Alarming tales

A lot has been happening here over the last while.

For some reason, life has conspired to throw a lot of appointments and other irritations at me of late, which has meant a lot of driving and worst of all – a lot of alarm calls.

Having worked for several decades you would think a simple thing like getting up at the crack of dawn would almost come as second nature.

Not so.

Since retiring, I let my body do the talking.    I go to bed when I feel sleepy and when I feel refreshed, I get up.  I eat when I'm hungry and I drink when I'm thirsty.  Gone are the days of living to any sort of timetable, and I feel a lot better for it.

Now I set the alarm for some ungodly hour like nine or ten and the result is that I am awake half the night waiting for the fucking thing to go off.  I just cannot sleep knowing that it is waiting there, lurking and sniggering to itself waiting for that little moment when I finally doze off so it can wake me again.

I have had a series of sleepless nights lately with that fucking alarm.  This morning however, I had a morning off and I slept like a baby until Penny decided that the nicest spot in the house for a doze was on top of me.  That was near midday so I let her off.  I even got up and let her out for a piss.

Things should be quieter here for the next few days.

The next major event [that I know of] is bringing Herself into hospital.  For reasons best known to themselves they want her in at a quarter to seven in the morning or some such criminal time.  This means I will have to set the alarm for around five or so, and seeing as I usually don't go to bed until around three, I have to decide whether to toss and turn for a couple of hours waiting for the fucking alarm or just to not bother my arse going to bed at all.

I think I'll run with the latter.

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Alarming tales — 6 Comments

    • So his idea is to set the alarm?  That is pretty groundbreaking?

      I found the perfect solution this morning that is guaranteed to get you out of bed [at any time] fully alert and ready to go.  All you need is the sound of the dog about to deposit the contents of her stomach on the bedroom carpet.  It works.  I personally guarantee it.

  1. Well, I think he also mentioned diet and exercise and cutting out sugar/caffeine. There's something about discipline too. Routine. Getting up at the time every morning –  including weekends.  That sort of thing.
    I'm not really a morning person myself. I used to think it was how I was built, but I'm thinking it might be possible that I could re-train myself.    I know some of it is pretty obvious stuff.

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