This week, I’ve had a string of several nights of messed-up sleep. Night before last I actually went to bed early (i.e. on time) and managed to sleep but last night was back to the usual crap level of restless sleeping. Going through my head lately?
Early to bed and early to rise
makes it a challenge to socialize.
I know that’s not the correct quotation but in one session of tossing and turning, I was remembering articles I’d read about lack of sleep contributing to obesity (it’s not quite that simple, not a direct correlation, but rather a domino effect) and thinking that I should take sleep more seriously when that popped into my head. Now it’s running through my head all damn day. Maybe writing it down will help.
The problem with my sleep being messed up, aside from the obvious drowsiness, is also lethargy and apathy. I haven’t wanted to deal with my projects or blogging or other stuff sitting on my plate. It’s all I can do to get through the workday then come home and websurf and game.
I expect I will catch up on sleep this weekend but in the meantime, I could really use a nap.
It’s insane how much sleep can affect things that are considered a given. I’m certain that a large part of the depression I went through shortly after L was born was due to sleep deprivation. Since he’s finally been consistently sleeping through the night (only the last few months), I am amazed at how GOOD I feel. ALL THE TIME. It’s almost creepy, hehe. Two or sometimes just one night of messed up sleep when the kids are sick or going through a nightmare phase messes me up again, too.
Sleep (or lack of it) definitely affects my mental health and, though it pains me to admit it, exercise too. Mike and I are walking more regularly now though and once we get past monsoon season, I’ll get back on my bike, too.