Lately my sleep schedule has been out of control. Staying up until 2 or 3 a.m.?? Sleeping in until 10 or 11 a.m.??! That is ridiculous. I’m supposed to be an adult.
To curb my indulgence, I set the alarm earlier, for 9 o’clock. Naturally, I hit the snooze every 10 minutes for an hour and a half, defeating the purpose. To overcome that habit, I put the alarm clock all the way across my bedroom, so I have to get out of bed to shut it off. This sounds like a brilliant plan, because it is. But I wasn’t counting on my body’s determination to sleep. The first morning I did this, I got out of bed to turn off the alarm — and woke up two hours later, sprawled out on the floor next to the alarm. I figured I would at least get back into bed.
After waking up before 8 a.m. the past two mornings, I think I’ve found the solution. Each night when I go to bed I turn on the space heater in my bedroom. By the time the sun comes up, my bedroom is hot. I can’t sleep in heat. Tossing off covers, hitting snooze, rationalizing an extra hour in bed — none of it works. I have to get up.
I just hope that I get back in the swing of things naturally so that I don’t have to wake up on the brink of sweating every morning. I think I’ll keep the heat treatment for a week, then see how I do without.
p.s. You may have noticed a preponderance of finger-drawn images accompanying my posts. Back in August I used Google search a couple times to supply pictures for posts, but I don’t want to keep doing that. If I don’t have an applicable photo in my reserves, I just have to draw one. I don’t have a picture of myself sleeping, but I do have a picture of Brittany sleeping on vacation.


Britt isn’t going to like that picture and you aren’t going to like your electric bill after leaving on your space heater on all night.
It’s an oil-filled radiator. Low cost. Plus, I haven’t even turned my heat on this year.
Ass. I hope you wake up LATE in a puddle of sweat.
What a freaking “vacation,” sleeping next to your nasty bony feet!
Dude I love your idea of what is funny. It is what keeps me motoring about through life. I miss you and hope to see you soon.