sunrise

Routines.

“Fortunate is he who witnesses the sunset.” I like to think I came up with this wise nugget of inspirational prose, but most likely I heard it somewhere and I have forgotten who originally said these words. All the words are common, and if you arrange words in a fortune cookie type format, they sound wiser.

Perhaps my real calling in life was to write fortunes for fortune cookies. I often joke that mine often says, “replace the cyan cartridge”.

I’m off track from my original intent of this post.

I’ve been having a hard time with my sleeping routine for the past month or so, and I decided to rail it in a little bit with the beginning of the new year. For the past couple of nights I’ve made some changes: I’m sleeping with a t-shirt on after sleeping bare chested for over 40 years and I’m trying to adhere to a consistent sleep schedule: in bed to sleep by 10:30 pm/22:30 and up at 6:00 am/06:00. I’m hoping this approach will keep me from feeling I need a nap in the mid afternoon and the constant haze of fatigue I’ve been experiencing for quite a while.

It’s not easy getting older.

The t-shirt thing is interesting to me. I usually end up sweating quite a bit during the night while my husband remarks as to how cold it is in the bedroom, when the temperature is set to a consistent 70 deg Fahrenheit. With the t-shirt on I have not experienced the sweats; I was prepared for the opposite. This has helped a bit. Plus, I see the sexy guys on TV shows always wearing a t-shirt to bed so I feel sexy in a t-shirt, I guess.

Maybe that’s what’s helping me sleep.

I’ve been getting up on time and doing some reading in the early hours. Getting up before the sunrise at this time of the year affords me some beautiful views. Truman and I watch the beautiful colors of the sunrise together and I find the experience inspiring. Truman handles the purring.