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Super Human Powers? The Adventures of Short Sleeping

It’s no secret to people that know me that sleep and I are tentative acquaintances at the very best. Sleep and I don’t quite get along, she lets me hang out, but really just enough to get by. I’m tired of it, so I made an appointment to get myself into a sleep clinic.

For full disclosure, I’ve been diagnosed with clinical depression, slight anti-social disorder, and have had a history of alcohol abuse. All of these conditions are well managed and by all accounts I have an excellent life. I do work too much, but day-to-day stresses are not that big in my list of things to worry about. In fact, I don’t spend much time worrying about anything these days.

I do drink coffee and tea, but low to no caffeine. I probably drink 1 to 3 fully caffeinated drinks a day, if that. I don’t eat a lot of sugar, I don’t eat right before bed, I work out on a regular basis. I’m a healthy person by almost all standards.

I suppose that’s why my inability to sleep more than 2 hours at a time is starting to grate on me. I’m busy. If I honestly don’t need 8 hours of sleep and instead can do something else and spend more time awake and doing things, I’m going to do it. Here’s what my NORMAL sleep pattern looks like:

11:30pm Went to bed

1:00am Woke up – Showered, watch a video, had a pint of water, refilled water glass

2:40am Went to bed

2:53am Got up – Drank 1/3 pint of water

2:56am Went to bed

3:56am Woke up – Drank 1/3 pint of water

3:57am Went to bed

5:10am Woke up – Finished water, refilled water glass

5:20am Went to bed

7:00am Alarm woke up – reset alarm

7:10am Alarm woke up – reset alarm

7:20am Alarm Got up for the day – Had more water [Late to work]

When I discussed this with my sleep doctor, he was fairly quick to assess that I may have what’s known as Shorted Sleep Cycle. ″What’s that?″ I asked. ″It basically means that you only need 4 to 5 hours of sleep a night″ he replies.

″That’s a THING?″

I think that perhaps my enthusiasm shocked him. He nodded, however, and said ″it’s exceptionally rare, but yes, it’s a thing″.

Short Sleepers are people (about 1% of the general population) that function best on half of a regular sleep cycle. If I truly am a member of this mutant club, it means that I only need 4-5 hours of sleep a night. Getting more than that won’t hurt me, but I don’t need it. My body isn’t really having trouble falling asleep, it’s just not wanting to sleep that long.

This excites me! As I am typing this, I’m quite content at 1:30am. I feel like this may be a THING I can do! I got extra things done for my second job! I’m productive!! So, we’ll see if I actually sleep a full 4 hours straight, or if this is going to be a bust. Regardless, I’ll take you all along for the ride. See you guys tomorrow, where I will update what Short Sleeping really is, tell you about how I handled my first day on the 4 hour schedule, and talk a bit about my lack of jet-lag.

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The Residences of Bexley Woods: The Wrap Up

It’s time to close some of the chapters here on this blog. I’m happy to say that as of June 1st, I found myself free of the Residences at Bexley Woods. Sure, I had to go through mires and didn’t get to sign a walk-out form despite numerous attempts, but hell, I was free so what did I care?

I emailed, called, and double-checked that everything would be fine. “Please get back to me on the final amount owed” I asked. “We will keep everything on file” I was assured. Of course, that’s not what happened at all, and it’s pretty obvious that they thought they were dealing with someone who wanted to be taken for a 3,000 ride. When I got the bill about ten days after I moved out I was livid. I called and spoke with a gentleman whose name I have but won’t post. I faxed him OVER 20 PAGES of documents about my living situation. I verified that the documents were received. I left a message for the manager.

The following week I left another message.

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This is a post about bras.

I’m breaking the saga of my housing situation (looking to be ending anyway) to get back to what I feel like I do best, advise. Today’s topic isn’t something one of the young people I mentor asked, nor was it something brought up in discussion with a colleague. No, my friends, this post was brought to you by my bra size and how hard it is to really find a good fit.

Feel free to skip this post if you want, but if you’re a woman you may want to read on:

To begin: cup size is not a static measure, it’s variable depending on strap size

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A Relaxed Divorce: Part Two

Please don’t let there be more days like Tuesday. I took a full day off work because I was under the impression that I was going to meet with a lawyer and my to-be-ex. Instead, my ex informed me at 4:45PM EST that “well, he said he’d be free today, not that we were meeting”. To say that I was livid was an understatement. In truth, I half expected this so I planned to have our taxes filed and go to the dentist so the day wouldn’t be a total wash of playing videogames.

The double edged sword of ending my relationship is that I’m keenly aware of exactly how my to-be-ex does things. This makes him easy to predict, even when he makes me angry. He was aware that I was upset, apologized, and I’m sure that I’m not being the best adult at all times either.

Case in point, while he was looking for a place to live out of state last weekend, I went and got a haircut and a pedicure. These were not adult choices. I should not have done these things because the spa is not cheap. I do not regret my peacock blue toes for a second. Despite my tendency to micromanage money and be an excel spreadsheet addict, I’m aware that people deserve treats from time to time. I didn’t make a fuss when my to-be-ex needed a large sum of money to fix his truck, he didn’t fuss about my haircut. In fact, he encouraged it as much as I encouraged his truck work.

I think that it’s very important to do things for yourself during stressful times. They don’t have to cost money. Taking a long walk with a friend or a pet is every bit as calming as a spa day for some people. I’ve also taken it upon myself to research “home spa” treatments. Once again, a quick google search brought me to a ton of concoctions for home beauty treatments. Though honestly, I’m really just trying to get used to doing things alone.

I was with my ex at 15 years old. We never waivered and were your storybook relationship until we actually grew up. I realized I was gay and he realized he wanted to have children and be close to his family. We matured into entirely different people and there’s nothing wrong with that. The failure of our marriage wasn’t anyone’s fault. But to continue the relationship would mean that we would no longer be happy. We care for each other far too much to “go through the motions”.  

The complication that I’m facing emotionally is the fact that I will desperately miss his family. There are nieces and nephews that do not know I’m not a biological relative because I’ve always been in their lives. His eldest niece is getting married in June this year and while I am hoping for an invitation I will not be shocked if I do not get one. He seems to believe that nothing will change, that his family will still welcome me with open arms, and that I will be invited to functions.

I’m not as optimistic.

All in all I loathe this limbo feeling. Waiting on the lawyer, waiting on the mortgage company, waiting on the tax returns… waiting waiting waiting and nothing I can do about it. I don’t like my life not being something I can control.

He is slated to move out of the house in April and I in May, provided we don’t hear about the house before then. I hope to hear about it in late April. That will mean I am able to give myself time to move things out and not have to do it in one fell swoop. Though maybe one fell swoop will be better.

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