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A pattern, repeated several times over the last two months: after dinner & Duolingo, I veg out from about 1830 to at the latest 2100, and then crash and sleep pretty well. And this is the time of year when my sleep is usually terrible. Don't get me wrong, I love not being a zombie the next day. But I also miss having the energy and inclination to circumflatulate or get out of the house at night.
The question is, as ever, why? I've ruled out lower hormone levels and if anything, the significantly longer days should be getting me wired as they have in the past. But neau. Maybe I'm just geezing. Oy.
You know, there's a women's munch tonight at the 'Rose, and I'm low on lube and reading material. (The Tickler & I killed time at Elliott Bay on Saturday night. I feel as if I owe them another book purchase.) I could do worse than hitting the Hill. We'll see if I feel like it.
The question is, as ever, why? I've ruled out lower hormone levels and if anything, the significantly longer days should be getting me wired as they have in the past. But neau. Maybe I'm just geezing. Oy.
You know, there's a women's munch tonight at the 'Rose, and I'm low on lube and reading material. (The Tickler & I killed time at Elliott Bay on Saturday night. I feel as if I owe them another book purchase.) I could do worse than hitting the Hill. We'll see if I feel like it.
