I've had a tough few weeks adjusting to the medical school schedule as well as the workload. I'm not a morning person ordinarily, and so I've had to make my body adjust to the new schedule. Trying to commit to 9:30 bedtimes whenever possible, and trying to make myself sleep, have presented challenges. You know what a night owl I've been for several years. It's been my practice to be up blogging and/or writing emails after my work in the evenings, often 'til 2 a.m.
Well, with the new schedule, I definitely got overtired. I had been doing an OK job managing, but though it was all very exciting, it was really getting hard. Finally on Thursday, I succumbed to the exhaustion and had a killer nap -- long and deep and full of very strange dreams (but not as strange as hers; there was no sex with Jessica Simpson). I see those weird dreams as my brain trying to repair itself and adjust to all this nonsense for such an old dog. It was great and much needed, but though I had planned to go to yoga that evening, I could not break out of the post-nap fog enough to do it.
The next day, I felt totally on top of my game at work. I had enough energy to make it through the morning without wilting, and my steno-writing kicked ass. The problem is that after medical school classes, that day was only a third over. After the regular morning of med school, I had several hours to kill before an evening orientation session I was to cover, then I had to pick up Abigail at the airport. Home is not that far from work, but far enough to make it too taxing to drive home, then drive back and go back to work.
The work is lucrative enough that I decided it would be worth it to get a hotel room to take a nap for a couple of hours in the afternoon. That was a challenge, it being college move-in weekend, as well as Labor Day Weekend. I almost gave up, but I finally scored a room. I checked in immediately, got washed up, and lay down for a nap. I have a hard time sleeping in strange places, but I was finally dozing off.
FOR FUCK SAKE.
WHY????! WHAT?????!!! GO AWAY! I'm RESTING!
I made a complaint at the front desk when I checked out. The guy was very apologetic, but did not offer to refund my money. I didn't ask him to, either. He asked if I'd had the "Do Not Disturb" sign on my door, which I hadn't. But when I had JUST BARELY CHECKED IN, why would housekeeping be just popping in???? What possible reason???! Why can't the world just LEAVE ME ALONE sometimes?! Ugh.
Anyway, napping is the new yoga. That night Abigail's plane was late, and we didn't get home 'til well after midnight. I had to be back on campus yesterday morning for another morning orientation event, which went better than I expected. But I couldn't wait to get home and TAKE A NAP. I did, for three solid hours! I might finally be feeling caught up on my sleep now, though I'm still suffering post-nap brain fog. I've got an all-local chicken soup (everything is from my garden except the chicken itself, and the garlic, both of which are from a local farm) simmering on the stove, and a double batch of tomatoes drying in the oven (good Lorrrrrd, I love those!), and I sent out my bills for this past week. I've got today (Sunday) off, Abigail's home, and I'm even considering pulling one of the unfinished sweaters out of wherever it is they've been squirreled away, lo these many months. "Considering." I said "considering." Don't get too carried away with making assumptions. It's a considerment, nothing more. But I've had naps! Anything could happen -- including me making up words again.
Life is good.