so its 1:55am and I’m still up. I’m in bed on my laptop, hubby is on his phone browsing youtube. This is an extremely common phenomenon in our household. People are always saying to me, “Ohhh you look so tired, poor thing, it’s hard isn’t it (whilst staring at wee man)”. Haha. If only everyone knew the truth (he sleeps from 9pm – 8am straight and has done for months now) they would not be so sympathetic. My skin suffers so badly, I have at least 3 massive pimples right now – these need to disappear pronto please.
I think I have some kind of problem. It’s not that I don’t like sleep, I love LOVE LOVE the moment you climb into bed and it’s all cosy, and I generally have no problem actually drifting off to sleep. I just put off going to bed until it is so ridiculously late that I can’t bear staying up any longer. I’ve been this way for as long as I was allowed to pick my own bedtime – I’d quite often rock up to uni having had only a few hours sleep as I’d been playing counterstrike till 4am or something. Or even worse to work. Haha. Less than productive Laura on those days.
What was I doing tonight? I think i was looking up embroidery classes online. Yeah I’d love to learn but realistically I’m not going to for ages, and what’s more, it doesn’t need to be researched at 1am regardless. So here is my challenge to myself, – in bed by 11pm on school nights, 1am every other night, for a month – I can do it! Maybe this way I can spend babys nap time doing productive things instead of having my own nanna nap
Oh yeah… it’s my hubbys fault too. He’s just as bad.. we are not good for each other when it comes to going to bed early…