I've Been Losing Sleep

I haven't been sleeping well. Couldn't tell you why. Maybe it's the temperature/noise/light levels in my room in the new house. Maybe it's the weight of things I have to do. Maybe it's the sinus pressure from the ever-changing weather around these parts.

Whatever it is, I've decided to stop telling myself I'm too tired to do stuff.

I think we heard one time that we're supposed to get 8 hours of sleep every night and so when we feel tired, we do that quick math ("nope, I only got 7") and resign ourselves to a day of excuses.

I think you'll have noticed by now that excuses are coming off my to-do list.

Yes, I am tired a lot lately. Yes, I would rather feel well-rested.

Even on those nights I get 8 hours of sleep, though, I still don't recall feeling like I actually got enough sleep.

I asked my parents the other day, half face-down in my plate of steak at Montana Mike's, if there's ever a time that you feel well-rested as an adult. They kind of laughed that laugh parents do when it's like "oh boy, you'll see."

The point is, while we can control how much sleep we get to an extent, there will always be other circumstances. There will be things getting in the way. People to see, stuff you need to get done.

And it's time I stop telling myself "well, I didn't get as much writing done as I wanted, but I'm tired."