I did the whole no alarm clock thing again last night. And this time I only slept eight hours, which is a step in the right direction, so yay 🙂 Granted, sleeping eight hours still means getting up at 10 because I seem to have made myself incapable of going to bed before 2 AM, but whatever. I got the “proper” amount of sleep last night. And it’s so much better to wake up sans alarm clock. So much better.
And here’s the really key part: I did some school stuff and everything. In fact, I did pretty much all the schoolwork that needs to be done between now and Sunday. Which is awesome.
I even had hours to kill before Game 1 of the World Series started (dammit, that was depressing). So I updated my resume and looked for job openings. I mean, I worked on cleaning off my dining table. Oh wait, no, sorry. Those are the things a responsible adult would do.
I sat on my couch and checked Twitter while listening to a podcast. It never even occurred to me to do something more active while listening. And therein lies (one of) my problem(s). It did occur to me that I could look for job openings, but that prospect freaked me out so I did nothing. And therein lies my (other) problem.
Remember a week ago when I said I wasn’t an adult? Yeah, this is more of that. I’m 32 years old and I have no idea how to be an adult. How awesome is that? Blah.