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This afternoon at work I was literally falling asleep at my desk. After probably 45 minutes of this (not to mention the fact that it’s about 112° in my office because they’re trying to save electricity money) I couldn’t take it anymore and decided to come home and take a nap. So I did and I slept for 3 hours straight. Ever since Sebo’s little growth spurt kicked in a couple weeks ago, this is by far the longest I’ve slept in that time. So I slept from about 5:30 until 8:30. And about 10:00 Michelle and the kid went to bed and I came into the home office and got to work. This may actually become something we do more often in the future, at least when I have a lot of freelance like I do now. Michelle suggested maybe I sleep from 5-10pm and then get up and go to work. That way at least I could get an amazing 5 hours of sleep in a row. She might be on to something. We were talking the other day and we realized that neither of us have slept for more than a few hours at a time since June 8th, the night before the night we went into labor. I would have thought that after 5 weeks, we would have gotten used to something like this, like maybe we would have trained our bodies to thrive on only a little sleep.

No deal. It’s just as difficult now as ever. Maybe even harder. I have a hard time concentrating at work. I fidget. I look like hell. Sometimes I fix my hair and sometimes I just don’t care. We’re big fans of LOST and you know when Desmond was in the hatch, before the survivors got there, and every 108 minutes for several years, he had to enter the code or the world would end? That meant that he could NEVER sleep for more than about an hour and a half at a time. I feel kind of like that.

So it’s 1:22 now and I’m working on the magazine, stuff for Nashville Shores, the Titans program book, and some sample interior pages for a book publishing account I’m hoping to land at my meeting with them tomorrow. Wish me luck. And hopefully I will stay awake during the meeting and that I’ll remember to wear pants. Sleepy people do crazy things.

3 thoughts on “Sleepless”

  1. Best of luck!! With your talent and great work, they couldn’t turn you down even if you did fall asleep and not wear pants.

  2. It gets better, I promise. He’ll start sleeping for more hours at a time soon. And no, your body never gets used to it! Dorothy still has something about Sunday nights at 3:34 a.m. that she comes to wake me (not Stephen, ME) or try to get in bed with us, which is a no-no. My alarm goes off @ 5 a.m., which is usually when I have just gotten back to sleep good. You can count on me not knowing my butt from a hole in the ground every Monday!
    Best o’ luck with the new account, I don’t see how you couldn’t get it, you are very talented.

  3. HA!!!!! Desmond in the hatch is the best way I’ve ever heard it put. We’re right there with you. In the hatch. ALL THE TIME. :-)

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