It's usually pretty 'on time', but the last month or so it's been off like a 17th century pocket watch.
Some of this I blame on the time change.
When it gets pitch black at 5:30pm, it makes my body go into sleep mode. We wrap things up for the evening and hit the pillows. Unfortunately when you go to bed at 9, I then wake up at 4...and that ain't good for my daytime productivity.
Or the delicate skin under my eyes.
When your ex-husband stops by and says, "You look tired..." , that isn't something that you like to hear. "You look fabulous!" would have been much better. Especially since that particular day I felt alright. I wasn't tired...yet.
Some of the sleep issues are stress related. Minor, mind you. But stress nonetheless. I wake up wondering about schedules and appointments. Thinking about what needs to be done and timelines to do it in. And about this....
Remember that project that I started, instigated really, with that mighty swing of my sledgehammer? Yeah. So this is where we are now.
The upside of this dusty mess is that by Christmas my daughter will have a brand new BIG room, complete with walk-in closet and futon for her posse. We've done our shopping at Pottery Barn Teen and picked out new bedding. She's chosen the wall colors and I'm having a custom headboard built. The carpetings been ordered and the new blinds. If all goes well, they should all arrive and the project will continue along as planned.
If not, well...I'll have something else to lose sleep over.
And until then I managing to lose sleep over not having it done. Either way, it looks like I should invest in some Tylenol PM....