I've always slept long and hard - as a uni student I was often in bed by nine. And I don't toss and turn. The position I go to sleep in is nearly always the same one I wake up in. It means I have uneven wrinkles, as the right side of my face gets a lot more smooshing into the pillow than the left.
But this year and for the end of the last year I seem to be getting to bed well after 10. I am waking at six, and feeling fine generally. If I do try to get an early night I just lie in bed till elevenish.
Yesterday Al asked if it was stress, and I don't think it is. It might be, but I tend to keep my stress underground and don't do my worrying on the top layers of my brain. So I can be quite tense and stressed without noticing. Eventually the penny drops. So perhaps the job and the semi solo mothering and Nigel's suicide are stressing me. Last time I got overstressed I got very thin, which was a clue for the clueless. The scales and the waistbands of my clothes reckon I'm suitably relaxed.
Dunno. I'm enjoying the extra hours at night to do mucking around and explore the internet, tidying the house and running. The only thing is that R is going to bed so much earlier than me that we are not getting those rondevous that married couples ought to have regularly. Good luck with your day - I'm picking mine to be very long and exhausting.
Posted by Toni at February 26, 2007 06:13 AM