Good Monday morning, everyone. Are you feeling well-rested by a nice relaxing weekend? Well GOOD FOR YOU. I, for one, am tired.
I'm finding that writing up until bedtime and then going to sleep is not working so well for me. My brain just does not want to shut off. I used to be able to do this, only because I would stay up writing until four or five in the morning, at which time sheer exhaustion would take over and I would have no trouble drifting off. This worked exceptionally well for me, right up until I got a job again. There were those years, back in college when I would have been perfectly capable of staying up until four and then being somewhere at eight and feeling at least functionally coherent all day. Those days, I am sorry to tell you, are long gone.
Additionally, I participated in Race for the Cure this weekend along with several of my family members and co-workers. This is my seventh year participating and my problem with it this year is the same issue I have every year. It starts very early in the morning. This year we were supposed to meet up with the team beforehand, so Amy (God bless her for not making us get up earlier to find parking) dropped us off at 7:15 for the 8:00 Race. We got our team photo taken and proceeded to the big mob o' racers. Except before we could participate in Race for the Cure, we had to participate in Stand Around for the Cure. Because the start line was closed off to smaller than one lane of the road, creating a massive bottleneck. We didn't even start making forward progress until 8:40. Not cool, Austin race planners. I could have slept for another hour at least. But once we made it through the start gauntlet, we made short work of the 5K and proceeded out to breakfast without passing Go. I took a nap and all (what, after all, is a Sunday without a nap?) but then I was up writing again until I attempted to go to sleep around 12, with little success.
(Normally, I would have put up a link to my Race page so you could have all gone and donated, but since I was on a workplace team, it seemed a bad idea to advertise to the entire Internet where exactly I work. I mean, it's not YOU I don't trust, it's those OTHER people. You know, them. But I'm sure you could go to www.komen.org and make a donation on behalf of my lost sleep.)
So I believe I will be climbing on the caffeine carousel a little early today. And I further believe that November is going to be a long and sleepy month.
(Also, don't you think Typepad should begin giving me kick-backs of some sort? Now that I have sent them Lisa AND Dave? Where's my cut, Typepad?)