Tag: Sleep

Lights Out

I’m tired, so tired. It’s bed time for ol’ Robbie and it ain’t ever 9:00 yet.

I wanted to get a ton of music done today. I got some, but not a ton. There’s another song ready to mix, and I added two more (bad) songs to the list. Forward progress, my friends.

Tomorrow should be music free. We get to drive through the wilderness to get the kids at camp. The last two nights have sucked without having them here. We will make up for it tomorrow night at the camp fire. I must check my camera’s battery!

Not Good Post Script

I was hoping that if I shared last night’s inability to sleep with the universe it would un-jinx me and I’d be able to nod off. It didn’t work. At least not right away. It also didn’t help that I snapped awake at 4:30. All in all I got about four hours of sleep or so.

It is going to be a long, long day.

Mondays Suck

Today was the third Monday I’ve worked since getting promoted (already?) and losing my second telecommuting day. It’s the first one that hurt though, for two reasons.

Jen and I over slept this morning. Not much, just a little. Hell, it wasn’t even enough to make me late for work. I left at the usual time, but I had to skip packing my lunch. The kids were at their fathers this weekend. Had I been able to work form home today I actually would have been able to stay in bed for two more hours. That hurt. That hurt in a big way.

The second way not telecommuting hurt is sillier. Season four of The Walking Dead is winding down. On a tele-Monday I would have watched last night’s episode before work. Even with driving in today, I still tried to watch before work. I said I left home at the normal time, but today is St Patrick’s Day as well as the Boston-only holiday, Evacuation Day. Traditionally it is an easy drive day. I downloaded last night’s episode onto my phone in the hopes I’d get to work fast enough to watch it in the parking lot.

The file is 43 minutes long. I parked in the lot at 8:20. Ssssssso close. I started watching, but after 17-18 minutes I stopped and went inside. It was cold, the screen is small, the show was dark (literally as well as figuratively) and hard to see. I watched the rest when I got home. I’m glad I waited for a bigger view.

Oh. My. God. That was the most difficult story since Sofia came out do the barn. Mind blowingly awesome. Brutal and terrible and heart destroyingly painful, but awesome. Television does not get any better,

So now I sit here, in between periods of the Bruins vs Wild game. Wishing I’d gotten an extra chunk of sleep and wishing I’d watched some great tv in one sitting. I miss my second telecommuting day. Indeed I do.

Goals

I have one major goal for the next few days:

Sleep.

I don’t mean sleep a little then wake up, then sleep a little then wake up, over and over all night.

I don’t mean lie awake for a couple of hours before finally drifting off for the last few hours before the alarm goes off.

I mean go to bed at a decent hour and sleep straight through until morning.

I fear those days might be behind me now.

Long Confusing Week

I mentioned the other day that we had a slight, one time schedule change.  We swapped a kid day with the kids’ dad.  He took our Thursday and we took his Tuesday.  The result was pretty catastrophic to my internal calendar.  I spent all of Wednesday convinced it was Friday.  I then spent all of Thursday convinced it was Friday too.  This morning when I woke up I was pretty sure that it was Saturday.  Spoiler alert:  It wasn’t.

After having less than three hours of sleep on Wednesday night/Thursday morning I was toast by early evening.  I tried to put the Bruins game on the radio while I was laying in bed.  I missed the first period and it was early in the second when I put my headphones on and put my head on the pillow…  And that was all she wrote.  The Bruins won 4-2, and I didn’t actually hear any of it.  Yippee.

It’s a good thing I got that sleep last night though because today has been the most hectic day in human history.  I’ve been bouncing around like crazy all day.  I was looking forward to a quiet weekend.  Now I am even more than before… I just found out I could be on call for most of the time.  Urgh, indeed.

Urgh

I’m tired, I’m stressed, I feel like I’m right on the edge of getting sick. I don’t know what this weekend has in store for us, but I am hoping there is some sleeping late on the agenda. I’ve been trying to get to sleep early every night this week, but some how it’s not helping. Maybe sleeping a full night without waking up three or four times would fix me.

My wife is in even worse shape. Her company had a release this morning and she had to go into the office to cover it… at 4am. She woke up at 2am to get ready for work. That’s crazy. She deserves a nice sleeping in day this weekend too.

Wish us luck.

Horatio Nelson Jackson

My beautiful wife and I have pretty much checked out this weekend. I had a work issue come up Friday night, we went birthday present shopping yesterday, and went to a birthday party today. The rest of the weekend has been split between sleeping late and flaking out. It’s been heaven.

Right now we are watching a Ken Burns documentary on a guy named Horatio Nelson Jackson. Who the hell is that?

In 1903 he was in San Francisco and made a bet. Some one said, I bet you $50 you can’t drive an automobile from here to New York. Four days later, Jackson was on the road to New York.

Although there were no actual paved roads. There were also no maps. There were also no gas stations. There were also no auto mechanics. His car was basically a buggy with a little motor. How it got him across town, I’ll never know.

That didn’t stop this nut job from hitting the road though. We’ve got a half hour left in the show. Hopefully I will be able to post again later saying that his story ended in New York. We’ll see.

I have never seen a Ken Burns documentary that I didn’t seriously enjoy. This is no exception.

Thanks, Ken Burns!

World Series Game Five – A Win and a Fail

Game five of the 2013 World Series was a win of gigantic proportions for the Boston Red Sox. It was also an epic collapse for me.

Jon Lester was amazing. David Ortiz came into the game hitting .727 and actually saw his average go up. Stephen Drew continued to be the worst hitter on Earth, but drew a key walk and scored a run and also continued his fantastic play at shortstop. David Ross had the game winning hit. Did I mention that Jon Lester was amazing?

Of course I fell asleep around the sixth inning. I tried to stay awake, but three nights of midnight finishes in a row was just too much for me. I did my best, but I failed. I missed all the Ross heroics. It was still 1-1 when I fell asleep. I feel shame.

My failure aside, the Boston Red Sox are one win away from a World Championship, and they have two chances at clinching. The Cardinals will pitch Wakka Wakka tomorrow. Fozzy Bear’s catch phrase has been all but unhittable in this post season. It will be a huge challenge to avoid a game seven, but the Sox have done screwier thing this year. Lackey will pitch for the Sox. He’s been awesome and we’ll need him to be awesome again.

The mentality for Boston must be that game seven is out of the question. Game six is our must win game. We cannot give them any life. We have to finish them. As my dad used to sing to us, “when you’re in a fight and you’ve got ’em down… kick em!”

Go Red Sox! Follow my father’s philosophy! Win game six!

Go Red Sox!