One of the things that my Christmas cold messed up was my sleep pattern. For some reason, my sleep can be vulnerable to many different variables. I started to sleep late and wake up late. Most days, I was getting up after 9 AM and on several days, after 10 AM. My days felt wasted. This past week, I’ve been trying to slowly adjust my sleep and chipping away at this a half hour at a time.
I woke up on Sunday morning around 6 AM although I didn’t roll out of bed until after 7. But it felt good and despite the very chilly weather outside, I bundled myself up and went out for a walk. But I had to take a quick nap in the afternoon which is something I don’t normally do. Last night I went to bed around 11 PM and fell asleep quickly. But then again, I had a big dinner at J’s place and I think it was food comatose. I woke up refreshed and alert. But it was just 3 AM. I couldn’t get back to sleep and got out of bed just before 5 AM.
I’ve finished breakfast before 5:30. But now I feel like an early bird who can’t figure out what to do. The worms haven’t woken up yet.
Oh, I’ve got to show up for jury selection this week. I don’t know why I’m getting anxious about it.
p.s. it’s so friggin’ cold here but I saw 3 robins yesterday morning.