Somehow it took two weeks to recover from being sick. I am just now getting the post-sickness symptoms. The chills, aches, sinus congestion and fatigue finally wore off. With all that time battling the sick, working, and spending nearly two weeks of my nights recovering, February flew.
And my body has finally recharged its batteries. Somehow I am up right now, preparing/sending design files to a friend/colleague from school, blogging, drinking tea, and catching up on my RSS feeds, and I’ve been up since 5 after falling asleep at 2. Yes, that leaves me with three hours of sleep but I feel well-rested. Sleeping a full eight this weekend helped a lot.
I know my mind has gotten its rest when I freely think of work, when it’s not such an obligation for me. Since 5 this morning, I spent much of my time not only trying to fall back asleep, but evaluating my current situation in SF, at work and as a designer. It wasn’t until 6:45 that I decided, “Yeah. Falling back asleep isn’t going to happen.”
Poor Kate though. Unlike when we were in design school, I used to playfully bug Kate in her sleep. She loved/hated it. But that’s stopped (for the most part). I am seriously considering sleeping in the living room. I’m moving too much again and Kate is getting restless sleep because of it. Sleeping in the living room is no biggie, considering it’s my futon from my bedroom in the Sac house. Kate and I love our living situation and we didn’t have a tough time at all transitioning from two people living in a 2-story house with a loft and three bedrooms to living in a tiny, one-bedroom dwelling. But I miss the space we had from time-to-time.
Yeah. I feel rested.