The drive back from Chicago this evening was difficult. Considerably moreso than the drive to Chicago this afternoon. And I was really tired for the drive to Chicago, so that’s saying something.
Some confluence of things are keeping me from getting a decent night’s sleep. Maybe it’s work-related stress. Maybe it’s allergies. Maybe its my wife poking me in the back to let me know that I was snoring. (She asserts that it’s usually about 30 minutes or so in between each poke, but I swear that I just blinked my eyes once and she’s accusing me of being asleep and sawing away. Also, i don’t really remember signing up to be notified every time that I snore. But what do I know? I’m only a man.)
Maybe it’s my daughter, who inherited the same characteristics of being an early riser that seem to run in my mother’s side of the family. My wife tells me that our daughter is not in fact an early riser as it takes her a good half -hour to really warm up after an extended or overnight doze. I maintain that though I wake up early in the morning and am capable of functioning at a high level, I myself am not pleased about the situation. Being an early riser doesn’t make you happy to be one.
In any case, I’m tired.
