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| 01.18.06 (3:06 pm) [edit] |
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Ever have one of those mornings when you wake up and have no idea what has just been happening to you? Yeah, presumably, sleep was just ‘happening’ but who can be sure? Last night I went to sleep/passed out at about 3:30 am. No drunken idiocy to report, I’m just not particfularly adept at recognizing when I need to go to sleep. So I went into la la land and neglected to turn the television off because I love waking up to the opening credits of ‘Coupling’ at 5 am. I lie occasionally. I woke up and poured myself a big glass of water, slammed it and refilled my glass. I was feeling quite awake but stuck myself back in bed for some more snoozing.
8:30 hits (really close to it) and I snap to in my bed feeling a bit short of breath and really confused. Frequently, while I’m sleeping, my arms go completely numb. Bolt upright in bed with completey numb arms is a bit of a confuser as far as ways to awaken are concerned. Call my old fashioned but I generally sleep lying down. I had the strangest feeling that I’d just come back to my apartment from somewhere else. Toledo, OH, maybe the moon, I have no idea. I stared at the clock for a long time trying to figure out what the numbers and pointy things were trying to tell me. I got the time figured out and then had to begin trying to ascertain the date. I had a strange feeling that I’d just slept through Wednesday. Foggy and still waiting for use of my arms I developed a plan. In three steps I would know what day of the week it was.
Put on glasses.
Find mobile phone and see what date it says.
Look at calendar in checkbook to learn whether or not it’s Wednesday.
I have good news for everyone. It is, in fact Wednesday. I don’t have to go to work for another day yet. Had I not been traveling through the holes in the ozone layer of my soul I would have simply opened my precious little computer and had displayed for me just what I needed to know. The world around me seems as confused as I am today. San Francisco is bright and sunny with drenching downpours every few hours. My favorite internet cafe is off-line so all of us are sitting here working (or in my case, playing) accordingly. A woman just ordered a soy mocha with extra whipped cream. A man wearing a giant, purple patchwork print hat just put it on a wet outdoor chair and thereupon was seated. There is a pigeon walking on the floor indoors in front of me and the owner of this cafe is quietly smiling at it.
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posted by: (reply)
post date: 01.18.06 (7:50 pm)
didn't your mother warn you about drinking *too much caffeine* ... ?
i'm sure she did!
i didn't have that much caffeine, but i was a bit *confused* today ... must be *something in the atmosphere* ... heavens to betsy, we couldn't be doing anything wrong, i'm sure!
(((hugs))) ... a/c
posted by: lynne (reply)
post date: 01.22.06 (12:40 pm)
Ah yes. I have found that sleep confusion is closely associated with sleep delusion. I commonly wake up believing that the day is Sunday only to realize too late that it is Wednesday which results in a scramble to get to work in time
posted by: andaloo (reply)
post date: 02.20.07 (1:41 am)
This sounds like a perfectly normal day in my world. Oh and I find the numb arms can be solved by adding a couple of extra links to the handcuffs.
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