At least I believe so. Time Zone transition I mean. Or rather, non-transition.
I got home on Sunday and here it is Saturday. The guy is on European Daylight Savings Time complete with falling asleep in his chair late evening and snoring from snuffiness all night. I, on the other hand, have not exactly been sleeping. I have been reading, playing stupid computer games and fighting off headaches. But sleeping? Not a chance; not at night anyway.
Yesterday I managed to do laundry (or was that Thursday?). As you can tell my mind is not exactly clear what with not being able to sleep at night which leads to playing various solitaire games on my iPad in the dark between times of shoving the guy from his back to his side.
Then, come early morning I just close my eyes for a second and half the day is just plain gone. It also could be the meds – just leave it with caffeine withdrawal headaches are bears (think grizzly) and I know better. Been there, done it before and should have enough common sense to wean myself down from the amount of coffee drunk aboard ships and tours. Add in a migraine or two and I am lucky I remember any of this week. I do have a list of eBooks read to show that I “accomplished” something.
I haven’t let myself nap today at all which means that I have pretty much been up since sometime yesterday around late morning. I went to the Heidelberg Saturday Afternoon knit treff at Red which was delightful in spite of the fact that there were only three of us. I got to show off the shawls knit since the last time I managed a Saturday.
Now that I am home and wandering around trying to get organized but actually forgetting tasks with seconds I just might need sleep. I am considering forcing myself to stay up as late as possible – oh say around 2300 then taking enough phenergan to wipe me out till morning. Setting an alarm would get me up. Doing it again on Sunday night and I might be ok – back on the correct time zone.
Did I mention that I leave for Chicago on the 27th?