I admit it. I'm a night owl. The older I get, the worse it becomes. I could blame it on Sex and the City, but I won't. I'll just say that it started there and has just snowballed.
Two or three years ago I started catching the reruns in the WB at 10 and 10:30. Pretty soon I had started seeing reruns of the reruns. I had seen every episode. And the first movie too. Then I discovered TMZ and Letterman and Leno. Not a huge Conan fan but that's another story.
Now it's rare that I go to bed before 11pm. And I have to get up at 5 am. I get anywhere from 5-8 hours of sleep every night. On the weekends no less than 10 hours. I just love staying up late late at night and sleep in late late in the mornings.
I remember being at Grandma's when I was little and waking up at 2:30 am Saturday morning and smell cinnamon rolls baking. That's what Grandma did. She never slept; she just napped. Now I doubt I'll start baking in the middle of the night but you just never know. Maybe that's were I get it.
But I think my busy schedule has finally caught up with me. Yesterday I put in my 8 hours at the dental office. I got home, changed, played tennis and had supper with Laura. I was home and in my jammies by 6:30 and the lights went out at 7pm and came on at 5am. I had slept 10 hours....on a weeknight! Oh, it felt so good. I haven't done that in sooo long. The last time that happened I had the flu.
Now if the time stamp on this is correct, you will notice that I am writing this at 11:20pm Thursday night. Guess tonight will be one of those 5 hour nights. I'll just catch up on my sleep this weekend.
Testing, Testing....
2 years ago
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