Night owl

Night Owl

If people are unaware, I’m telling you now. I do not go to bed early; I’m also not a morning person. Even the receptionist at my chiropractors today was impressed when I told her I got to bed last night before midnight. So, here’s how that goes, got to bed last night by 11.30pm. Woke the first time around 12.30am, meaning that had been a fucking waste of time Then, 2.30am, 3.30am, 4.30am, then 5.40am at which point I set an alarm for 6.01am, so I can hit the MEPACS button and sleep past 8.30am, until my carer arrives. I got back into bed at 8.01am, rolled over to see the bedside clock and a black mark on the wall.

It looked like a white tail spider, prompting me to get straight back out of bed and grab a shoe stating to nobody in particular, “Alright I’ll get it and Where’s my Husband?”

I do my best work when nobody’s around to witness it and ladies, we all know even if I had a husband, I’d likely be the one sorting out the spiders, trades and the criminal reinforcements. That didn’t sound right.

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12.30am

Wow, look at that! Got motivated early. I seem to get very creative after midnight and that is of course bedtime for most normal people. But we already all realize I’m not normal.

I don’t know when I started being a night owl. Probably in my late teens. Mum recently reminded me, I would come home from High School and go to bed for a nap. After dinner I would get stuck into my artwork and stick at it for hours.

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When I was 16, I worked at a Supermarket part time, as well as High School on top of babysitting my baby sister. I moved away to study when I was 19. Continued to work also and started going to clubs in Melbourne. This became my social outlet.

And I guess the bad sleeping pattern continued. These days I’m lucky if I can skip the pre-dinner kip, but by 10pm I hit my second wind and become very productive, even if I’m just glued to the couch sorting admin and doing a little drawing.

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