Sleep: Moan of the day!

Tired and restless today. I was woken up early so I could attend a buffet for my nan. Which has great bits and bobs, which included the fantastic standard item...sausage rolls. I did end up pigging out on it, but hey...Eve picked that forbidden fruit, it just was a prolonged inevitability.

But anyway when I woke up this morning my eyes were hanging down to the sides, the lids barely lifted up to see the beginning of my pupil. It was one of my hardest days to get up. I looked in the mirror and was shocked at how tired I looked, which makes me rethink my sleep schedule.

Is it really Okay to be going to sleep in the latter part of the morning heading towards 4...am I benefiting on anything, because I am not functioning in the world at the same hours of everyone else. Breakfast and lunch combined everyday at 2.30pm surely that isn't right (not mixing literally having cereal on a sandwich though).

I think it is time to get back into a routine and feel fresh and alive when I wake up, no more kidding around.

The Big Moan - Operation Spoon.

Yes I know this title sounds positively crazy and odd but it is the story of operation spoon; a very real and well thought through plan.

In the recent years, one problem has become apparent in our household, which was catching us off guard and leaving us stranded in a pool of misery, a downward spiral of hatred and unthinkable anger...

The uncle.

He comes to visit us and stay over night now and then...to have a rest...get him out of the house.
However this has come with some problems.
He wakes up very early. Around 6am, every morning...even at the weekends.
And what happens in the UK when people wake up...they have Tea.

This is where the story heats up...the gritty tale of an annoying habit.

When he makes himself a Tea at 6am he manages to wake us all up. Why...because of the spoon he uses to stir his sugar in.
This spoon is stirred around for over a minute, mixing sugar and Tea. Bouncing off the sides, hitting the bottom. One big metal noise drifting through the rooms.

It is enough to send you crazy. It lasts for a long time...and there is no acknowledgement of this act...as if he finds it perfectly normal and correct behaviour.

This is where Operation Spoon originated.

For this year, we were prepared and now the problem has been solved. We replaced all the small teaspoons with plastic spoons in the drawer every night before we went to bed. This was to prevent being woken up, irritable and damn right angry.

Every night before bed for 4 days, we replaced the spoons with the plastic ones and hid the metal ones away, only to return them when we woke.
It worked like a charm, and we no longer were the victims of an early morning...
It was a hard and gruelling operation...no lives were lost...but a lot of courage was needed.


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Isn't it early to be up!

Feeling absolutely shattered from my day yesterday, and although this meant I was able to get to sleep early and break my insomniac cycle, it now means I have been awake since the early hours of the morning. With clouds and morning due to entertain me, you creep about trying not to wake others, and yet you are desperate to make some loud noises to wake them up. Then you can continue with your day as normal, with crashing pans and shower singing and re-runs of Top Gear on Dave, why not, its what Dave is therefore.

However only one thing is great from an early morning, you can have a mid-afternoon nap.