"Sleep" -Riley Armstrong Style
Does anyone remember the song "Sleep" by Riley Armstrong? I feel like it should be my theme song. Like anytime I get a tad cooky it can just start playing and explain everything. I remember I was a young girl when the song first came out. Back then it was just a really fun song. Now that I am much older, I understand exactly what it means.
This past weekend was pretty killer for me. I can't believe the absolute lack of sleep that I have had. I usually would become completely cranky when I didn't have enough sleep. However, this was so bad that I actually experienced sort of a euphoric feeling.
I work the weekends into Monday and Tuesday. I just so happen to go to school on Tuesday also. So, while Tuesday is technically what people would call my "Friday", ( I still don't understand why people say things like that...) it is also the roughest day of the week for me. I wake up at 6:30 am to get the kids ready for school, I take them to school, then I go to school, and its straight off to work until midnight.
My teacher posted my homework late on Sunday. So late that I wouldn't have even known that it happened. I don't have time Monday to do homework because of my crazy work schedule. So when my shift ended midnight Tuesday morning I had to rush home to complete all my work. I got a total of 2 hours of sleep! I know Boo Hoo! Right?
Well Tuesday when I woke up at 6:30 I felt surprisingly OK. Like I just had the best power nap of my life. I got to class and I couldn't remember anything about my homework. Which really stunk when I found myself with the dry erase marker standing at the front of the class white board.
My class is a hybrid course so most of the teaching is done outside of the class. Then on Tuesday when we meet, the teacher gives us problems at the board and we are expected to solve them. I felt comfortable when I saw everyone's problems... then I saw mine! Why on a day that I stay up till the crack of dawn do I get hit with the only problem I don't remember? Why couldn't I do the end of my homework first so I could remember and not look like a complete idiot?!
As I stand there with the marker in hand and study the problem, anyone could hear a pin drop with the silence in the room. I couldn't figure out where to begin... In my head I gave up. I turned to the class and put out my hands. I was about to tell everyone that I have no clue how to complete the problem. Then something fired in my brain and I remembered how the problem was supposed to look. My face must have been hilarious because people were laughing. I was writing on the board so fast that I wasn't really sure if I was writing what was in my head. Once I was done I took the marker and set it down. This was usually the part where the teacher wants you to explain your processes. Good luck! All I could say was "Don't ask me how I just did that because I really don't remember". I am just really glad that it turned out right.
After class I was off to work. At work I was really hyper. I had several caffeinated beverages throughout the day. I kept dancing and I couldn't stop shaking. I did so well at work... that is until ten pm hit. At work around ten pm it tends to get super quiet. I turned the television on to help me with background noises. It really didn't help. I had tons of paperwork to complete. Something about paperwork isn't good on only two hours of sleep. I would start writing and dreaming at the same time. I would write a sentence and it would be correct, but by the end of the sentence I would incorporate some weird things. I would have to go wash my face and then read what I wrote. I can't even tell you the crazy incoherent things that I said because I don't remember. All I remember was there were a lot of parts that I marked out. Then I thought about the people who might read them. I felt really terrible.
I know that being that tired it was really bad that I drove home. I think that being tired is kind of like drunk driving. But what really woke me up was having the windows down and singing along with the music. There aren't a ton of people on the road between midnight and one am. So, I am not really breaking peoples ear drums. When I got home I went immediately to sleep and told myself... If I ever only get two hours of sleep again something in my day will have to be sacrificed.
I think that it is crazy that I will get two hours of sleep for something that is so important to me. Most of the kids in my class didn't even have all of their work completed. But looking at the bigger picture does help. One day all this hard work will have paid off and I will be somewhere better because of it. Now that day needs to hurry. I will just keep on working hard for now.
I apologize for my over abundant use of the word "I" and the rambling that this post contains. But it was written while still in anti-sleep detox.