Last year, I made a discovery about myself. I found out that I actually need 10 hours of sleep a night. Seriously. If I don’t get that, I get cranky, or I become forgetful, and if that lack of sleep persists for more than a week, I start shedding weight quite visibly.
Yesterday, I made another discovery. I cannot seem to convince my body to think otherwise. And it really bothered me coz I am someone who takes pride in being stronger in the mind.
See, I had a crazy schedule today. I had like tons of things that had to be done before leaving the house at about 4pm. So counting backwards, I have to wake up latest at 10am. By the time I made that calculation, it was already 1am the night before. That’s 1 hour short of my 10 hours. I tried to ignore that and happily went to set my alarm and told KW, “I have to wake up by 10am.” To which this long-suffering husband, who goes through the daily ordeal of trying to wake his wife up every morning, replied,
“Ok, Jo. Look at me….what time do you want to wake up?”
“Hmm? 10am. Why?”
“No, no. Look at me, in my eyes. Tell me. What time do you WANT to wake up?”
“10am?”
“You gotta say it, say ‘I want to wake up at…’”
“Ok…I want to wake up at…10am?”
“Are you sure? Say it again.”
“Erm…I want to wake up at 10am…..I think.”
So for the rest of the next hour, I tried to convincingly say it to myself. “I want to wake up at 10am.” And I couldn’t. No matter how hard I tried. I could say, “I need to wake up at 10am”, “I must wake up at 10am” but I just couldn’t convince myself that I WANT to wake up at 10am.
How I made it through school, sleeping near midnight and being in school by 7:30am, I have no idea. Though I must say that at some point, I did give up making assembly and started turning up during recess instead. It worked much better for me.
So yeah, for the first time, I have to admit defeat. The mind has lost. I’m listening to the body. 10 hours it is.
Jo
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