Wow, it's really late, ain't it?
Only three days into the holiday and already my sleeping patterns have gone to hell. It's probably not helped by the fact that the only mugs in the house that I could use to make coffee were the size of west Texas on account of us being unable to do any washing-up because of frozen pipes. You see! It all has a knock-on effect!
I think another factor in being unable to sleep is that I've had a niggling doubt all day that there was something that I needed to do and I've only just realised that it was my blog. I hate those unidentifiable feelings of not having done enough in a day. The ones that don't let you sleep because all you can think about is the time you've wasted and are wasting but when you get out of bed to do something, you find yourself too tired.
I tend to find that the best way to deal with these things is to get out of bed and blitz something, regardless of tiredness, so that you can sleep in the knowledge that you have not fully wasted an entire day. After the sleep I nearly invariably find that whatever I did the previous night is a jumbled incomprehensible mess that I cannot believe I am the perpetrator of, such as this blog post.
Hmm, I think the feeling is gradually leaving my system now, I think I've met at least my minimum requirements for the day. So, goodnight folks.
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