May 1, 2008
I am a geek and that’s what I do for a living, generally speaking. I am notoriously bad at sticking to any sort of routine, and I have a penchant for sleep. Early mornings make me feel hungover even when I’m in the best of health. Everything seems fuzzy and nauseated around dawn. That paleness around the horizon enervates me.
When left to my own devices, my diurnal patterns are sheer chaos. I think you’d need about infinity axes to graph the ups and downs. When left to my own devices but with just a bit of self-discipline, I still tend towards the later getting up times.
Add to all of this a dose of steroid-induced insomnia and occasional turmoils in my tummy tubes, as well of a few years of Crohn’s-worsened fatigue and a general tendency towards lethargy and sleep-jarring anxiety and you end up with me sleepy a lot of the time.
I realize that, other than knowing about the people around me, I don’t know much about what the typical day-to-day schedule for people my age is these days. What time do you get up? When do you go to work? I usually get up between 8:30 and 9:00 and get to work around 9:30. I don’t really take much of a lunch break and tend to leave around 6:00pm. I go to bed around 1:00am these days.
What prompted this incredibly quotidian question? It’s that I see the people I follow on Twitter fairly consistently announcing that they are off to bed a lot earlier than I would go to bed, and heading for happy hour sometime around 4, which leads me to think their whole day is shifted earlier than mine. Plus it kind of piggybacks on my napping post.
Regarding comments on my napping post, anyway: Actually, Todd, I would nap every day if given the option. I think the thing is this: some people have the urge to sleep in the middle of the day and some don’t. I think it’s deeply programmed. I get wretchedly sleepy sometimes. However: since I have started treatment for the Crohn’s I have noticed that my daytime fatigue has sharply dropped. For the most part. Excluding today because I was up til 4:00am last night with tube-pain.
What’s tricky is that, at least at some points in the past, I have felt the distinct curdle of nap-condescension from some quarters. I have a suspicion that for people who don’t crave them, at least some people, they seem silly and wasteful. All’s I’m saying is: don’t tase me, bro*.
* That is the first and last time I have/will ever said/say that.