1. Only four more weeks until week forty.
2. I got some awesome information from an author friend of mine about publishing.
3. I don't have to work in an old fashioned meat packing plant. (The Jungle has me all sad for those people. Assuming it's accurate of course).
So, I had to wake up at eight yesterday to go to the doctor. The night before I stayed up until three, or so, because my body is used to staying up until that time. I was tired at the doctor, but excited because I might be able to get back on a normal cycle. Last night I felt extremely tired at about ten. "Yes," I thought "I might be able to actually get to sleep and wake up at a normal time." Sure enough, I slept like a baby and when my wife woke me to make her breakfast I thought again, "YES! I for sure got myself back on a normal schedule." Then I tried to go back to sleep, couldn't, wandered the house for a bit, came back to bed, read a couple chapters of The Jungle and laid back down. My alarm went off at eight thirty and I thought, "Oh, I'd like to wake up at more like nine, but with how great I'm feeling I shouldn't need an alarm." I woke up at around one to my wife calling and asking if I was dead, because she had texted me thrice (don't I sound cooler just from using that word?), and I hadn't texted her back.
Fellow bloggers, what's the deal with me? How could I possibly have slept that long. It's not like I've been up for days at a time and my body finally decided it was time to crash. I got to bed at a decent time. I shouldn't have been four hours tired. But alas, I will probably have a hard time sleeping again tonight. Why does my body do this? Do I really need that much sleep and I just don't know it? Or has my sleeping in on weekends trained my body to get as much sleep as possibly while it can? Either way, I feel a little disappointed that my body might be back to the same old schedule of staying up til three and waking up at noon. I sure hope not, but if it is, it will be no one's fault but my own. Oh well, life goes on and I don't have it as bad as some people.
On a happier note, I think I'm close to being done with my book. I really just need to do research and an incredible amount of editing, but at least the gist of what I want is down on paper... well, on laptop anyway.
Have a nice day.