm and fuzzys.
Stick out the three minutes, you’ll be glad you did.