Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Nocturnal

I'm sort of proving my own point by writing this post. It is 12:33 AM and I decided to pick up my lappy and write a nice little blog post. Stupid George Michael! (That was for all you Arrested Development fans out there.)


Let's start out by saying I don't live up to my name very well. Having Gesch as a last name carries a lot of implications. I think very good and redeeming implications for the most part. We're a German bunch that tends to be very punctual, practical,  talkative, and disciplined. There also seems to be an early bird gene that has been associated with my last name. Probably goes along with that whole "Let's be eighty hours early to everything" deal my family has going on. Well, I'm not sure what happened there, but my early bird gene was bullied to death by the night owl gene and that was that. That poor bird was KO-ed in the first round and never had a chance. Those dueling birds and owls, it can get dangerous I tell you. I've been the last one awake at every sleepover as a child, pushing my bedtime back to do one more thing, and sleeping through early alarms with the best of them since 1989. My natural tendency to be awake at night, paired with my sleep habits in the past four years at college have set me up pretty poorly for adulthood. 

Granted, I just had kind of a whirlwind and off-schedule weekend anyways. It began by celebrating my roommate Susan's bachelorette party complete with an entourage of 14 on a coach bus riding through town. SO MUCH FUN. But when that night ended at 3:30 AM, the next few days didn't really stand much of a chance. I had dinner with my babysitting family (Mel, Karley, and I have been adopted by an awesome mom of four during our time at Trinity) tonight in the Chicago area and now I am finally home again in Wisconsin, watching the replay of today's Jeopardy episode. 

To me, the perfect schedule would involve waking up at 9:00 AM, taking a three hour nap beginning at 2:00 PM, waking up at 5:00 PM and going to sleep again for the night at 3:00 AM. Rinse and Repeat. Wait a minute...that is my EXACT schedule from my semester in Spain! Maybe it's a sign I need to go back. (Yep. It is.) Plus, night owls have more fun! Most fun things happen at night anyways! And who wants to wake up at 5:00 AM with a raspy voice all morning? (Maybe this is my personal problem; my voice doesn't get back to normal until after noon. Before that I sound like Chuck the neighborhood bus driver.) But alas, the early birds have that whole "I'm a real responsible human being" aspect that is oh so valuable in this world of employment I'm learning actually does exist. 

The night owl thing may work out in the dream world of studenthood in Sevilla, but does NOT work out too well in the real world where you want to be a healthy, productive adult who contributes positive things to society. Especially not for a teacher. Institute for Teach for America is looming on the horizon with a rigorous (early!) schedule, followed by the insanity that will be my first year of teaching and I need to start getting with it. I must man up (maybe I should say woman up?) and realize that all of my goals: being healthy, working hard, being great at my job, being responsible with my spiritual life and friendships, all could be greatly improved by normal sleeping schedules. These next few months will take serious discipline from me to change this routine. Hopefully you'll see more posts from 6:00 AM instead of 1:00 AM. You can help keep me accountable.

Now, before bed, let's read a few more chapters in my book, browse Pinterest for awhile, and re-do my nail polish. 

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