Another day…
Author: Mitch Garvis
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Day 1226
My sleep yesterday was similar to Tuesday… I slept for about four hours, then I woke up for a couple of hours, and then I went back to sleep for another 4-5 hours. After working on less than three hours of sleep yesterday, I am feeling much better (physically) today. Emotionally… that’s a whole other story.
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Day 1225
Unlike the previous day, I did not sleep well at all yesterday. I went right to bed after my class, but could not really sleep. I might have gotten three hours of sleep but they were fitful and interrupted. I did not give up because I knew my body needed the rest so I stayed in bed until I knew I had to get up to teach my evening class.
I am a couple of hours into teaching my class for the day and I am going to get through it as well as I can but I am counting down the hours until I can get some sleep. Unfortunately, as of this moment that countdown is at 7.5 hours, which means I have to find a way to stay awake for that long. It also means that in all likelihood whatever method I use to stay awake will keep me awake long after I can sleep. Grrr.
Have a day folks.
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Day 1224
By the time my class ended yesterday I was so tired that I was not sure that I would make it to my bed safely. At the same time, I was worried that I might not get the sleep that I needed. Sure enough, I slept five hours and then was up again. I took Princess Sophie for her walk, and when we came home I made a meal… although I am not quite sure which meal it was. I was up for about four hours, and then at 8:00pm I went back to bed… hopeful that I would get at least one or two more hours of sleep. Sure enough, I woke up after 12:30am. While it was not straight through, I did actually get over nine hours of sleep. I will make it through the day without a problem.
My weight is another story… I have to get back on track!
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Day 1222
For only the second time in a month my Sleep Score was an 83 last night. I had trouble falling asleep, but when I did I slept well. I was worried when, around 6:30am, I had to get up to pee. I was worried that Princess Sophie would not let me get back into bed because she wanted to start her day. Fortunately that was not the case, and I was able to sleep another couple of hours, and for the second time in a month I recorded eight hours of sleep.
I spent the day connecting with friends yesterday, and then the evening on the balcony with a cigar and a drink. I suppose that is my pattern these days.
This evening I begin teaching my class in Central Europe Standard Time again… which for local time looks like 1:00am unto 11:30am. Add to that, this evening I begin my last week with my evening classes, so Monday, Wednesday, and Friday I am also teaching from 6:30pm until 10:30pm. It is going to be another disastrous week for my sleeping, but work is good for my soul. Right now it is the only part of my life that is.
Have a great day folks.
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Day 1221
As do many adults, I enjoy a drink from time to time. I have for years followed the guidance that when I feel I need a drink then I do not drink. I have never wanted alcohol to be a crutch. That seems to have gone by the wayside these last few weeks (and especially the last two). I am not drinking to excess, but I am pouring myself a double almost every evening. I would like to say that I need to stop… but for the time being, I have more pressing things going on in my life, in my head. If it’s simply a couple of drams of whisky or rum in the evening then it is much better than it might be.
I spent most of the last five days cramming for an exam for which I still felt that I was not fully prepared, but I needed to pass it by yesterday in order to be able to teach the class this week. It paid off, and yesterday evening I passed the Microsoft Cybersecurity Architect exam. Don’t get all excited – while it is certainly a bear of an exam, I do not think of anyone who passes it as an architect or anything close. I actually failed it on Thursday (I started that morning with another crushing email that threw me and my emotions (which had already been in the toilet) completely asunder. I then spent ten hours Friday and eight hours Saturday preparing to retake it, and I was able to eke out the passing score in the evening. I did not ace it, but it was also not a borderline pass. What a relief.
That is the good news, and the fact that the related course seems to be in huge demand all of a sudden means that it was a smart move. The bad news (not really bad, but…) is that this week’s class is another Central Europe Standard Time class – another week (well, four days) of overnights. It will be grueling, but I will make it through; I always do.
It is time for me to start my day… even though I wish I could just crawl back into bed I have commitments. Her Floofness decided that nearly five hours was enough sleep for me, and would not let me stay in bed. Now I have things to do, so I will hit it.
Have a day folks.
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Day 1219
Yesterday was worse that most of my recent crappy days. I will not go into detail. No, there is no hope… but I still do not feel ready to share my story. For those of you waiting with bated breath for me to badmouth anyone or air my dirty laundry in these posts then you can stop waiting… it is not going to happen. My pain is my own, and while there is certainly a villain in the story, I am choosing to walk away.
I don’t know why I expected anything different, but after two relatively good nights of sleep, last night was a disaster. I tossed and turned until 4:30am. I have too much on my mind and too much pain in my heart for the streak to continue. As a precaution, I stripped my sheets and washed them this morning. Tonight I will get into a freshly made bed with freshly cleaned sheets and maybe… just maybe things will be different.
If only I could change the dirty sheets of my life as easily.
