sinus infections/allergies do that to me, Hil.

I actually want one of those alarms that is a light that gradually grows brighter. Light is what wakes me up in the morning. Natural light . I think light bulbs have the power to kill me.

DH is playing a christmas carol on the guitar, I think I need to drag him off for thai food. Only starvation can explain this

What's up with the muscle pain? What causes that? I swear, I feel like I've been set upon with a cricket bat. It's making me whingy.

Health~ma to Hil and Cashmere.

My new walker is fab! I'm going to take it out for breakfast* at a previously-inaccessible venue. Haven't decided which one yet.

*it can pay for itself

{{Bitches}} Health ~ma all round.

Epic, when you need a good cry the shower is the place. Less puffy face that way. Chocolate is always a plus, but after the shower.

Good to hear hubby is home, Connie.

Yay for access to new places!

There is hope for the Not Morning People. As a lifelong insomnia victim I remember complaining to my mom in elementary school that I couldn't get up because I hadn't slept. I fought with her when she signed me up for morning session kindergarten rather than afternoon because I didn't want to get up early. I bitterly shook my head in disbelief watching bright eyed cheery people while I sucked down coffee in a dazed mode that it was once again morning state.

There were times when I was pregnant and when the boys were tiny when I thought I would lose my mind from the lack of sleep. No exaggeration there. Stupid insomnia.

I have never used an alarm. As a super light sleeper it was never required. When getting up in the dark is required the alarm gets set, but it always gets turned off before it makes its horrid noise.

And then it changed. Maybe after I turned 50. It may have been a combination of factors, but it has changed my life. It has been required for me to get up at 6am for the last 4 years to comply with the school district's insane idea of the appropriate time for high school classes to start. The coffee pot is prepared in the evening then at 6 I drag my ass to the kitchen and fill my cup, wake up the boy, and go sit outside and drink my coffee. Slowly this became my favorite time of day. I live on a lake and the birds are making all their waking up noises, the morning joggers go by, the light is its unique morning hue. And there is this stillness and calmness that I don't experience again all day as I dive into the madness of the pace that is my life.

Then all day long it is crisis solving and the running around that happens in the working parent's life and by 9pm I am nodding off. The wildest thing has happened, after 50 years of not sleeping, I sleep for hours at a time! Solid blocks of sleep are like a miracle.

Now I am one of those Morning People. I am up early even on the weekends. I watch shows that air at night when I am too tired to focus. I sit outside and enjoy nature, sip my coffee, plan my day. It is the calm quiet part of day that I swore I would never enjoy. Huh.

It could happen to you.

Yay for new accessibility, Seska!

{{{Epic}}}

I used to be a morning person, then I went to college. I used to wake up instantly, when the alarm clicked but before it actually started sounding, then I went to college part time while working full time. Which was actually ok, as long as I didn't get sick, because when you have 27 1/2 hrs. of things to do every day (and that didn't include studying for exams) there is No. Time. to get better. And naturally I got sick. And suddenly I was one of those people for whom it is easier to listen to the alarm going off, than it is to reach over and turn it off. The fact that I have been working at a job that my typical shift is 2pm-10pm, and I rarely get to bed before 2am, means that I am seldom rational before 11am. The cats, however, insist on waking me up at 6 or 7 am. So there is a lot of napping in my life.

Like FB, sometimes Twitter makes me MAD. It's rather difficult to debate a very complex issue (like fair trade vs opting out of the global economy entirely for environmental reasons) in 140 characters. If you try, and others challenge your position with an "It's not that simple"-type reply, I don't think getting arsey with them because they don't agree with you makes for a particularly persuasive response.

This mini-rant brought to you by argh why did I think a case study design was a good idea and what the hell am I trying to achieve with this discourse analysis and am I going to have enough statistics and just how much will I get penalised if I crib from previous assignments for this chapter and why won't my participants answer my e-mail requests for interviews and arrrrrggghhhh dissertation productions.

I go to pub now. Work with beer.

Fire pretty.

Yes. That.

Those of you who linked to the Jeeves alarm clock: I now almost hate you, since I want need it SO BAD.

My alarm clock of choice is an obnoxious little thing. It is designed as a purple cat with a yellow hammer, and supposedly had to sound loud, obnoxious meows. Only something was fucked in the manufacturing of said purple alarm clock cat, and instead of meows, it sounds more like a goat.

I'd be obnoxious myself if I was a purple alarm cat who, not by it's fault, sounds like a goat.

In House Moving News: there's no assurance where I'll sleep tonight: couch or bed. Bed full with boxes I have no desire whatsoever to move. Said boxes were moved there in order so I'll have a closet in my room. I still don't have a closet, and only by sheer luck have clean clothes for tomorrow (nobody on Earth was more happy than me when I opened a box today to find clean outside clothing. Really).

But, I'll also get a ride to university tomorrow (YAY!), which means I won't have to leave the house at 6:40am, which means I won't have to get up at 5:50am in order to stay at the university till 18:00-19:00pm, but will leave house around 7:30. SO AWESOME.

(As a side note, if there won't be a closet in my room until next week, I'll have to murder someone. I need a place for my clothes, so I'll be able to open the boxes and see where I packed them).

Beth, I'm thinking of getting one of those gradual light alarms also. I'm a former late sleeper who somehow transformed into an early riser (always awake by 6ish, usually before the alarm) but recently doing that in the dark has left me feeling more gronky, even if I'm still getting up.

Babies: I went to see my friend's wee one in the NICU yesterday. Conor was a six month preemie - S went in for an appointment where they were evaluating whether she needed to go on bed rest and then they were all "nope, we're pulling this little guy out I now." One pound 14 ounces at birth but now he's about double that and tracking along nicely. He's a tiny little ball of adorable is what he is.