straightjacket and stardust

Sunday, May 23, 2010

gosh. i think im going to talk a bit about sleep and how much (or how little) of it ive been getting of late.

the weekend we sent stuff home in a container was deadly. azli and i only fully decided on tuesday that shipping is to commence on saturday the 15th as azli would start his family trip around europe on the 18th. so wednesday and thursday went not quite as fruitfully as one might have hoped. come friday, we were both in utter chaos. strangely we both applied our preferred method of exam preparation for packing. him slow and steady, and me: absolute hurried last-minute madness. both works, to be honest. to each its own really. but it was hilarious. by friday night, he had about 93% of things packed and was busy ruminating as to whether he ought to double wrap or triple wrap the boxes. i on the other hand, was sitting on the floor contemplating shoes and hadn't even touched the closet.

and so my nonstop packing started picking up speed at about 11pm friday night. i kept on going virtually nonstop till abut 3 when i had a snack, then back to packing. azli rang me to say he was going to bed at about 5 am, and when he woke up around 7 i was still at it. at this stage i was out of bags/boxes and slightly panicky. and i haven't stopped moving for 8 hours and my back and hips were seriously asking for help. fortunately the container guys arrived at 10ish and the whole loading stuff took bout an hour and a half. around noon, when all was said and done, i fell asleep (into a coma would be a more apt description) and fall asleep i did.

next thing i knew i woke up and it was about 10pm. i got up and cooked pekasam and kari telur which azli and i devoured like famished demons. at this stage i had slept for 10 hours through brought daylight and i hadn't anything to eat for 23 hours. after dinner, watched some nice tv and went back to bed sleepily around 1am only to wake up around noon the next day. how bout that.

today wasn't much of a change. i spent five nights in london with azli and family which was loads of fun. and the weather was fantabulous. anyways we spent all day (and i do mean all day) on our feet and on the move and having very little settled sleep. so yesterday morning after we all said our goodbyes and azli & co take off for paris i went back to the hotel room and had two hours of the most glorious sleep ive had in ages, weird dreams all included. spent the rest of the day shopping at oxford street then pushed off for dublin. i arrived home yesterday slightly melancholic but driven, and more sleepy than usual. and so i went to bed at around 1am, and then woke up crazily enough around 6pm the next day. 17 hours! insanity. clearly was trying to qada' for all sleep lost during the trip.

good news is im starting to feel a bit sleepy so im not quite 'jetlagged' so to speak. on the downside, im suddenly craving for kari telur. urgh.

all i have to say on sleep is quality vs quantity. practising that is an altogether different cattle of fish xx

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