It's late. I know. This is just how it always is. I'm always the last to bed.
I just need to decompress after each day, and it seems that the length of decompression increases with each child added to the family. So I end up staying up late even though my body so desperately needs the sleep to function the next day.
That's just how it is with introverts. It's nice to be with other people, but afterwards it's even nicer to just be by yourself.
So I read, or blog, or even sew for an hour or so just to unwind before settling in. Then I go about the house, pick things up, turn off lights and head off to bed. Even before I step into our bedroom I detour into the kids room and watch their sweet little faces as they sleep.
Then once I feel that all is well, I'll climb into bed, tuck myself into the covers, and close my eyes. And it's those moments before I fall asleep where I replay my day, analyze my actions, muse in appreciation and sometimes have creative swirls that develop into ideas and plans.
Then after all is said and done, I finally sleep.
2 comments:
Yup. You've always been like that! Some things never change!
that's awesome that you still get some time to yourself even if it's a the end of the day. i end up staying up late just cuz sometimes i get so tired the thought of going to bed doesn't come to me.
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