I've lost the knack of sleeping. I've been waking around half past five or six for a while and since I'm rarely asleep before midnight and often up much later, it's not quite enough. This morning, I woke at half past three. It was quite pleasant, watching the sky lighten and hearing the dawn chorus from the start - a pheasant was the first bird to wake - but I've had less than three hours sleep and I love to sleep.
I've eaten breakfast, tidied up a bit and I suppose there's no reason not to paint on a cheerful face and start the day.
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You woke at 3.30am and that's about the time I finally managed to drift off to the sleep that eludes me at the moment.
I, too, am tired...but happy. And it's a beautiful day here...sunny, breezy and bright..perfect for hanging up the washing.
I went through a stage of waking up every morning at 3.00am. It got very frustrating, there were no pheasants to cheer me up. Anyway it went away, and now I am back to log like sleep.
I've just come in from doing that very thing, Wendz.
Ooh, Martin, a photo!* I feel we are properly introduced now.
I think it's the change in temperature, the nights have suddenly got a lot warmer. It is frustrating as it's just too early to want to get up. I'm about due for a real lie-in, but I've got to be up by 6 tomorrow.
*Mm, worth looking at, too...
There is always the option of partaking in a siesta should you have the time.
He is worth looking at yes.
Would you believe its raining here now? What is WRONG with the weather?
Hello Ad - yes, I think a glass of wine with lunch would settle me down nicely.
Sorry, anyone at work who won't have a drink for another 6 hours - don't want to make you jealous or anything...
Lovely here still, Wendz - I might take that glass of wine out onto the lawn, with the last of the Polish cheese.
Me too, Z.
It's always the same in the summer. Although I enjoy watching the world wake up, the birds singing, and then the first visitos of the day at the bird feeder (it's usually a Robin, but if I'm really lucky, a Lesser Spotted Woodpecker comes).
The problem is, that I have to wait for Katy or Dmitri to get up before I can have some coffee. Katy gets up early most weekdays, and as Dmitri works weekend nights at a West End club, there's usually somebody to get me something between six and seven, but that's a long time from 3.30am.
As for La Fluffita, she sleeps soundly and elegantly on her sofa unless she's having a dream. Sometimes she wags in her sleep, which I find extremely endearing, not really stirring until somebody comes into the room.
The same thing is happening to me - up between 5 an 6am. Usually nod off after lunch but today went back to bed after my post.
Chairwoman : I don't like to think of you waiting for a drink. Would a flask be possible?
A friend, who has just had a hip operation and still has to sleep on his back, just rang and he said he was up at 3.30 too. There seem to be a few of us, staring at the dawn.
I love it when a dog wags its tail in its sleep, or makes a running action. Tilly doesn't do it, but Chester did.
Coffee from a flask is a bit disappointing, I'm pondering whether it's better than nothing. A flask of hot water and a small cafetiere? But you're a coffee purist, I seem to remember.
I slept for an hour and a half after lunch!
Its that time of year. If there's light, it wakes me. We have heavy curtains, but it still seeps around the edges. A few years ago I tried using eye blinds. Took a while to find a pair that "breathed" and didn't make my eyes sweat, but it works a treat. Sometimes I don't even wake up putting them on, just get up with the alarm to find them on my face.
Pi & Z - I am not without fluid, I have many bottles of slightly flavoured water to hand, and yes Z, you are right, I do like my coffee, and would rather wait for fresh than drink it from a flask. I do appreciate you both thinking of me :-)
La Fluffita runs in her sleep too, I always wonder what her dreams are, but the wagging is particularly disarming, I've not had a dog before her that does it.
I don't draw the curtains, Boy, I don't like waking up to a dark bedroom and not knowing if I can sleep again. I just have to adjust to early dawns. I like the thought of you groping your way out of bed with a mask on, this makes a splendid mental picture!
Chairwoman, do you ever wake up laughing? I don't often, but it's the happiest awakening imaginable. I hope La Fluffita (great name for a big dog like a German Shepherd, it wouldn't work so well for a little one) feels like that when she's wagging her tail.
The first fresh coffee of the day, aah!
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