Waking up is hard to do

The monsters went back to school today and if I weren't so tired I'd feel like dancing right now. After having them home for over 2 weeks straight I practically pushed them out of the minivan this morning in the drop off circle.

I think that I take the adjustment to getting back on schedule much harder than the kids do. After allowing myself to wake up whenever I wanted to for the past couple of weeks, I had an awfully difficult time getting back to normal today.  It all started last night when trying to fall asleep.

See, if I didn't have kids I'd be on a pretty standard 4 am to 12 pm sleep schedule. That's natural for me. Unfortunately I haven't been able to convince the school board that kids should start school at 1 pm. So whenever there is a break from school I start to naturally fall back into that schedule. And then the night before school starts I try to fall asleep at midnight.

Last night I laid down a little after midnight and stared at the time projected on the ceiling for a while. Then I spent about an hour trying to beat my previous "Bop It" score of 98. Then I went into the bathroom and examined my face for a while, following that up with a tweeze and squeeze session. Then I laid down again. I think I finally fell into a fitful sleep around 2:30 am. But it was one of those sleeps where you look at the clock every 1/2 hour and tell yourself to STOP WAKING UP and GO TO SLEEP.

When the alarm clock started blaring at me at 6:30 this morning I wasn't quite sure if I had fallen asleep at all. If I get through today without crashing at some point it will be a miracle. Why do I continue to do this to myself?

Egyptian Cotton Wishes and Flannel Pajama Dreams

I seriously need to get my crap together. The kids have been in school for a week now, we have no tropical disturbances coming our way. It's time. Time to put a fire under my ass and get moving.

This is what my head keeps saying. My body, however, still doesn't quite understand why we're awake at 6:30 in the morning yet. All the coffee in the world isn't going to make me happy about being awake before 10. Heck, it's after 10 now and I know I could crawl into bed right now and fall fast asleep in a matter of seconds.

Tonight at 10? No such luck. I'll be wide awake and thinking of a billion things I need to do and I won't actually get myself into bed until after midnight. Then I'll toss and turn for a while and maybe think of some other thing I just HAVE to do and I'll get out of bed and do that. 6:30 comes really early after a few days of less than 6 hours of sleep.

I'll be doing my best to reprogram my body over the next week or so to not be horribly tired all morning. If anyone has any suggestions on how to make this less painful, I'd be glad to hear them. Right now that bed is looking mighty comfy... and a quiet house with no kids in it isn't helping.

Second cup of coffee, anyone?