For years, I probably averaged about four hours of sleep a night, and just thought it was my metabolism. Sometimes I would take long Sunday naps, and I figured that was my "catch-up" time.
The corporate world is often hard on one's sleep - many things to worry about. I had rough jobs the last few years I was there. In the corporate world, you have little or no control over your fate. You are at the beck and call of the whims of the latest boss, and I watched people scramble to follow the new rules of engagement with every change in leadership. For me, being something of a control freak, that world did not contribute to restful nights.
When I finally got to do my own thing, when I retired from that world and started my little booth at the farmers market, I thought all would be well. Although taking two months off after leaving my sales job, I still suffered from insomnia and seldom slept more than five or six hours.
It has been over eight years now that I have been the master of my own world. Little by little, I managed to burden myself with a second booth at the market, a huge expansion in product line, and then of course, let's bring some cows down here, and get some chickens. And why not become certified organic? I saw my time shrink, and I realized that I was lying awake thinking about cows instead of airplane wheels and brakes. Bottom line, I wasn't sleeping very well again.
Enter Kayla, my assistant. I am starting to realize just how ridiculous it was to think I could do it all. Kayla is working only 20 to 30 hours a week right now, because she is also milking for the Milk Association, giving the other milkers a much needed break. But even 20 hours is a big load off. My house looks decent, and all of the baskets and boxes on my counter at the market are filled with product. And I have some time off!
Sunday I did nothing except a few chores - maybe an hour's worth - and worked on a small problem with the milking system - another hour. The rest of the day I was lazy. A couple of naps, watched Da Bears win, read a little, ate well. And I slept again that night, all night. And again last night, a good night's sleep, nearly eight hours!
Being too tired to sleep is no joke. I should know - I was there for more years than I care to remember.
Well, time to hit that paperwork again. My next objective is a clean desk. :)