It is 2016. Good.
I can tell I’m getting older because this year, I didn’t stay up to do the countdown. I was in bed by 11 (actually I was napping after dinner and drifting in and out of sleep the rest of the night). I briefly woke up at 30 seconds before and then fell right back asleep after “Happy New Year.”
My resolution is to get more sleep and go to bed earlier. But it feels like no matter when I go to bed, I still feel like I could use more sleep at 5:30 in the morning when it’s dark and frigid outside.
In college, kids would brag about pulling all nighters like living off so little sleep was normal. I could never pull off an all nighter. I mean I’d done it but was basically not functional.
My coworker, who’s close to retirement, told me enjoy this ability to sleep while you can. As she ages, she finds it harder to fall asleep and stay asleep throughout the night.
So this year, I’d like to sleep as much as I can.
We went out to Shaw/U Street this past weekend and after dinner and drinks, eyes bleary, round robin yawning, we called it a night and hugged good-bye. It was 9 ish.
And for the rest of this week I’ve been aiming to go to bed by 9 and get my hibernation on.