This is a post-chemo feature of Being Jay Lake. When I'm feeling in fairly good health and things are going well, I am almost back down to my six hours per night of sleep to be fully rested and energetic. A little more like six and half to seven a lot of nights, but not the end of the world. But if I have a bad night, or I'm up too late/up too early (as with most of my travel days), I continue exhausted and feeling under slept until I knock out a couple of long, hard nights of sleep.
Friday and Saturday nights of this past weekend were make-up sleep from last Monday's travel day.
Excuse me, but that's ridiculous. I mean, it is what it is, and I try very hard to respect my body's needs. But Saturday night I just couldn't go to bed when I wanted to.
It feels like a frustrating waste of time, and makes it hard to plan my days and budget my available hours. I am a well-oiled schedule machine even on my loosest days. All this sleep is just a wrecking ball through the carefully crafted structure of that schedule.
Still, I sleep as much as I can when my body demands it. Anything else would be foolish. But, grr…