I Stayed Home from School Today ...
For the past two days, driving to and from work, I've become very groggy near the end of my hour-and-fifteen-minute journey. This is really not a good thing. And I knew how worn-down I was, but I'm stupid and stubborn and hate to go to bed at nine o'clock when there is fun to be had online, books to read, husbands to cuddle, and dorky movies to watch.
I've fallen asleep while driving before, while I was still in university and I was--once again--stupid and stubborn and used to take nineteen credits a semester, plus working twenty hours a week, plus my internships and volunteer gigs. It was scary; I don't want to do it again.
So I reset my alarm this morning for seven, when Johnny the Boss gets to the office, then dragged myself out of bed to make a phonecall that I don't even remember now, then when back to bed and ended up sleeping (total) for almost eleven hours.
I feel much, much better now.
Now I could say that I learned my lesson and won't do it again, but I know that I will. I'm only ever truly happy when insanely busy with multiple projects going at once and nothing ever completely finished. It doesn't help that I'm a nightowl and now get up at 6 a.m. for work, which, believe me, is painful. I hope that once we transfer to the new office in Baltimore (possibly as soon as the end of the month), then I'll be able to sleep a bit later and recover my natural schedule somewhat. The only good thing is that four years of being bored at the WAU has taught me to write during the day. I used to only be able to write at night, the later the better.
Now see, already, I'm thinking, "As soon as I finish this journal entry, what can I get into ...?"
It's between starting a new Haunted October story and working a bit on the "light highlights" on wee!Boromir.