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I did not sleep last night.  It was my first all nighter in over two weeks.  I'd need to go read my journal entries to find the precise date but I know it had to have been on or before the weekend before our trip down to Phoenix OR ten days ago.  In my effort to make healthy choices I was making a serious effort to keep a regular sleep/wake schedule.  At least the waking part.  Up between 9 and 10am.  Lights out between 2 and 4am.  On average.  And on average getting 4.5 hours of sleep each night with one outlier at 7hrs and two more at 3ish.

The only night I had serious trouble getting to sleep was the night I spent in Phoenix with Ed and I think that was all about the not wanting to loose a moment of that short visit to the oblivion of sleep.

The 7hr sleep was Friday morning so it doesn't surprise me that it was Friday night that I didn't sleep.

It wasn't that I tried and couldn't.  That is one version of the insomnia I experience often but the other is when I get so engrossed in the project I'm working on I loose track of time and that's what happened this morning.  It wasn't until I noticed the change in the light in the room when the light from the window got strong enough to compete with the ceiling light for my attention.  Well after 6am.  And I was feeling nowhere near ready to call it quits either.

I was going to try to make it to 8pm so that I wouldn't be waking up before midnight feeling ready to be up for the day but it is starting to feel that only more coffee would get me there and that for sure would not be a healthy choice.

So I'm going to just give into it.  When the usually elusive sleep is volunteering its blessing it would be wrong to dis it just because its a few hours too early.