A year ago today, I started sleeping.
It's sort of remarkable: I hadn't realized how much of myself I had sold for health insurance and a desk with my name tacked to the wall next to it until I started to sleep again, and started to wake up. Because seriously, that's what sleep allowed me to do. I slept ten, eleven, twelve hours a night, with two-hour naps every day, for three weeks. Not out of depression; out of the sheer joy of sleeping, the restorative delight of starting to feel like myself again. The sleeping tapered off. These days, I go to bed at 11:00, go to sleep at 11:30 (slow sleep insomnia), and wake up between 7:00 and 7:30. Naps are rare.
I have had two major illnesses in the past year, versus ten to fifteen a year for the last several. One was a twenty-four hour stomach bug that could have hit anyone, regardless of how rested they were; the other was a cold brought home by my housemate and incubated on my flight to London. I have slept through the night almost every night. I have become happier, more stable, and more productive.
(The more productive has actually been a problem, as I'm flooding my poor proofreaders with material. I was always fast. Now I'm working at more what I consider my "normal" speed, and it's terrifying.)
A lot of people asked how I was going to stave off boredom. The answer was, and remains, that I will let them know when I actually get bored.
It hasn't happened yet.
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It's good to see someone else escape, though. I hope you are able to maintain your freedom and the resulting productiveness, health and happiness forever.
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You can employ more proofreaders, right? :)
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("Finding proofreaders that do not make Seanan want to release the pandemic" is a relatively easy problem.)
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I teach at a university, and I know that as soon as I turned in my grades last December, I crashed hard. And that even if I nominally work 8-5 on the clock with a lunch break*, plus occasional weekend afternoon for grading and admin stuff, I've found that the drive to make sure I have the next day (at least's) lesson ready to go by the time I leave work means that I come home, cook and conk out in front of the computer. Hobbies are for weekends and a half hour between when breakfast and tea kick in and leaving for work.
I wonder how much of that was knowing that I could take the afternoon off if I needed it. Or switch to working on my science instead of figuring out another way to explain acceleration to my physics students. (Seriously, getting them to know the direction of acceleration is hard: I hope forces clear this up.)
My mother noticed the same thing, in particular how she often needs Saturday to recover from work, and Sunday to do house stuff.
* I teach 12 hours a week and hold five office hours, but there's some rule that you spend about 2 hours out of class for every hour in front of students. The students are expected to do the same.
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Sleep is wonderful, even when you don't have to knit up the ravell'd sleeve of care.
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2: ...slow sleep insomnia? Wait, what, this is a THING? *runs to the search engine*
*discovers Bing doesn't have enough data here*
*goes to Google*
Hmmm.
(Thank you. O:> )
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i am glad this is working out for you. :)
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