Seriously, I don’t know what is going on with me this week, but I can’t remember the last time I’ve felt this consistently sleep-deprived for no apparent reason. Sleep is probably the most important thing to my healthy and happy lifestyle. I don’t give up sleep for anything.*
I most certainly don’t give it up to just stare at my blinds or play with my phone at 2 AM. I don’t give it up to read blogs at 6 AM. But that’s what I’ve been doing this week because I cannot sleep.
I hate not getting enough sleep. I drives me crazy when people are constantly complaining they are tired; to that I say, “Go to bed earlier!” Our generation is a sleepy, nap-loving one, and I’m convinced it’s because people spend too much time watching crappy reality reruns on Bravo and MTV. I don’t waste my sleep time and therefore I’m rarely tired. I take a few naps a year and I’m pretty sure that’s due to my commitment to my bed.
So that’s why I’m so pissed off that I currently have the red-eyed, dark-circled look of someone who chooses not to sleep. I have good time management skills! I have a sleep mask! I should be able to get through my day without completely losing my train of thought every five seconds!
It’s taking every bit of energy I have — which isn’t much — to fight the sleep munchies. And, I do apologize, but that’s the energy I normally use for writing coherent blog posts. I could have written something for today…but I think that may have sent me elbow-deep into a bag of tortilla chips. I love you guys, but when it comes to life decisions, I will choose my ass over you. I don’t think you want the knowledge of my jeans feeling snug weighing on your conscience today, so I’m just going to quit while I’m ahead.
I shall return.
*For real…ask any guy.