Through the Seasons

I Can’t Sleep

Am I tired?  No.  I’m absolutely exhausted.  So what’s the deal?

I feel unsettled and my body clock is almost opposite of the current time (actually 8 hours different).

I wake up at 4 or 5 in the morning (which is 12 or 1 in the afternoon to my body) and my mind starts going.  I start thinking of things I want to get done and things I don’t want to forget.  I end up just getting up to start my day planning on a nap later.  Yesterday no nap happened.  Hopefully today I can relax enough to get one in.  I really do need to rest.

So right now my eyes feel tired and scratchy.  I can hardly think straight.  And my body hurts.  It’s only noon.  To my body, that’s 8pm.

Yesterday we spent the whole day doing laundry, getting Christmas cards out, unpacking, and cooking.  Today, I’m finishing laundry, Christmas cards, and unpacking.  Hmmm…  And if we want to eat we’ll be doing some cooking.  Now, doesn’t that look a lot like yesterday?  No wonder I don’t feel like I’ve made progress.  But we have because everything is now about done.  Yay.

I just pray I can sleep well tonight, get a long night’s sleep, and wake up rested for a change.  The next 2 days we’re running errands and doing Christmas shopping.  Friday I plan to rest.  This weekend I have plans with my mom and then – boom – it’s Christmas.

I must be out of my mind or a glutton for punishment the way I push myself.  And I think it began when the wheels on the plane touched American pavement.  I haven’t been so busy since before I got pregnant.

Jonathan, on the other hand, is so smart.  He slept 12 hours the first night, still got things accomplished yesterday, and woke up at a decent time this morning feeling refreshed.  Sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever learn how to take care of myself…

(I’ve never posted 3 entries in 1 day.  I think there’s a rule against that in the blogosphere somewhere so I’ll stop for today.  On with a little laundry and hopefully a little sleep.  G’night.  I mean… G’day.)