I had the worst night sleep. Tossing and turning, throwing blankets on and off, I got out of bed about 2.30am after 40 minutes or so of whiling myself back to sleep, turned the light on grabbed the new book I had started reading earlier, after the second attempt of reading the same (first) page 6 times and still not concentrating on the story, I put it down…. There I was, in bed, light on, starring at the ceiling.
Frustrated. I started thinking about the direction my life has taken over the last year and a half, I haven’t achieved what I set out to achieve, they say there are 3 things we always require/lust for in our lives, a job you enjoy, a roof over your head and someone special to share it with – 1 out of 3 ain’t to bad I’ve told myself lately... I need to expedite a new home, I feel I’m not just compromising for my situation any longer, I’m compromising my life. Once 2 out of 3 is obtained I’m assuming someone will come along and share the inevitable joy with me…
I turned the light off, after what felt like hours I feel back asleep, I woke at my usual 7.20am stayed in bed until 8.00am. Getting dressed would best be described as looking for anything that didn’t require ironing. I put make-up on trying to hide my dark eyes, I look like death, I know I’ve overcompensated, by midday I’ll look like the local drag queen.
More coffee...
Frustrated. I started thinking about the direction my life has taken over the last year and a half, I haven’t achieved what I set out to achieve, they say there are 3 things we always require/lust for in our lives, a job you enjoy, a roof over your head and someone special to share it with – 1 out of 3 ain’t to bad I’ve told myself lately... I need to expedite a new home, I feel I’m not just compromising for my situation any longer, I’m compromising my life. Once 2 out of 3 is obtained I’m assuming someone will come along and share the inevitable joy with me…
I turned the light off, after what felt like hours I feel back asleep, I woke at my usual 7.20am stayed in bed until 8.00am. Getting dressed would best be described as looking for anything that didn’t require ironing. I put make-up on trying to hide my dark eyes, I look like death, I know I’ve overcompensated, by midday I’ll look like the local drag queen.
More coffee...
5 comments:
I think you are describing Maslows Heirachy of needs
http://www.itiadventure.com/Maslow.jpg
we all need Love, Security and Safety the hard part is getting them...damn! I should know just read my last post...I'm my own worst enemy. I have been awake at 2.00 am for the last week....need sleep
not getting a good night's sleep is worse than Bamboo-under-fingernails torture.
It doesn't happen to me, though... no, I seem to snore contentedly through zombie and kung fu dreams...
my advice? wear makeup to accentuate the bags under your eyes. Terrify your colleagues...
OMG, Nat... You've described my night and morning! I couldn't sleep till 1.45 am, tossing and turning and thinking... then I woke up early pondering life and sleep and coffee, and why my head hurts. Something in the air in Sydney?
Crappy nights sleep = crappy day.
Scorpy, I don't want anything now, other than a couple shots of Vodka
Cibbuano, only 3 other people here, they don't care what I look like as long as I get the work done - Oh well...
CB - What ever it is, I really hope its only today, can't deal with another night / day like this one!
oohhhh Natalie, I am so with you today. Went to bed at 10:30, woke up at 1:30am when my heart decided to race erratically ( arrythmias will do that... at least I woke up ) and spent the next 4 hours lying awake, wondering when it would happen again. Dropped off at 5:45... alarm went off at 6. Productive... NOT.
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