It’s no secret that I’ve got odd sleeping habits these days. It was easy to keep on a schedule (relatively speaking) when I was working, but when the only things guiding my schedule now are being awake when the kid is awake, and doing so long enough to take care of the chickens during daylight…well things sort of go all to hell then.
After the holidays I wanted to try to get back to a reasonable schedule. 2 four-hour naps seemed kind of wasteful to me, and made it hard to get much done. I tried, too. I really did. But it seems not to matter. I go to bed before midnight, get up at 6:30, and still feel like I’m falling asleep by noon. Or earlier.
The last two nights have had a bonus feature – funkyass dreams. In the first one, it started out somewhat normal. We were visiting some people and were looking for the shower. We found one, but it turned out to be a huge gymnasium-sized shower room, which in turn became explained to me as a “quarantine” by some guy walking the perimeter (which suddenly had a fence and a concrete wall, concurrently. Such are dreams). I started seeing faces move in the grafitti, and they became monstery things.
Last night, however, started and ended the same. A large group of people, including myself and my partner, were in a huge stone keep going room-to-room hunting down these things. Seems like everyone on the good guy team was bald, for some reason. They also struck me as being Asian. Weapon of choice was a sword, although at one point a guy was using what seemed to be a whip with blades up and down the length, so it just sliced heads off (it was movie-worthy, that scene – the guy had been using it like a jump-rope, then casually whips it around and decapitates a baddy).
I should describe the bad guys better. My best description would be something like from Civ IV’s Afterworld mod, one of the bleeders. But they mostly had skin. So like a human-based monster with really bad skin. Wow, said like that, it’s kinda lame, huh.
We all seemed to travel in pairs, and at one point my partner and I made ourselves inconspicuous in a room to wait for the head bad guy to come in, so we could lure him to his doom. At that point, we turned into one person (again, such are dreams) and ran like hell while the guy chased us, right into the good-guy stonghold. Then they all got dead and I woke up.
I woke up at 4:45. Same time I woke up yesterday morning due to some explosions down the road, but today I could not get back to sleep. I gave up and got up. Took a shower. I’m sure that soon after I get the kid off to school, I’ll be dozing off instead of doing any of the things I have been meaning to do for days (laundry, cleaning the floors, finding my kitchen).
Let’s see what happens!