It was a rough night last night. Rough enough that it reminded me how good I’ve had it for the last several years. There was a long spell in Utah–right around when my first child was born–that I had real trouble sleeping at night. I wouldn’t be able to fall asleep until 3 or 4 in the morning sometimes. That can take a real toll on your body, and what’s worse is that you can get used to it to the point that you stop realizing how tired you are all the time.
Thankfully, things got better when I moved to Maine. I think some of it had been stress related, and some of it was due to the fact that my schedule as a Masters student made a regular sleep schedule unrealistic.
These days, I get a consistent 7 hours of sleep a night, and that’s usually enough to last me through until I get 8 or 9 every so often. Of course, what sinks that plan is early morning seminary. I do my best to get to sleep early the night before I have seminary, but sometimes it just doesn’t happen. Last night, I was in bed by 10, but I’d made the error of taking a nap earlier in the day, which meant I wasn’t really tired when I was trying to get to sleep.
Woe is me, I know.
Anyway. Long story short (too late, I’m sure), I’m tired today. Didn’t fall asleep until almost midnight, then woke up a few times in the night, worried that I was going to oversleep. (Hate that!) And this is just a very long, roundabout way of me saying I’m hard pressed to string two words together in a sentence, let alone come up with a creative blog post today.
Luckily, Disney made up an animated version of how my night felt last night, and I’ll leave that with you. Enjoy, and here’s hoping for a better night’s sleep tonight! (No naps!)