Insomnia.

Last night, after a 7.5 mile bike ride home from work and a 2 mile run/walk, I fully anticipated that I would be utterly exhausted and fall asleep the second my head hit the pillow. Sadly, I was wrong. I feel asleep pretty quickly, but I woke up around 2 am and was awake for a couple hours, just tossing and turning. I hate that. I wanted to get up around 6 to bike into work again and go for a run this morning. Granted, I probably should give my body a little bit of recovery time between a night work-out and a morning one, but today is a beautiful day and I wanted to at least ride my bike in. By the time I was even aware of what time it was, it was too late for me to ride in, so I kept sleeping. But not real sleep, just the 9 minute increments of sleep one can get in between the snooze button. I should have just gotten up at least, I always feel more tired when I do that. So, here I am with my first, of what will probably be several, cup of coffee for the day, trying to wake up and face the world. But all I really want is a nap.

Times are changing

It has been a rough month. School has hit its stride and demanding a lot of my time and attention. The last month my mind has been racing evaluating school assignments and thinking about my career. With grad school nearing an end (6 months!) I've been thinking about what my thesis should be (still undecided, but getting closer to a topic) and what I want to do in general. After what feels like a month of stress, I have decided to quit my job at Carmichael and go to a different agency in Minneapolis. My job will remain relatively similar, but I will get the chance to work with some new people on an account that really interests me and also aligns with some things I've been studying in school (go figure). This has been one of the hardest decisions I've made in a long time. Marriage; easy, job change; agonizing. I have a lot of friends at work now, and I think that made it all the more difficult. But ultimately, I needed to think about what was right for me and not what was right for me and my friends. I am only moving down the street, so ideally I will still see them around town. But, let's face it, everything is easier said than done.

Okay, I've been working on a paper for the last 12 hours and I'm still not done, so off to finish and hopefully also get some sleep... Sleep is overrated anyway.