Aug
22
22
The Secret of Getting More Sleep
Hello Blogosphere.
I have finally done it.
Yes. That.
(No, not THAT.)
But, I digress…
I have done it.
I have found The Secret to Getting More Sleep.
Yes. Hold your applause.
And this secret, involves No pills. No meditation. No alcohol.
Curious?
Secret of Getting More Sleep in Steps:
1. Go to bed at your normal "late" time. That time for me is about 12:30am as I usually cannot look at my computer screen anymore. The pixels get fuzzy, eyes cross, and there's no more "Chocolate Rain" remixes to watch till tomorrow.
2. Set your alarm. I set mine for 6am, as I like some espresso, a banana, and maybe a little Cheerios to start my morning. Not to mention I like to put the smack down on the snooze a couple of times. My neighbors love it too.
3. Set your phone alarm. Mine is set for 6:55am as it gives me enough time to ride Spanky, before boarding the morning train. (Spanky is my bike, sicko.)
4. Go to sleep watching replays of the days Premiership (That's British Soccer.) Set the TV sleep timer at 15min. (Makes for great dreams to hear English accents before bed. Right ladies?)
5. Drift off into dreamland.
6. Wake to the sound of your alarm. Stretch. Yawn.
7. Look at the clock. Fuzzy as it is, it's looking rather odd. Does that say "6:56?"
8. Feel the jolt of addrenaline when you realize that it's your phone, not your clock that is "alarming" you. Sunova!
9. Throw on some pants, a workout shirt (no time to change), throw a sweater and polo in the bag, throw on a headband (yes!), shoes, no shave, helmet, knee socks, reflective anklets (so sesssy), downstairs to the fridge for cold espresso (Yes, I keep some cold. It's like Starbucks around here, bitches), jump on Spanky and haul asphault to the Train Station.
10. Dodge cars, buses, trucks, lights, cops, planes, pedestrians, more buses, roll into the station at 7:19am. (Just in time to jump on the 7:19 Train.)
11. Arrive at work. Somehow, curiously, feeling pretty good. Mission accomplished. Hit the work gym shower (after logging into your computer, moving your dot to "IN") for a little washup, change to the polo/sweater combo, roll down your jeans, unstrap the sessy reflective anklets, take off your bandana (make a note to start a petition/movement to make bandanas work-friendly-attire), flex in mirror, head back to desk.
12. You sit down. And you feel good. Real good, in fact. Then it hits you. Oh, yeah. You got an extra hour sleep. You're awesome. And…
You're welcome.
Secret's out.
And so is the…
Punvert!








That ain’t no secret, thats just the regular game of life.
SHHHH!
That’s my Thunder, little lady!
Today I forgot to set my alarm but luckily my good friend called at 7:56 to get directions to a hotel in the east bay.
Unfortunately, no “showers” here at work. So I am looking fine today.
I firmly convinced, that you are not right. Time will show.