I'm Going to Bed! I Don't Care What You Say!
So much has been happening in my world. So many bloggable moments I have wanted to capture, but... Have you ever had so much going on that it seems like the days are running together and there is no separation. Has it ever seemed like you had no time to do anything, yet and still you are running around like a chicken with its head cut off?
Welcome to my world!
Somewhere (in there) last week, I got off track. I used to have a very strict schedule I stuck to. Well, not a schedule, but at least a bed time and wake time. I have found that I function best when I get the proper amount of sleep and when I arise before everyone else in this house. It seems easy enough, but it is challenging to get to bed on time when your husband seems to have made it his life's mission to make you miss your bed time! He seems to always have a way to sabotage my bed time.
Some of the ways he does this is by;
- Whining and complaining that we never watch Tv together anymore and begging me to lay on the couch and watch it. (even though the show is playing at a time that is clearly after my announced bed time)
- Coming up to our room, after I have already gone to bed, and complaining that it's too early for me to be in bed.
- Teasing me for going to sleep so early.
- Waiting until 25 minutes after my bed time, to request we have "special married time".
And before you begin to think that I'm going to sleep at 8pm... My bed time is 10:00pm! Yes, I try to get in bed by 10 and the above mentioned responses are made!
So last week, I gave into his plots against my bed time. And I was still trying to get up on time. That worked for a while, me staying up late like a rebellious teen, hanging out with my beau. But then I began to find it harder to get up in the morning. Then I began skipping my mandatory daily quiet time with God. Then all of a sudden I was operating on my husbands schedule and I was suffering for it.
Unlike him I CANNOT function on 4-5 hours of sleep a night. Or wake up one hour (or less) before work starts and have a good day. I just can't do it. I was tired, cranky and feeling less motivated. I really didn't know what was wrong with me. Then I got it! I realized I was not taking care of me. I was not doing the things which I know I must do to be at my best.
But no more! Last night I went to bed earlier and I was able to get up at a decent time, but still didn't get that quality devotion time in there. So from now I am not playing! I am going to bed on time tonight and I am getting up in the morning at my regularly scheduled wake time (Lord willing!). I already know my husband is going to try to prevent this from happening. But I also know what the results are when I give in to his antics!
Tonight I am going to bed on time, and I don't care what he says! (You hear me M?! I mean it!)
Can you relate to anything I've said here? Please share! And thanks for reading!