Ramblings of an insomniac.

Okay. I'm tired. We all get that. I know that not everyone out there sleeps often or well. But let me just paint you a little picture: Sunday night I worked until 6:30, and because it was raining so hard Julia ended up staying the night. We watched "The Wizard of Oz" and "Goonies" until about midnight and then went to bed. I fell asleep somewhere around 4am, only to wake up to my alarm at eight and hit snooze. This, of course, meant that I overslept, as I did not actually get up until 10:10. And, I'm sure you all heard about last Friday and the conditioner incident. While I'm thankful for the extra sheen to my hair, I need rest. I'm cranky most of the time from simply working as much as I do. When I finally have a day off on 10/11, I will have worked for 21 days straight. I know, it could be worse, but it could be better also. I get excited when, like today, I only have to go in from 3-9.

I don't know what it is about this month and sleeping. We were getting along so well. My life has a lot of areas of stress that are constantly evolving, but I think I do a pretty good job of just turning it all off most of the time. I guess when I finally lay down, it all comes rushing in and that's why it takes me hours to unwind. Blech. Vicious circle.

Insomnia has pretty much consumed my life. Other than that, I've been working on saving money for Vermont (MAC counter, here I come!) and changing up my diet. Since I finally consider myself a non-smoker, my health has come into the spotlight a bit more. I've always been able to eat what I want and not exercise and be thin. Well, I'll never be thin, let's be honest. My ass has an area code of it's own. But comfortable. Since quitting, though, I've gained another seven or so pounds and I just can't be where I'm at. If I can't be comfortable with telling all of you, then I definitely can't be comfortable with waking up to it everyday. My new diet is not trendy or fancy, but simply includes eating a small piece of toast with peanut butter for breakfast (because I hate eating before 1pm), a healthy low-carb lunch with as much protein and veggies as possible, and a smaller dinner. Really, I just need to evaluate my daily choices. So I've started a food journal which I used to think was cheesy, but now I understand it's effectiveness. When you have your day's previous choices right in front of you, it's easier to figure out what you should have next. I still don't really have time to exercise, which is both an excuse and a truth: my days are already 9-13 hours long. If I were to get up any earlier, they would hover around the 17 hour mark and I just think one day I'd fall asleep in my car and drive off the road. So. The key to all of this is sleep. I love two of my three jobs, and I love keeping busy. 17 hour days would be cake if I could sleep for the other seven. If any of you have any tried-and-true sleep methods, you know where to find me.

Alright, now I'm tired about talking about being tired and I've got a million things to do before three because my alarm went off at eight and again, I ignored it and slept until eleven. FML.