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Sigh…

Here’s the deal. I do basically nothing with my time. Without a job, a car or anywhere to go (or anyone to see), my life revolves around getting up, watching TV, reading a book, using the computer and then going back to bed.

So can someone please explain o me why I’m so bloody tired?

Here’s the other thing. Sunny works at night, leaving the house at 11pm, and arriving home at about 8:30am. So, I decided that rather than sleeping at night, I’d stay awake and sleep when she arrives home.

There are a number of reasons for this. If I slept when she left for work, I’d be waking up just as she got through the door. Then, by the time she had enough sleep and was getting up, I’d be going to bed.

The other thing is I actually like being awake at night. Ever since I started work at a club back in England, where I’d be getting off work at 3am, and by the time I got home and wound down enough to go to bed it would be nearly 6am…I’ve lived a pretty nocturnal lifestyle. Being alone at that time means that I have the house to myself and free reign in when I want to do. Basically, I don’t have to feel guilty for not spending time with Sunny if I want to surf the net or play a videogame for a few hours.

Unfortunately, this isn’t really working.

You see, unless I’m awake for a stupid length of time, I’m never tired when I go to bed. I also get frequent (and blood terrible) insomnia. So I get into bed, after a couple of hours I finally manage to get to sleep, and once asleep, I don’t want to get up.

Tiredness only kicks in for me, after I’ve been asleep.

Sunny, on the other hand, I have no idea how she’s even alive. She’ll come in from work, sleep from about 10am to 2pm, and then spring out of bed, wide awake, bright eyed and bushy tailed. Then, if she feels like it, she’ll sleep for another hour before going to work.

Let’s just say that if I had to run on 6 hours of interrupted sleep every day, I’d be walking in front of cars, collapsing on the street…you name it.

Today was particularly bad.

Yesterday was Sunny’s day off, so we actually got into bed at a ‘reasonable hour’ for two people who sleep days, namely 3am. Sunny was tired, I was wide-assed awake, but we went to bed anyway.

I finally got asleep at about 5:30 in the morning. However, the biggest problem with trying to sleep at night when you’re not used to it is that you never sleep for long. It’s like trying to sleep for 8 hours at 2pm for people who sleep at night. You might squeeze in a short nap, but a full 8 hours? Not on your life.

So, after falling asleep at 5:30, I was up at 8:30. That’s three hours for the mathematically impaired. The other side effect is that to me, that was like taking a nice long nap in the middle of my day, meaning I was nice and awake when it was time to get up.

So we went to the mall, did a little window shopping, went out and grabbed a bite to eat.

By midnight that night, I was crashing. Then my step-son (He’s staying with us for a couple of days), flicking through the TV stopped on Lord of the Rings.

“Don’t bother with that.” I said. “I’ve got the DVD there, you can watch it from the beginning without any ads.”

We put it in. “I forget that I have the extended version of the movies (roughly 4 and a half hours).

We watch it. I get up to make coffee. I get woken up.

Eventually I went to bed at about 9:30 this morning after Sunny had got home. The first time I went to be tired in years. Sunny tried to wake me at about 4pm.

I thought “Ok, I’ll get out of bed.” …then fell back into a deep sleep.

The result? I actually got up at 12:15. Just the 15 hours sleep.

Now that’s understandable. Being up for 26 hours straight on just 2 or 3 hours sleep will make anyone tired.

It still doesn’t explain why the less I do, the more energy and rest I need to do it.