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Saturday,
January 28, 2006
Ah, sleep -- you elusive bitch
One of the problematic things about Lyndon working nights is that it screws with my sleep cycle as well as his -- he can leave any time between 10:00 PM and midnight, and can get home anywhere from 5:00 AM to 8:00 AM. The arrivals aren't bad, because usually I have my earplugs in and sleep through them, but the departures suck because my first sleep plateau starts at 11:00 PM when he's either getting ready for work or getting up from a nap in order to start preparations. And sleeping through that -- no, it just doesn't happen. The next sleep plateau is at 2:00 AM, which means that if I'm lucky I can catch six hours if I drop off immediately (and that doesn't happen often). What's more likely is that I get four or five hours, stagger through the day, come home and take a badly needed nap, which of course resets my sleep plateau and means I'm not sleepy even if I COULD get to sleep at 11:00 PM, yadda yadda yadda. (And we won't talk about my unique ability to wake up sometime in the midnight hour if I go to sleep any time before 10:00 PM -- happens like clockwork, it does).
And yes, he's looking for another job, the achievement of which I will greet with great joy. In the meantime, however, it usually means that I spend the week incurring a sleep debt, which then needs to be made up over the weekend. Such as, oh, this one, in which I've slept from 6:30 PM to 11:15 PM last night, 8:00 AM to 1:45 PM this morning, and 5:30 PM to 8:00 PM this evening.
Which sucks for getting anything useful done, granted, but I actually feel awake for the first time in a week. And now, I'm off to finish my HOUSTON, WE HAVE BUBBAS entry.
MORE RAIN!
Oh, this is lovely -- we've been having a fairly steady, gentle rain all evening, and judging from the radar at wunderground.com, there's a huge stream of rainstorms that will be cascading over the DFW area well until morning. And man, do we need it -- the DFW area is one of the worst-hit spots in the southwestern drought. I'd sit there watching the radar and see lovely juicy storms come up from the southwest, part around the metroplex and reform on the other side -- talk about frustrating.
As for me, I just walked back from the weight room through it sans unbrella (it wasn't raining when I left, and as my hands were full with the portable DVD player I didn't think to grab a brolly), and to quote the Goon Show, "the rain was lovely and warm."
Sad Now
For those of you who read the web comic Something Positive, goodbye and Godspeed, Faye.
(And yes, I know she's a fictional cartoon character. I still cried.) *sigh* Go hug your loved ones now.