sleep issues, etc.
Background: K works days -- has to be at work at 7am. I work nights -- often teaching, influencing minds, until close 9 or 10 at night.
The problem is I live in the Boonies, K works in the next town over. K does not have a car. I have a car. I get up at 6 every morning to drive K to work.
For a while, I would get up, drive K to work, come home and go back to bed until 8:30 or 9. On these days I always felt energetic at the gym and still had my wits about me during my night classes. The problem was that every morning I'd go back to bed and dream heavily, vividly, and I'd have those paralysis dreams. This felt not healthy to me, so I thought maybe it wasn't good for my body to do that. I also thought I'd get a lot more done during a day if I started it at 7. So I began staying awake after dropping K off. The problem with this is I get so bitchy, practically murderous come nighttime, and even this would be fine if I wasn't having to work.
I'm completely sleep deprived. It is making me crazy. Yes, I have more hours in the day, but I have no NRG to do anything with those hours. Going to gym feels like climbing Everest.
On top of being cranky and sleep deprived, K and I literally see each other for about an hour per day. I get home at 10; she's asleep by 11, and then we see each other for the 20 minute drive to town in the morning. This also makes me crazy.
For example, this morning. I came back home after dropping her off, did the dishes, made coffee, read some students' work, did e-mail, and now I'm writing in LJ, but I'm TIRED. SLEEPY. WANT BED. But I just had three cups 'o coffee. *augh***
On a lighter note: The desk chair I'm sitting in (which I assembled myself, sans tools, after purchasing it at Ames) has a few nuts and bolts scattered beneath it on the floor. This does not bode well............
I also treat the gym as a "catch-all," "cure-all," sort of place, with thoughts like "Oh, I can eat this, I'll go workout." "I'm not feeling well, I don't need rest, I'll just go workout." "I deserve to eat this, 'cuz I just went to the gym" Bad, bad, bad stuff.....
Alas, the start of my summer goals list:
go to the driving range near my house, hit a bucket of balls (often) with my gf, (sometime) with my parents
walk from my house to the farm stand/tavern, and get ice cream cone (even though I'm supposed to stay away from dairy)
do a lot of camping
hike a portion (or many portions) of the Long Trail
read A LOT (reading list to follow)
The problem is I live in the Boonies, K works in the next town over. K does not have a car. I have a car. I get up at 6 every morning to drive K to work.
For a while, I would get up, drive K to work, come home and go back to bed until 8:30 or 9. On these days I always felt energetic at the gym and still had my wits about me during my night classes. The problem was that every morning I'd go back to bed and dream heavily, vividly, and I'd have those paralysis dreams. This felt not healthy to me, so I thought maybe it wasn't good for my body to do that. I also thought I'd get a lot more done during a day if I started it at 7. So I began staying awake after dropping K off. The problem with this is I get so bitchy, practically murderous come nighttime, and even this would be fine if I wasn't having to work.
I'm completely sleep deprived. It is making me crazy. Yes, I have more hours in the day, but I have no NRG to do anything with those hours. Going to gym feels like climbing Everest.
On top of being cranky and sleep deprived, K and I literally see each other for about an hour per day. I get home at 10; she's asleep by 11, and then we see each other for the 20 minute drive to town in the morning. This also makes me crazy.
For example, this morning. I came back home after dropping her off, did the dishes, made coffee, read some students' work, did e-mail, and now I'm writing in LJ, but I'm TIRED. SLEEPY. WANT BED. But I just had three cups 'o coffee. *augh***
On a lighter note: The desk chair I'm sitting in (which I assembled myself, sans tools, after purchasing it at Ames) has a few nuts and bolts scattered beneath it on the floor. This does not bode well............
I also treat the gym as a "catch-all," "cure-all," sort of place, with thoughts like "Oh, I can eat this, I'll go workout." "I'm not feeling well, I don't need rest, I'll just go workout." "I deserve to eat this, 'cuz I just went to the gym" Bad, bad, bad stuff.....
Alas, the start of my summer goals list:
go to the driving range near my house, hit a bucket of balls (often) with my gf, (sometime) with my parents
walk from my house to the farm stand/tavern, and get ice cream cone (even though I'm supposed to stay away from dairy)
do a lot of camping
hike a portion (or many portions) of the Long Trail
read A LOT (reading list to follow)