Tag: Sleep

Travel Tomorrow

It is 9:30pm on Saturday night. The car that is taking us to the airport will be here at 4:45am. My alarm is set for 3:30. Here’s hoping I get at least a little sleep tonight.

We’re 95% packed. All that is left is last minute things like this laptop I’m typing this post on, and some chargers, and things like that. Harry is here and he’s doing some laundry, so he has to finish that tonight too.

One thing that isn’t here is the new/ancient film camera that I bought off of ebay last week. The USPS delivery date/time was today at 9:00pm. It was set for that for almost a whole week. At 9:00 tonight the estimate changed to Monday at 9:00pm. Fucking post office. I’m so pissed off. Now my new/old camera is going to sit on the steps for almost a whole week while I’m off visiting Mickey in Florida. Fucking post office.

I’m going to try and get some sleep soon. Here’s hoping for a smooth journey tomorrow, a successful week’s vacation with the family, and a safe and easy trip home next weekend. It’s going to be a great week… despite the fucking post office.

Weird Saturday

It is Saturday morning and it is a weird one so far. Somehow I managed to get a good nights sleep last night AND I managed to wake up early this morning. How did that happen? Weird, eh?

Here’s a cat. It was just before sunrise and it was dark in the room. The iPhone 16 Pro Max’s low light function comes through again. Actually, the cat staying still for 2-3 seconds was what made this one work. Thanks, cat!

Bed Time

It’s 10:00pm and I am going to bed.

Tomorrow is a vacation day and I am planning to spend as much time as I can working on the RPM Challenge. Call it a music day. There will be singing, there will be guitar playing, there will be music and lyric writing, and there may even be some saxophone playing. A crazy day is in store.

For now though… I’m dead on my feet. It’s time for bed.

Another Screwy Day

Today is Thursday and much like yesterday and the day before it is turning out to be a screwy day. Fun.

I overslept this morning. I had a bunch of things I wanted to do before the work day started and then I overslept and screwed up all of my plans. I did get the big things in, my day’s worth of goofy exercise, breakfast, routine stuff like that, and I managed to sneak in a little bit of guitar playing. I put rhythm guitars onto one RPM Challenge song. Not much but better than nothing.

We got a little snow last night. Probably less than an inch. The snow turned into rain and now we have a driveway covered in a nightmare of slush. At some point later today the temperature is going to drop and that nightmare of slush is going to turn into a nightmare of ice and I don’t know if I am going to have time to clear any of it before it freezes. I am super happy about that. Really. There’s not an ounce of sarcasm here. I am thrilled to the teeth by this potential outcome*.

It’s not even noon yet and the work day has been just as crazy as yesterday. Not bad, but a weird combination of hectic and frustrating. It’s looking like tomorrow will be similar, but after that things should settle again. Here’s hoping at least.

In closing, here’s a few guitar pictures from this morning because I am insane.

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*Contrary to the above statement, I was in fact being sarcastic. Extremely sarcastic. My words were dripping with venomous sarcasm. Just call me a sarcasm machine.

I’m Tired

I am tired today. I’m wrapping up my lunch break on this fine(?) Monday afternoon and I am tired. Over night last night I woke up at about 1:00am with hunger pains. Lovely. I had a bite to eat and felt better and fortunately it held me over until morning. I overslept a little and thought I was going to be late to work but fortunately the morning after the super bowl (superb owl) lead to light traffic and I got to my desk with plenty of time to spare.

I had no interest in the super bowl (superb owl) at all yesterday. Knowing that the fat nazi fuck face of a president was going to be in the stands meant that you couldn’t have paid me to watch. Not in a million, billion years. Fuck that fat nazi fuck. I read an article today that reported the US TV broadcasts included audio of applauding crowds as the scumbag was introduced, while the same moment on foreign TV broadcasts could clearly hear a resounding round of boos. Thanks, fascist collaborating TV networks. Fuck you too. I swear, the entire US media industry is currently made up of a bunch of fucking Neville Chamberlains. Fuck them all.

What was I talking about? Oh yeah, I am tired. It’s 2:30pm. I have three hours left in my work day. I wanna go home. I wanna go home, give my wife a great big hug and a great big smooch and then fall asleep until morning. That would really hit the spot.

In closing, fuck that fat stupid nazi loser fucking fuck.

Ouch

I’m too old for this shit.

Shoveling, I mean. I felt okay when I first came back inside after shoveling, but now that a few hours have passed… Ouch town, population me, bro. Every inch of me is sore, and despite having two of the best nights sleep I’ve had in ages over the last two nights, I am completely exhausted.

I don’t know if I have the energy to do anything other than sit on the couch for the rest of the night. I think we were already planning on ordering out for dinner tonight. Maybe I’ll be able to crawl to the door to bring the delivery in.* I mean, really… that’s asking a lot.

It is a good thing I managed to put rhythm guitar tracks onto two RPM Challenge songs this morning before I shoveled. I don’t know if I will be able to do any more than that tonight, though I really need to. We’ll see how the pain goes. For now though, it’s just couch time. Much needed couch time, believe me.

Here’s a few guitar pictures to hold us over until next time.

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*Obviously I exaggerate. I mean, it’s still laundry day after all.

I’m So Tired

I’m exhausted. No, really. I am so tired. My wife (the birthday girl) and I just sat down for dinner and I said, “I am too tired to chew.”

Seriously.

Why am I so tired? It might be because I can’t stop reading about how the fascists are dismantling my government. Seriously… at what point does secession become the only viable option, and are we getting close to that point? I think we might be.

I hate fascists. I seriously hate fascists. I hate them so much I need to nap for three days.

Vacations are Weird

You know what? Being on vacation is just weird.

Example?

I just slept until 8:00am. WhatWhatWhat???

I did not set my alarm for 5:00am, or 5:30am, or even a super late 6:00am. No, I set it for 8:00am! After that, amazingly, I didn’t still wake up at 5:00! Well, I did, but then I just rolled over and went back to sleep.

Like I said, being on vacation is just weird. Weird, I tells ya!

Nap

How did you spend your first couple of hours on vacation?

After getting very little sleep last night, shortly after checking into the Disney World Resort I took a 90 minute nap…

…and somehow feel more exhausted than I did before.

It’s good to be traveling.