Not so restful

Again last night I went to bed ahead of schedule, 10:48, because I was tired and wanted to leave for work a little early this morning. I read the first two pages of Becoming Animal, but almost immediately had to reread sentences three or four times, and I still don't remember what they were about. So I turned out the light. It was 11:07.

I don't know what time I woke up. I was restless and started to wonder whether I had forgotten to set the alarm. After a long time I uncoiled from all the anti-sciatica pillows and looked at the clock. It was 5:15. I never settled down again, so it was a less than satisfying sleep. On the good side, I got out of bed at 6:17, an hour earlier than usual, went through my morning routine without stress (even wove for a few minutes), and left for work at the usual time.

I knew something like this would happen. My body will take some time (maybe hard time) to get used to the fact it's allowed seven hours of undisturbed sleep. I may have difficulty getting enough reading done in the evenings. I'll try again tonight.