The Night Owl
I used to be a morning person. I did. It used to be no biggie for me to be up at 5:00am or earlier and at work on computer by 6:00am. Really. But no more.
And I’m blaming this change on my acupuncture doc. Over the last three years he’s slowly been getting my bod back to its natural state, back to the way it was before traditional docs messed it up with nasty meds like DES and birth control pills. Yeah, my acupuncture doc is a miracle worker for sure. Love that guy!!!
In the process, he’s balanced my hormones, gotten rid of scary endometriosis and fibroids, and made menopause a symptom-free experience for me. This balancing also supports my raging libido, which seems to get hotter every week (Yowza!). But he assures me being oversexed is normal for “me,” so he thinks it’s a verrrrrrry good thing. Of course, I agree. *horny grin*
But lately I’ve noticed another change. When I was 18, I was a night owl, up late dancing all night in clubs and bars, having a wild party time. I also loved my sleep and could sleep-in until noon on weekends.
However, when my mother and my doc found out how sexually active I was they put me on birth control, even though my boyfriends used condoms.
As that nasty stuff began to work its evil spell on me, lots of things changed in my bod, including my sleep patterns. Slowly, I became a morning person, and I’ve been that way ever since.
Well, until this summer. Now when the alarm goes off at 5:00am I can’t move. No kidding. Finally, at 5:30 I drag myself out of bed. Of course, this is probably because I’m so full of energy at night now I rarely go to bed before midnight.
Anyway, once I drag myself out of bed at 5:30 I’m in a total fog until 7:00. It’s so bad Wes has gotten in the habit of going around behind me, fixing the messes I’ve been making some mornings. Smart man. Well, I’m practically comatose. LOL
You’ll be happy to know I’ve finally decided this is not some weird phase I’m going through. It’s gotta be another permanent change from the acupuncture. Another good one for sure. So I announced to Wes this morning I’m setting the alarm for 6:00am from now on, and we’ll see if I can become coherent again in the morning. If not, we’ll do 6:30.
In fact, this reminds me of something I said to my agent yesterday when we were talking about my trip to Boston on Friday. We’ve never met in person, so I thought I should prepare him for this unusual “experience.” Especially after I grilled him on what kind of classic rock CDs he has in his truck, since good classic rock (preferably turned up reallllllly LOUD) is a basic requirement for me when I’m in a car (yeah, I’m taking my Aerosmith CD just in case *LOL*). I finally said, “Just keep in mind I always think I’m 18, and that’s why I do the things I do and say the things I say.” Hopefully, that’ll explain why I act so bizarre for a 52-year old woman.
And that’s never been more true than this week when my sleep patterns are reverting back to my teenage, late-night, party girl days. Which reminds me. I really wanna hit a club one night in Boston and shake my ass on the dance floor.
Alrightyyyy!
Well, it’s not like he hasn’t been warned, ya know? *wicked grin*
xoxo
Laura Stamps
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