I’ve been whining. Everyone had veggies but me. I had tiny green tomatoes and finger sized cucumbers. Last night, I saw a few yellow tomatoes, so today when I got home from a long day of training, I decided to pick them. After all, 3 or 4 tiny tomatoes would be a nice little snack.

Walking across my jungle of a garden, something hit my leg. Ouch. I look down. A cucumber the size of.. well, of a very large pickling cucumber lol. So… I looked more, and more.. and was pleasantly surprised! I guess I’m blind. It would be a lot easier if cucumbers were purple… hmmm….

Here’s what I ended up with.

One of the biggest troubles I have involves sleeping.  I really, honestly, truly don’t enjoy sleeping one bit.  When I was a kid, I was the one who the parents joked about, saying “She thinks when she goes to bed, we all throw a party or something and she doesn’t want to miss it!”  The fact of the matter is that I don’t really care for parties either, but that’s another story.

The truth is, I’m very bad at sleeping.  it just isn’t my forte.  I find myself dreading going to bed each night for several reasons.

1. If I sleep, when I wake up, no matter how hard I try, it will be tomorrow.
2. I work all day, come home, feed the dogs dinner, let them out, eat dinner, let the dogs out again, work on class stuff, let the dogs out again, take a bubble bath, let them out again, and then work on class stuff again.  By the time I’m through, it’s midnight, and I’m bitter and grumpy that I have had no time to myself, and now, it is time for bed.
3. I don’t like to do things that I suck at.  I suck at sleeping.
4. I honestly have a million other things I’d rather do.
5. Sadly, pathetically, it’s not so much fun crawling in to bed when you’re the only biped there.
6. Sleeping is quiet time. Quiet means no noise.  I need noise.  If I don’t have it, then I create my own inside of my head.  This usually does not yield positive results.

So, that being said, I don’t sleep very much… If I get five hours, I consider it a good night, and also an excuse to stay up later the next evening!  A few months ago, I decided that I needed to get more sleep.  I tried to get at least six hours/night.  But the thing was, I felt less sleepy, but was utterly bitchy and grumpy because I had to cut out my fun time in order to achieve my sleeping goal.  For the past few weeks, I’m back to my usual 4.5 hours.  I’m sleepier, but happier.  Sickening as it is, I actually woke up this morning singing “Oh What a Beautiful Morning.”  Don’t ask.  I have no clue.

Over the weekend, I slept seven hours… in ONE NIGHT, and woke up feeling really strangely. I wandered around a bit.. trying to figure out what this sensation was.. was I coming down with something?  Was I manic?  Was I depressed?  Was it some rare type of disease, and suddenly, it popped in my head out of nowhere.. I labeled the feeling, the sensation.  I was “well-rested”.  I will try not to do this again.  It was way too confusing.

So, that was my babble for the evening.  Now, for my question:  Are you any good at sleeping?  If so, how do you do it?

I fixed my blog!

So, what’s been going on?  Well, our first pilot library for the Michigan Evergreen Project is going life in TWO WEEKS!! Woo-hoo to Branch District Library for being brave!

My class, Client Based Web Design for Information Professionals is almost done, and OMG THANK…err.. the powers of some sort… FOR THAT!!

I’m working on submitting a new course to WSU for Spring on how libraries can use cool mainstream technologies like Flickr, Facebook, Twitter, and all that.  Should be fun.

My house was such a disaster, that while I was at ALA, my mother came and cleaned the whole thing from top to bottom, and watched my dogs.  I still can’t find anything.

How do you all feel about Ph.D. programs?