Bed, Why Are You So Far Away?

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From the moment I woke up this morning I’ve been feeling exorbitantly tired and virulently cranky and for no good reason. Look, I know what you're going to think. Something like:

"Kate, darling, you're a lovely girl and all, but we've seen what time you go to bed. We've heard all about your adventures staying up until the wee hours of the morning and then turning around and getting up in the morning before the birds, let alone the sun. You've been subsisting on naps, caffeine, sugar, and sheer stubbornness of will that cannot possibly be good for you. Surely, you cannot believe that you wouldn't be tired after that and therefore a tiny bit cranky."

None of that is untrue, and I know all that about myself. I have no delusions that my habits are healthy ones. Okay? Okay. 

Still, I know how I usually feel after staying up too late and, to be honest, I typically feel better on less sleep than I've had recently than I did this morning. I've had an average of something like 1-3 hours of sleep more per night this week not to mention that I slept something like 21 hours this weekend (that's not an exaggeration, it might have been 22 actually) so I really should be feeling more rested. 

Well, that would be true, but then around 11am I realized that I had started my period. 

It was actually a relief to know that's what had me worse for the wear. I know that I don't have particularly healthy sleeping habits, but I also know that I (for the most part) know my limits and how thing are going to affect me. I just didn't realize it would start quite yet. I thought I had a few more days. 

As such (even though I'm behind on my writing goal), I think it's more crucial for me to head to bed early.