Is it wrong that when I get a break from work I immediately forget my hard-fought sleep schedule and adopt a slovenly schedule of late to bed late to rise with some reading/napping thrown in to the mix? I kind of think it is. At first I let myself revel in the luxury of it all and give myself full permission to lounge as needed. But after the first couple days of that a pattern emerges and lethargy ensues. It seems that sleep begets more sleep yet I never feel rested. Oh cruel irony. By the end of Spring Break I was officially sick of myself and slacker ways, though I was delighted that I finished a 500 page book. Then it was General Conference weekend, which I love, except that it meant 8 hours of TV watching in very close proximity to my family, who frankly I was sick of by that point. I was actually feeling ready to go back to work today except that I couldn't fall asleep last night (due to an afternoon nap) and then had anxiety-filled sleep/wakefulness for the last 2 hours of the night. Hence I woke up with a headache and felt exhausted all day. I'll have to pack it in early tonight in order to get back into my early to bed early to rise mode...when will I ever learn?
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That initial freedom of not having to get up early is so very enticing, it's got a strong pull to throw all caution to the wind.
I love this--especially that you admit being sick of your family for conference! Conference brutalized me for years (trying to listen for eight hours with kids in my grill)--no Tyler and I trade off sessions where one of us gets to go lock ourselves in our room and listen in peace. So much better! Lethargy and slothfulness will always be battles for me. I hope you get back in your groove without too much pain!
OH Gosh, Spring Break really did fly by. The let down has been felt by all at our house as we try to get back into a routine of school. I love Conference Weekend.
Amen to everything AShley said except of course, there is no Tyler in my life so I fight through conference alone and usually just throw in the towel because I can't hear anything anyway with kids in my grill. I am so naturally a night owl and will hate mornings until the day I die (which won't be so bad because I envision Heaven as a place where I can sleep in every morning for as long as I please!
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