Sunday, December 27, 2009

Acting Like a Teenager

Lots of articles have been written lately about the inner clock of teenagers. It seems most have trouble getting up early for school especially after having stayed up late. I don't remember staying up particularly late as a teen but I do remember rolling out of bed about 20 minutes before I had to leave for school. I walked to high school (almost a mile, up hill both ways) so missing a bus wasn't an issue.

I seem to remember sleeping late on weekends but it's so long ago, I can't say for sure. I think 10:00 to 11:00 a.m. was probably as late as my parents would allow.

Fast forward to the last 15 years. I have not used an alarm clock for at least that long, unless I have to catch an early plane. And then I set two clocks and wake up hourly thinking I've overslept. I might as well not go to bed the night before traveling.

The rest of the time I am up before 6:00 a.m. regardless of what I have to do. Sometimes it's even earlier than that if I wake up and begin thinking about things. I will lay there for a while, not able to go back to sleep and then just give in and get up. I really do like the morning the best anyway; I get more done than any other time of the day.

Yesterday, the Day After Christmas, I slept until 2:00 p.m. And it felt so good! I have been fighting a cold for a week or so. With the holiday and all it's craziness I have just been ignoring it and trudging through. Yesterday I got up with Paul at 6:30 when he left to go hunting with Rosey. After they left, I gave in, took some cold medicine and went back to bed.

I went right back to sleep and woke about 10:00 to Lucy barking and growling. A squirrel in the yard no doubt. I yelled her name and she stopped. At noontime, the same thing, Lucy barking and growling. Again, I yelled her name and she quit. I heard Paul come in around 1 p.m. but I didn't bother to get up for another hour. Finally I thought I better get up since most of the day was gone. I was a little groggy but felt great.

When I came downstairs Paul was huffing and puffing and swearing and I noticed the door to the den was closed. I opened it to peak inside, and there was a bucket sitting there with cleaning stuff. Lucy had apparently pooped and puked all over the den while I slept the day away.

Was that why she was barking? Probably. Poor thing. All while I slept like a teenager. Oh well, these things happen.

9 comments:

BONNIE K said...

"huffing and puffing and swearing..." that describes my husband perfectly when he's cleaning up after our dog! You clearly needed the sleep. I'm normally up at 5:45, but I have been sleeping in this long weekend and I feel very refreshed but at the same time, my joints are so stiff, from too much sleep, I guess.

mama-face said...

I was just had a discussion with two of my older children about how sleeping habits change. At the age I am now I can't sleep in no matter how late I've stayed up the night (morning?) before. They sleep in until noon or later at times. My alarm rarely has a chance to go off; I just wake up about 5 minutes before it's set to. And naps just make me feel awful and grumpy. I miss sleep!

I would be thanking the sleep gods for sure for sleeping through the dog puking. ugh.

Just Breathe said...

Wow, I haven't done that in years.
I too do not need an alarm clock!
You went back in time, how cool!

Melissa Miller said...

Sandy oh my goodness! Poor Rosey!

I hope you are feeling better now. I get up at 9am. I am soooo NOT a morning person. Oops.

Happy New Year! ~Melissa :)

Just Playin' said...

It's all about habit to me it seems. I make myself get up early, early every now and then. Helps me sleep better the next night! Husbands and dogs, oh my. I think mine loves his dog more than me. I'm so glad cause he doesn't mind any dog duties! :)

Pam said...

Cold medicine will do that to you. I am so not a morning person and hope I don't develop this problem. Though it seems all my friends are beginning to have this problem. I might just stock up on cold medicine. Addiction be damned. I hope Lucy's okay.

Anita said...

Poor Lucy, well I guess poor Paul too, since he had to clean it all up. Sometimes only sleep can heal a body.
I am not a morning person, never have been. I need an alarm clock. My natural rhythm with no demands would likely be bed by midnight and up between 8 and 9am.

Housewife Savant said...

I can hear him now, "Lucy! You got some 'splaining to do!"

I wake early too. I get up before everyone else so I can listen to the sounds of my advancing age.

The Last Post said...

I love mornings too, it is the best part of the day. The trouble is that even though my teenage years are behind me I still love my bed and have so much trouble getting up in the mornings.

Poor old Lucy, but you are not alone I have been there too.

 

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