>My optometrist scoffed at me when I told him I didn’t have any kids. “You should be able to get plenty of sleep then…”
Just because I haven’t procreated doesn’t mean I’m sitting around twiddling my thumbs. Honestly, I can’t even remember the last time I had time to think about how to twiddle thumbs or why one would even want to twiddle their thumbs.
I work like 10 hours a day. It takes me 30 minutes to get home. I have chores to do. Just because I’m single and childless doesn’t mean I don’t have to clean the house, do laundry, get my car fixed, go grocery shopping, or have a social life. On top of all that, I write and am addicted to Twitter.
OK, I should do something about the Twitter thing, but even so…I don’t appreciate the fact that I’m thought of as having a life of leisure just because I don’t fit into a mold from 1955.
I wish I had a life of leisure…well, maybe not. I’d probably get bored after about two days.
I do need to get more sleep, but I want to write. I want to interact with people. I want to watch some TV, dammit.
But, I need to sleep. I finally got 7 hours of sleep last night and it’s amazing how much lower my anxiety and stress level got because of it. One damn hour makes a huge difference. Who knew?