Tiredness and Recovery

Let's check how many e-mails I've got... "Welcome to AOL. You Have E-mail". Yeah, I could of guessed that, thanks. My eyes turn towards the top left hand corner of the screen and I see the red-coloured number of 213 sitting above a small brown-coloured envelope. How many..? No, wait, it's 23. My eyes are still blurry. My mistake.

I've only just woken up. The time is 04:31 and I have a day ahead of me which is hopefully full of activity and things to do. I spent all of yesterday asleep. Yeah, literally, all of it. I fell asleep at 8am on Monday morning, woke up at roughly 3pm on Monday afternoon, answered a few texts, then didn't feel like going back to sleep. Before I knew it, I opened my eyes and the clock face says 4:04. "Not too bad", I think to myself. Still a few hours of the afternoon to negotiate and fill. But why is it so dark? The ash cloud isn't that bad surely? Unless it's 4:04 in the morning...? It can't be...

I look at my phone. The date and time section in the top left of the screen say 'Tuesday 20th April 04:05'. Oh great. I've been asleep for 20 hours. I feel more awake than I have done for the past few weeks put together so I may aswell wake up. My body clock has been smashed into a million metaphorical pieces in front of me as I sit on my laptop, freezing, waiting for a dead world to come to me. No one is around to talk to as they're all human beings and not hedgehogs. After I vowed not to sleep away my week off, I then go and do that. I've got to learn that I can't physically do all the things I want to. Going to watch that cup final in the afternoon wasn't the brightest idea in the world as I should of spent it sleeping. Sacrifices need to be made. This is way harder than I first imagined...

Ok, so it's now 05:20. (I went and had some breakfast hence the large gap in time), so now I'm back and feeling a little more like my head is screwed on properly. My first fear was that I'd conk out in 12 hours, (4:30pm), and be tired, which is the worst thing possible. But then I remembered I've just woken up from 20 straight hours of sleep. So I'll be fine. Call me lazy. Please do. But you'd be wrong.

Plans today? I want to be doing something physical. Maybe play golf and definitely cricket although most of the kids are back to school today, (or was that yesterday?), so I would have to wait till the afternoon anyway. Maybe go to town with the minimal amount of money I have? If I had money, we could do anything. Go to Thorpe Park maybe, or a day trip to Hunstanton or go and get eaten by lions at Woburn. Ahh Woburn. A particular memory has just sprung to mind. Year 9, IT Trip to Woburn. If my memory serves me correctly, we were supposed to be researching CCTV cameras and technology they use or something, but we were more researching the ball pool in the play area, the humungous slides they had and the boats in the lake. Ahh, the good old days..

All is not lost. I've only wasted one day and my sleeping pattern is almost back on track so I'm determined to NOW make the most of it, after yesterday's hurrah. I needed that though. I'm not used to sleep deprivation so who would blame me? Oh well! Done now. Move on.

Nothing else to say. May update in a bit if I think of something else. For now though...

Bye x