So it's February 1st! Huzzah! I am very excited to be out of the long dark of January. I really have never liked January, and it's not that nothing
fun happens in January, it's just a very long, sluggish month in which your emotions are going haywire because your blended disaster of being sad that Christmas is over, bewildered that Christmas and last year in general went so fast, tired of cold weather, ready for Spring, depressed because you know it's only the first month of the year so you got a long way to go before warm weather comes, and many other things. So, in that light, January is really my least favorite month of the year. I can't think of any month I dislike more. Again, some truly great stuff happens in January. But overall, for me personally, the bad outweighs the good.
In February you're at least excited because you know the very next month is March, which means
Spring! Of course... if you're weather is as crazy as ours here in New Jersey.... sometimes Spring don't start when it say it do. I remember back in 2006 it actually snowed in
April! However it was weird because it snowed early in the morning and it was freezing outside... but then almost as soon as the afternoon hit, the sun was out and, no kidding, the temperature was up to about 65° and beautiful.
But, anyhoo, I'm excited about February. Because February also means Superbowl Sunday—for which my family gathers together and we have great food and a great time while the game plays in the background—as well as Valentine's Day—which also requires another get-together for my family in which we have something
red for dinner; usually stuffed shells with spaghetti sauce poured over them. Yeah. My family loves to get together and eat. What can I say. I love it.
Ooh, I made, using a recipe from my brother, Greek pizza for dinner tonight. It was delicious,
however not as good as when my brother made it. I haven't figured out quite what I did differently yet, but something wasn't right. Perhaps not enough cheese. Actually I know what
part of the reason was. The recipe called for sprinkling of
parsley on the top, but I put a little bit of oregano on accidentally at first before realizing. Again, it was still good, something was just off a bit. I will post the recipe on here when I get the chance.
So it occurred to me this morning after I slept through two different alarms... my curse is coming back again. When I sleep certain hours, I end up drastically over-sleeping. And I've said it before and I'll say it again: I would rather get too little sleep than too much sleep. The feeling you get throughout the day when you've had too much sleep is just too awful. That's how I felt today. Sporatically, I would get into this mindset where I didn't care about anything. The moon could fall on top of my house, and I wouldn't have cared. I was just so tired.
During my unemployment, my hours of sleep are
usually 2:00am to 10:00am. However I'm really having this problem of sleeping
past 10:00am, getting 8+ hours of sleep that I don't even need. So I'm thinking I'm going to have to move my sleeping hours back, reluctantly. My problem is that it's in the evening hours that I feel the most creative or energetic, so those are the hours (9pm-2am) that I either work or play games or watch movies or what have you. So it's really hard thinking about having to go to sleep earlier. But probably what I will do is try 12:00am to 8:00am and see if that changes anything. If not... then I'll try for earlier. So, we shall see what happens. Like I said, I do this reluctantly, but I just can't go through the day feeling this way any longer. Plus it's probably better that I get my body adapted to an early-bedtime/early-wake-up so that I will be prepared for when I, Lord-willing, find a job.
I hate sleep...... But then I love it. I don't think there is anything in this life that I love and hate more than Sleep. It's a devilish angel.
The end. Goodnight.
