Go figure...pardon me while I groan.
I had a good weekend - even an excellent one. Four day weekends will do that to you. Two fiction books, the Gardens, downtown Portland - Scott and I drove up the Gorge on Sunday, but we should've waited for Monday to do so, I think - turns out to have been so busy we couldn't stop, as I shoulda realized considering it was one of the first good weekend days of the year.
All that and still had time to deal with contractors, laundry, dishes, garbage, etc. Great weekend. I had a scene yesterday I did not much enjoy by the end, but then followed it up with one that I did. Got some neat new code-stuff done and didn't completely lose my mind under my new role (we had to staff-shuffle, eep).
Now, today, is back to work. The point of a four-day weekend was to give me a bunch of down-time and relax me, and it worked really well. Except.
Except last night, I slept horribly. This rarely happens - I usually sleep very well no matter what! I don't remember Scott coming to bed, but when I woke up too cold from being under just the blanket, he was there. It was not much later that I woke up too hot, having dragged the comforter across me. With the blanket and the robe, I was alternately too hot and too cold. At some point, a very loud plane or helicopter flew overhead, a long drone that dragged me out of sleep (not common here, and in any case something I'd expect to sleep through). I woke up with my nose stuffed up so that my head hurt. I woke for no reason at all, from dreaming of walking through a game and being my character, alternating that with dealing with walk-up-and-touch-them +job listings. I woke up because the second pillow I cuddled up to got turned and the cold side was against me. When I woke up at 5:40 or so and the sky was getting light, I knew I'd have trouble getting back to sleep after and in any case was only twenty minutes from the alarm, so I got up.
I think those are all the reasons I remember. It got worse from about 3:30 on, so I think I got a tolerable amount of unbroken sleep before that, but really, that was not a good start to the week and I hope that I sleep better tonight. That was not a nice trick, thanks, universe....
All that and still had time to deal with contractors, laundry, dishes, garbage, etc. Great weekend. I had a scene yesterday I did not much enjoy by the end, but then followed it up with one that I did. Got some neat new code-stuff done and didn't completely lose my mind under my new role (we had to staff-shuffle, eep).
Now, today, is back to work. The point of a four-day weekend was to give me a bunch of down-time and relax me, and it worked really well. Except.
Except last night, I slept horribly. This rarely happens - I usually sleep very well no matter what! I don't remember Scott coming to bed, but when I woke up too cold from being under just the blanket, he was there. It was not much later that I woke up too hot, having dragged the comforter across me. With the blanket and the robe, I was alternately too hot and too cold. At some point, a very loud plane or helicopter flew overhead, a long drone that dragged me out of sleep (not common here, and in any case something I'd expect to sleep through). I woke up with my nose stuffed up so that my head hurt. I woke for no reason at all, from dreaming of walking through a game and being my character, alternating that with dealing with walk-up-and-touch-them +job listings. I woke up because the second pillow I cuddled up to got turned and the cold side was against me. When I woke up at 5:40 or so and the sky was getting light, I knew I'd have trouble getting back to sleep after and in any case was only twenty minutes from the alarm, so I got up.
I think those are all the reasons I remember. It got worse from about 3:30 on, so I think I got a tolerable amount of unbroken sleep before that, but really, that was not a good start to the week and I hope that I sleep better tonight. That was not a nice trick, thanks, universe....
