I'm awake. I'm awake. Where's the fire?!?
Hot Damn! I made it a week without once going back to bed after Tom left or just staying in bed when he got up OR taking any type of nap of any kind. YAY!
Part of me thinks it's pretty darn pathetic that I even have to list this as a goal. Um, hello? The rest of the world gets up at some ungodly hour and showers and drives to work and deals with their caffeine needs there. Why should I not have the same expectations of myself? I do, but (MANY) more days than I care to admit, I let myself slack off and then just accept the guilt that goes with that. And, part of me is glad I recognized it as an actual problem to be dealt with. Well, it's not a problem anymore. It got ridiculous, and it's stopping. Now. I made it a week, a week where I had at least two days of REALLY, REALLY persistent sleepiness trying to convince me to stay under the covers, and I made it. I got up, even though my first (and second, and third) response in my head was "No, I'm going to sleep in." I actually did it. And, I can keep doing it. We'll take any forward progress, even in baby steps, right? Right. :)
So, maybe I had to do this in order to feel like I'll be able to do the medical transcription stuff as a job? Who knows. But, I'm very glad that I've been able to conquer it. It had become an unhealthy habit, to sleep in whenever I wanted or give myself excuses to take a nap after Tom left for work. And, habits CAN be controlled. I can control them.
So, yay! :)
Part of me thinks it's pretty darn pathetic that I even have to list this as a goal. Um, hello? The rest of the world gets up at some ungodly hour and showers and drives to work and deals with their caffeine needs there. Why should I not have the same expectations of myself? I do, but (MANY) more days than I care to admit, I let myself slack off and then just accept the guilt that goes with that. And, part of me is glad I recognized it as an actual problem to be dealt with. Well, it's not a problem anymore. It got ridiculous, and it's stopping. Now. I made it a week, a week where I had at least two days of REALLY, REALLY persistent sleepiness trying to convince me to stay under the covers, and I made it. I got up, even though my first (and second, and third) response in my head was "No, I'm going to sleep in." I actually did it. And, I can keep doing it. We'll take any forward progress, even in baby steps, right? Right. :)
So, maybe I had to do this in order to feel like I'll be able to do the medical transcription stuff as a job? Who knows. But, I'm very glad that I've been able to conquer it. It had become an unhealthy habit, to sleep in whenever I wanted or give myself excuses to take a nap after Tom left for work. And, habits CAN be controlled. I can control them.
So, yay! :)