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Saturday night: crashed out on the couch at my Dad's place. Slept fitfully. It's not a bad couch but it's not a bed.
Sunday night: crashed out at home in my own bed. Slept fitfully. Isn't exercise supposed to help you sleep better?
Monday: could barely stay awake at work. Got home, fell over unconscious around 6:05, woken up about 8:25 by child wanting to be tucked in.
Monday night: slept fitfully. Weird anxiety dreams, mostly. Woke up a couple of times with body saying "OK, had enough sleep now" and brain saying "oh, no you haven't, go settle back down". Eventually gave that up as a bad business about 5 AM.
Tuesday: at work, ready for a nap. Or something.
WTF. Seriously.
Sunday night: crashed out at home in my own bed. Slept fitfully. Isn't exercise supposed to help you sleep better?
Monday: could barely stay awake at work. Got home, fell over unconscious around 6:05, woken up about 8:25 by child wanting to be tucked in.
Monday night: slept fitfully. Weird anxiety dreams, mostly. Woke up a couple of times with body saying "OK, had enough sleep now" and brain saying "oh, no you haven't, go settle back down". Eventually gave that up as a bad business about 5 AM.
Tuesday: at work, ready for a nap. Or something.
WTF. Seriously.
