Of Schedules and Dreams

I spent several hours reading today and now my eyes are plotting their revenge. Study would be a more accurate word as I was reading NF related to prepping for my Nano novel. The story I have tentatively settled on has characters looking for white collar jobs so I'm reading Barbara Ehrenreich's Bait and Switch: The (Futile) Pursuit of the American Dream to get a sense of what is entailed in scouting for a corporate management level job.

Another beef my eyes have with me is that I'm trying to switch my hours back to waking before noon rather than near midnight. In pursuit of that goal I laid back down only six hours after waking at 10pm last night and then got up at 8am. I'm trying to make myself stay awake until Ed gets home sometime after 10pm (it was 12:30am last night) to have dinner with him and then plan to be asleep between 2 and 4 AM.

Just in time for the weekend. Ha. Joke's on me. Chances of a new sleep schedule surviving a weekend are slimmer than a child's sand castle surviving high tide. Or a dream the whack of a lamp on the back.

Well then, I'll just have to yank it back in place on Monday because the schedule I fell into in response to Ed going on swing shift was not working for me at all and I know it won't work for NaNoWriMo which is only ten days off now and for which I'm nowhere near as prepped as I'd like to be.