This last week was a really rough one for me. Work was the kind of stressful that manifests itself in no time to breathe or pee or read all of my emails or listen to any (heh) of my voicemails or anything really except throw milk-sugar-chocolate-coffee down my throat repeatedly.
Combatting work stress with soul mochas results in some caffeine anxiety on top of work stress anxiety which all leads to headaches and neck aches and not sleeping well. Or at all.
While my Sleep Cycle app is awesome for pointing the finger at my husband or dogs for waking me up at night (at 3:30am my sleep graph says! no denying it!), its also pretty awesome at reinforcing when I feel I had hardly slept.
Like Tuesday night this week. And Wednesday. Oh and Thursday, too.
It's one thing to feel like I didn't sleep, and it's quite another to have scientific proof that I didn't sleep. It's actually not all that helpful beyond being able to say to myself, "No wonder I feel like crap."
I am declaring this weekend to be one of mental health. I will do things to increase my sanity quotient and my ability to sleep.
- go to the gym
- take the dogs to the park
- paint my toenails
- watch last week's Game of Thrones episode
- make and eat pancakes
- make pictures
- turn off work email on all of my devices
- shave my legs
- drink water
- be in bed with a book and no internet by 10:30 each night
It will be magical.