Oh yes, Gushing over Naps. How Dignified.

You know…not to get mushy, but it’s been a while since I, for lack of a better word, SQUEE!d over how, just, cool my polyphasic schedule is.

The Cool must be acknowledged, you see. And since I don’t have a goat handy, this form of worship will just have to do.

I thought of this last night, actually, as I settled down to watch a movie and unwind before bed. It was 11:30. I’d gone to work that day, after waking up and writing for an hour of course, and then come home in the evening, had dinner, and left again to run about an hour and a half’s worth of errands. After that, I studied for my final and wrapped up last semester’s final business; then I wrapped some Xmas presents, worked on the book again, read some Kahlil Gibran (who is fast becoming one of my very, very favorites) and had a snack. And did my Pilates routine. Then I still had time to watch a movie and go to bed.

And wake up this morning, write some more, read a comic book, and be at a Secret Location by 7:30. Do Secret Errands (hey, ’tis the season) until 10:00 and have breakfast with someone, and now I can chill until Taiji at 1:30. Then I’ll take my last final exam, and go out on a date with my marvelous boy (who got to stay up late last night, but is making up the time by still being in bed as I write this). I have more errands to do and more writing and some cleaning, but I’m not worried. I still have 13 hours (-40 minutes) to use today, nevermind tomorrow.

If I didn’t have my schedule? Last night probably would have been errands, movie, bed, maybe with some exercise or reading if I wasn’t too tired from the studying. And I would have only woken up about 2-3 hours ago today; if I was going to do my Secret Errands, I’d still be doing them, and struggling to finish with time to eat before Taiji. Going out tonight would feel like a chore, unless we postponed it to later in the evening, in which case I’d then want to come home and go straight to bed, and Saturday would be gone. And gah, I forgot about taking the final, too.

It’s been a year and a half and I still can’t get over how much less stressful life is when you have more time. I really can’t. I guess it seems like an obvious thing, but the experience of it…Whenever I stop and think about how much happier I am now than when I had to be tired in order to have time to to do the things I loved, and get some mental downtime here and there…how much easier it is to roll with the punches and deal with life’s surprises…It’s just hard to believe. And I’m terribly sorry, and positively creatively offended at myself, for how gushy and trite that all sounds — but it’s true.

And while I’m being sappy, I should add that it’s also extremely edifying to be able to share the details of this experience with so many people. I give a lot of sacrificial goats praise and credit to the Internet, but it bears mentioning that it’s the quality of you people that really makes this such wonderful technology.

Okay, enough of that nonsense — I still have time to watch some anime before class.