Monday, March 16, 2009
It's past my bed time. And I should really be in bed considering I was a doof and slept past my alarm today. Funny, though, I overslept by exactly one hour. Apparently, my body hasn't adjusted. It still thinks it was 6:30 when I woke up, but in reality, it was 7:30.
I'm a sound sleeper. Once, in college, my roommate came home late after I had already fallen asleep. She was trying not to wake me so she didn't turn on a light. Instead, she stumbled across our messy room, tripping on her hairdryer, which turned it on. While trying to turn the hairdryer off, she was apparently jumping around mumbling obscenities. I know all of this, though, only from second hand reports. I never actually woke up.
I sleep nowhere as sound as I did in college. Now, it's mostly my body revolting at having to get up early. I spent three wonderful years after I graduated working 9 a.m. to 6 p.m. At the time I had a commute that was 5 minutes or less, so I woke up at 8:15 every day. I was so spoiled.
Despite the rocky start, my day turned out pretty well. I got a ton accomplished. I finished up all the work I needed to get done at work and then some, came home, made dinner, worked out, and even packed my lunch for tomorrow. So at least if I oversleep tomorrow my morning routine will be shorter.
Tonight's dinner, by the way, was Tortilla Soup. It looks like a mess of random things in a bowl, but it was actually pretty good. My only complaint was that I'm not a fan of poached chicken. I think it would have been better to add cooked chicken leftover from a roast. And if I had homemade chicken stock it would have been even better. The other advice I have it to watch the tortilla strips like a hawk. I put the first batch in for 12 minutes and they burnt to a crisp, setting off the smoke detector. Oops.