5:30 PM local time
I got in my 2 hour nap, which seemed like a good idea at the time, but my time is so messed up right now that I kept waking up having no idea what time it was. I kept feeling as though I was going to be late for something. And I also didn’t hear when housekeeping buzzed and at one point, I woke up and there was a woman in the room. When she saw me laying in bed, she half-shrieked, apologized, and headed off.
After 2 hours, I felt completely disoriented, but it was nothing that a good old Starwood shower couldn’t cure. The bathroom is really very nice in this room, although I have no idea how the bidet works. For that matter, there is a complicated array of towels above the bidet and I’m not sure if they have anything to do with it either.
I feel much better now. I’ve showered, changed my clothes and I’m heading out to roam around Venice for a while.
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I’ve had a weird afternoon. I read this morning until just about noon at which point I was feeling sleepy. I decided to take a nap. Heck, it’s the weekend, right, and I’ve been working hard. So I climbed into bed, put on some music, and proceeded to fall asleep. For three hours! I can’t recall the last time I decided to doze off in the early afternoon, and then proceed to sleep half of the afternoon away!
While sleeping, I had a dream that I had a son. He must have been about three or four years old in my dream and he kind of looked like me. At one point, I caught him staring at me in an innocent, three-year old kind of way and when I looked back at him, and realized that he was my son, I got this eerie feeling, as if I suddenly knew what all parents know about their kids, all of the pride and joy and frustration and disappointment, the hope and the fear all rolled up into one fraction of a second–and then it passed. There were other parts to the dream, but I don’t remember them clearly. Needless to say I was relieved when I woke up.
No gym again today. I’ve only been to the gym 3 times in the last 8 days and so this week was more or less a wash because of being sick (and lazy). I’m starting up the routine and again on Monday, continuing from where I left off. And I’m getting back on the wagon with respect to eating well, which I having been doing so much of lately.
There’s nothing like a perfectly constructed sack lunch in the middle of the day to take your mind off work and allow you to eat, relax and read in comfort.
My book (which I don’t eat, of course), a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, some cookies, a banana, carrots, and a caffeine-free CokeTM. Eat for 10 minutes, read for 20 minutes and top it all off with a relaxing 30 minute nap.
Now that’s the life!
I got home from work around 4:50 PM and sat down to read for a while. I quickly felt myself growing sleepy, so I decided to read in the bedroom. The last time I looked at the clock it read 5:50 PM. There was still daylight outside. And then I dozed off and woke up a few minutes ago, at 8 PM, completely disoriented (although slightly rested). Weird!
So I got up, packed my lunch for tomorrow, got things ready (just cardio tomorrow afternoon so I don’t have to lug my gym bag), paid some bills, and now, at 8:20 PM, I’m back in bed. I’m going to try reading for a while longer (I’m currently 240 pages through Lunar Prospector) but I’m still groggy and I have a feeling I won’t last long. That’s fine, though, because I can use more than 7 hours of sleep every now and then. Still, I forget that days like today start early for me, at 4:30 AM and that’s probably why I was so tired this afternoon.