This is strange. It’s 10:14 p.m. and I’m ready for bed. My teeth are brushed, my face is washed, my contacts are out. It’s not unusual for me to go to bed at 2 a.m., only to get up five hours later for work.
“What do you do that late at night?” people ask me.
“I read, get lost online, write,” I say.
One of my old English professors used to say “The owl of Minerva flies at midnight.” I’ve always found this to be true. My creativity awakens at night and keeps me up.
Starting tonight, though, I’m going to go to bed at 11:30 p.m. I figure if I commit my goal to writing, I’ll be more likely to follow through with it. I hate being tired during the day and not having as much energy as I’d like. When I get a decent night’s sleep, I feel more well-rested, alert and happier.
Speaking of sleep deprivation, I recently came across an excerpt from an Arianna Huffington blog post that resonated with me. It’s about the negative effects of not getting enough sleep:
Getting enough sleep signifies to some people that you must be less than passionate about your work and your life. It means, well, you’re lazy. Very often women workaholics forego sleep, because they’ve bought into the mentality that says sleep time is unproductive time.
Yet what have all this workaholism and sleep loss bought us?
Less productivity, less job satisfaction, less sex, and more inches around the waist. Doesn’t seem like a very good deal, does it?
Nope. I’ll let you know if I follow through with my goal. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m heading to bed … soon.