So when I woke up at 5am, and heard the gentle tapping of sleet against the window, I figured I wasn't going to work today. And when I toddled downstairs to look out the front window at the street, and saw that it was a big grey slushy morass, I knew I wasn't going to work today! And so I went back to bed, and slept too, too long. Because my body has a very set routine on work days:
5am - get up
7am - first cup of tea
8.30am - second cup of tea
11am - lunch
1.30pm - third cup of tea
6pm dinner
And today it got:
5am - get up; promptly go back to bed
7am - sleep
8.30am - sleep
11am - sleep
So when I woke up at noon I had missed two meals and was in serious caffiene withdrawl. It sort of takes the fun out of sleeping in.
But now, I have had some tea, and some strudel (and I did make gingerbread, so I will have some of that in a bit), and all is well. I am pondering lunch. I have also been playing with Otto, who has been as excited to have someone home in the middle of the day as a kid actually off school for a snow day. I let him go out on the porch to sniff around, while I was shoveling, except he kept running over to the neighbor's door and trying to get in. No good!
So I did Good Productive Things: I shoveled my walk, and put salt on it, and cleaned off my car and moved it back to my house from the side street I parked it on. Soon, I think, I will paint a stepstool I've had for six months and planned to paint this whole time. And have more tea.
Side Note Not About Weather: I was talking to my mom last night, and instead of the phrase "stay at home father" (we were discussing J's inevitable role if the two of us should ever have kids), she used the word "housepapa". And I just found that....totally adorable. I'll add it to the pile of Good Things About Having Kids. Which is still a much smaller pile than the Bad Things, see above in re: sleeping until noon.
5am - get up
7am - first cup of tea
8.30am - second cup of tea
11am - lunch
1.30pm - third cup of tea
6pm dinner
And today it got:
5am - get up; promptly go back to bed
7am - sleep
8.30am - sleep
11am - sleep
So when I woke up at noon I had missed two meals and was in serious caffiene withdrawl. It sort of takes the fun out of sleeping in.
But now, I have had some tea, and some strudel (and I did make gingerbread, so I will have some of that in a bit), and all is well. I am pondering lunch. I have also been playing with Otto, who has been as excited to have someone home in the middle of the day as a kid actually off school for a snow day. I let him go out on the porch to sniff around, while I was shoveling, except he kept running over to the neighbor's door and trying to get in. No good!
So I did Good Productive Things: I shoveled my walk, and put salt on it, and cleaned off my car and moved it back to my house from the side street I parked it on. Soon, I think, I will paint a stepstool I've had for six months and planned to paint this whole time. And have more tea.
Side Note Not About Weather: I was talking to my mom last night, and instead of the phrase "stay at home father" (we were discussing J's inevitable role if the two of us should ever have kids), she used the word "housepapa". And I just found that....totally adorable. I'll add it to the pile of Good Things About Having Kids. Which is still a much smaller pile than the Bad Things, see above in re: sleeping until noon.
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Date: 2007-02-15 02:53 pm (UTC)Is that supposed to be no one gets sleep in the first 6 to 9 weeks?