I love my sleep. Really I do.
I resigned for the second time this year. It was a hard decision to make, but I think it's the correct one. For now. I wasn't unhappy with my job, just bored. I could've stuck it out for 6 more months, but would have moved on eventually. However, the company is making some pretty significant changes in staffing and the like. I bet that I'd have work to do in 6 months and would be far from bored. But, my "new old" job has better benefits and money. There is more to life than money, but it's hard to say no. I've been fortunate enough to find another great group of coworkers. Seriously, I didn't think I'd find another group of people as friendly and inclusive as my last job and I've been pleasantly surprised. I really think I've found some genuine friends, and I will definitely make an effort to stay friends with them.
I have learned that sleep is an important part of my life. This is not a new revelation by any stretch of the imagination, but one that was recently reconfimed. I haven't been able to sleep through the night for several weeks now. I'm not quite sure why, but it's rather annoying. I'll wake up anywhere between 2 and 6, glance at the clock to try to figure out why I'm awake, groan because I realize I woke up for no apparent reason, and go back to sleep. Fortunately I haven't reached the stage where I'm awake for awhile in the middle of the night, but I'm worried that may come. Thursday night I decided to go to bed early. Mind you, early was 11, but it was still early for me. I was in that great stage between awake and asleep, I heard loud noises from the street. Sadly, this is not all that unusual, but normally they go away. But these noises were not going away. Finally, I got fed up, and looked out the window to see what was causing the racket. Would you believe that some idiot was moving into our apartment complex at midnight? Seriously. Moving in...at midnight. I was so pissed. I even started screaming because I was so frustrated. Grrrrr. To top off the night of not sleeping, a friend texted me at 12:15. Double grrrr.....good friends know that it better be damn important to be calling or texting me at 12:15 on a weekday. Of course, if they're really good friends I don't care that much, but she hasn't quite reached that list. Oh well. What a crazy night of not sleeping.
Christmas came early this year. I got a check in the mail from school. It's for the money leftover from my student loan. Really, I should send it back to them and apply it towards next semester, but finances are a tad tight now, so it went in my bank account. Now I feel a little better about buying my Christmas presents. In fact, I'm going to buy more presents for my mother, cause I feel like her presents aren't all that great. I know she'll love them, but I want to go above and beyond the call of duty. Yay for more shopping!
I have learned that sleep is an important part of my life. This is not a new revelation by any stretch of the imagination, but one that was recently reconfimed. I haven't been able to sleep through the night for several weeks now. I'm not quite sure why, but it's rather annoying. I'll wake up anywhere between 2 and 6, glance at the clock to try to figure out why I'm awake, groan because I realize I woke up for no apparent reason, and go back to sleep. Fortunately I haven't reached the stage where I'm awake for awhile in the middle of the night, but I'm worried that may come. Thursday night I decided to go to bed early. Mind you, early was 11, but it was still early for me. I was in that great stage between awake and asleep, I heard loud noises from the street. Sadly, this is not all that unusual, but normally they go away. But these noises were not going away. Finally, I got fed up, and looked out the window to see what was causing the racket. Would you believe that some idiot was moving into our apartment complex at midnight? Seriously. Moving in...at midnight. I was so pissed. I even started screaming because I was so frustrated. Grrrrr. To top off the night of not sleeping, a friend texted me at 12:15. Double grrrr.....good friends know that it better be damn important to be calling or texting me at 12:15 on a weekday. Of course, if they're really good friends I don't care that much, but she hasn't quite reached that list. Oh well. What a crazy night of not sleeping.
Christmas came early this year. I got a check in the mail from school. It's for the money leftover from my student loan. Really, I should send it back to them and apply it towards next semester, but finances are a tad tight now, so it went in my bank account. Now I feel a little better about buying my Christmas presents. In fact, I'm going to buy more presents for my mother, cause I feel like her presents aren't all that great. I know she'll love them, but I want to go above and beyond the call of duty. Yay for more shopping!