My body has decided as of late that 7:15 am is wake-up time. Seeing as how that's earlier than I had been waking up, that's good, right? Except that my body has
also decided that 3:00 am is sleepy time, as opposed to my previous sleep time of 1:00 am. So instead of getting between six and seven hours of sleep, I've gotten four or five hours of sleep. Even with the weekend freedom to go back to sleep until 9 or 10, that's not nearly enough sleep. You would
think that I would be able to fall asleep when I am too exhausted to even form a coherent sentence, as I was both Saturday and Sunday night. No. That would be logical. And healthy.
As a result of the sleep deprivation, I was not in a good mood today and as such should probably not have interacted with other humans. Someone parked right in front of my grocery cart at the parcel pick-up (why does Shoppers not have cart returns in their lot?). Mine was the only cart with anything in it, he could have parked anywhere in front of the building, and he parked in front of my cart so I had to walk one and a half car lengths to get to my goceries, which, if I could have gotten them all in one trip, I wouldn't have bothered doing parcel pickup. I was tempted to take the bags containing my cartons of orange juice and slam them against his door. Or window. And then I decided that I really needed to go home and sleep because grocery rage is not a good sign. And now I'm home. And - surprise, suprise! - not sleeping. Gah!