Yesterday I somehow ended up doing a lot of exercise — morning exercise walk, then afternoon 20-minute medium-intensity Supernatural session in VR, then evening 30-minute lap swim, and I think that all tired me out enough that I really crashed into bed at 10:30…and as a result, forgot to take the med that helps keep me under long enough to get 8 hours of sleep.
Chemo put me in menopause, and as a result, I now wake up after 6 hours, or sometimes after 3, if I don’t take something. So I was awake at 4:30 this morning, which isn’t ideal.
But on the other hand, it was absolutely lovely having the early morning to myself — I finished a batch of very colorful masks (happy planets, origami dragons, beautiful books, catching fireflies) and then came out to my writing shed where it is cool and gorgeous.
Then I wrote a long thing (a few posts back on this feed) about the remote school situation this fall, which may help no one, but at least let me get my own thoughts a little clearer on it. And now I’m going to put on a gardening podcast and putter in the garden a little, and after that, do some writing, and after that, take a walk with Anand. Much will be accomplished before 9 a.m. Then maybe I will take a nap!
Honestly, going to bed at 9 and getting up at 5 would probably be fine for me as a basic model, if I could just switch myself over to that. I used to do that in grad school, or get up even earlier. Of course, I had few friends and little life back then.
Going to bed that early would be a little tricky with attending events — last night, I joined a Zoom book club that had read The Stars Change, and since they were CA-based, they started the book club at 7 p.m. their time, which was 9 p.m. my time, and we talked past 10!
It’s hard to walk away from people who keep coming up with good and enthusiastic questions about your book.