Compassion vs Improvement: Adventures in Growth

[Dutch Lock Down Day One Hundred Eighty Four]

Photo by Daria Rudyk on Unsplash

That title is what I wanted to write today, but then First Minion started throwing up around three this morning and, well, it’s another rough night.

But first the news:

I’ve already done yoga, studied languages, meditated, and now I’m writing. If only I could manage the protein smoothie, but that involves the blender and First Minion is currently back asleep on the couch next to me.

You can’t always get what you want.

But back to $TITLE, yeah?

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Can’t Sleep The Clowns Will Eat Me

[Dutch Lock Down Day One Hundred Eighty Three]

Seriously, though, the sleep thing has been pretty miserable with rather high temperatures, but today the weather sobered up and got a bit more Autumn-like.

Sleep should be good tonight.

And 5am will be a little painful.

But welcome.

But first the news:

And also I’ve got a looming work deadline.

Want to see?

Cause this morning for the hacking stream, I totally just worked on the project.

Live.

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Damnit, Back Up Alarm Clock

[Dutch Lock Down Day One Hundred Seventy Nine]

I was totally going to go back to sleep this morning.

And then I didn’t.

But first the news:

When I first started getting up at ass o’clock in the morning, I was waking up the cat. She sleeps downstairs in the living room and I’ll admit to a bit of joy as I woke her up instead of the other way around.

See, she knew that our alarm went off at 0645 (back in the day) and that we rolled out of bed around 0700 and she would come upstairs and start howling JUST before the alarm clock around 0630.

Brat.

Thus, it was totally petty of me, but I LOVED waking her up those two precious first days before she figured out it was going to be a thing and started waking up before I got downstairs.

But now.

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Obviously Still Figuring Out Five A.M.

[Dutch Lock Down Day One Hundred Seventy Eight]

Totally slept in this morning.

Totally know why.

Totally doing something about it.

But first the news:

The alarm went off between 0430 and 0500 and I didn’t consciously turn it off.

Dangerous, Leander.

Once you get used to turning off your alarm in your sleep, it’s hard to go back to actually waking up.

But, more importantly, I felt really DOWN this morning when I finally faced the day around 0630. And it wasn’t because I missed the earlier alarm clock, either.

I asked myself, “What’s wrong?”

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Shut The Front Door

[Dutch Lock Down Day One Hundred Seventy Four]

Photo by Sophie Dale on Unsplash

Yegads, it’s a rough night’s sleep the day after sleeping in and going to bed early anyway and knowing you’re getting up at five.

Am I not making sense?

But first the news:

Apparently there’s no new news if you write your previous blog post towards the middle of the day and the next post at the beginning of the day and that was on a Sunday. Today’s post is going to make less than no sense.

Why am I doing this, again?

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