Every morning, I wake up exhausted. My husband consistently arises chipper, happy. Sometimes he even sings. Ugh, how disgusting. I stumble zombie-like out of bed. I walk blindly, my myopic eyes non-functional, eyelids half shut to prevent retinal damage from the morning rays. Gross. About once per year, I wake up feeling rested and I think, “So this is what it feels like!” And that fleeting, extraordinary moment in time is the one day each year that I am nice.
Scientific studies have shown that sleep deprivation causes fatigue, irritability, weight gain, loss of cognitive function, and even death. Well, NO WONDER this pudgy bitch can’t think straight. But, hallelujah, I’m still alive.
At least logging the terrors that suck away my energy and being able to shuttle my frustrations off into empty space within the vacuous webosphere makes me feel….more productive. Like there might be something of value that comes out each loathsome morning, even if the rest of the day I am a lethargic disaster. Sometimes I cling to that productivity. It’s a little sad, really.
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Well, c’mon, now. You’re not being fair to yourself. You’re nice. Very nice, in fact. Maybe you have some super extra ridiculously annoying nice that’s hidden by the fatigue. I think being sleepy just makes us grumpy. For just a little bit.
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The morning is a terrible country which I hate to travel in… and when I do, I prefer to do so in silence– alone. My grandmother said nothing good happens after midnight but I say nothing good happens before noon.
THIS. IS. AWESOME. As a woman with PCOS, I am aware of how difficult it may be for me when I start trying. I love your humor and it totally made my morning =)
Thanks Cassie! I didn’t know I had PCOS until we started trying. Glad you liked it, I really appreciate you reading