I've been playing email tag (I didn't even know it was possible) with my doctor. I call to say that I don't know when my appointment is. I tell him to email me back, if he likes.
He emails me. I email back with the times I can't be there.
He emails me with an appointment in one of the times I can't be there.
I email back tipping him off about this.
He emails me back with an appointment.
At 8am!
But I'm too embarrassed to write back and say it's too early. Perhaps I'll find that I'm much happier as a morning person. Perhaps. What do you think the odds are, though? Slim and none?
That's my bet.
I've begun setting my alarm for earlier in the morning. I was trying for 6:30, but come on. Who are we kidding?
I sleep through it.
BrilliantEditor clued me into the fact that I'd actually turned the alarm on, but that I didn't seem to hear it.
Oooooh. Perhaps it's time to try something a little later.
So I tried 7:45. At 7:45, I wake up, listen to the news on the radio and decide if I want to roll out of bed or not. Then I try to roll out of bed anyway.
I plan on creating a soft landing pad next to my bed. I think it will be easier to roll out of bed and go back to sleep that way. And I'll get an electric blanket, too, to make the whole process take up less room. I might even raise up the bed and then slide under it.
Until then, however, I'll listen to the radio and try to get myself out of bed before 9:00. That's when Democracy Now! starts and that's when I decide that the world is ugly, cruel, and mean. And sleeping seems the best way to combat it.
Maybe I should just change the station...
Posted by dotty at January 13, 2005 08:21 PM