I think too much about sleep

My sleep schedule is completely messed up! Monday night, I was exhausted as I rode the el home. I thought it was the stress and newness of commuting in cold and snow for the first time this season. (We are setting and breaking November records this week.) I know I'll be used to it again in a day or so. It's just that waiting on the platform in the wind and wet and then scrunching into the seat in my winter coat, surrounded by other down-clad scrunchers, always feels a little extreme at first.

I watched an episode of Blue Bloods* with dinner and then the CNN Town Hall with Joe Biden. I couldn't keep my eyes open, so I went to bed. It was 9:30.

And then at 2:00 AM, I woke up, feeling head-achey.

I promised myself no soda at home because I drink way too much Coke and not enough water. But tonight, I think I was disturbed by a caffeine headache, so I'm downing a can and going back to bed.

I live alone, so I suppose this wacky sleep schedule isn't disrupting anyone and doesn't really matter. Except it just feels unhealthy and unproductive.

I still believe cutting back on caffeine and sugar is a good idea. (You never hear or read about doctors recommending more caffeine and sugar, do you?) But I think I need to move more. I dug out my exercise bands and, beginning Tuesday, I'm going to do reps in the evening after dinner. Maybe I can make that a habit, the way stretching in the morning is. Good for my spine, good for my adrenaline.

And I think I have to avoid naps after work or going to bed before 10:00 or 11:00 (<<
Because I'm becoming preoccupied by sleep and this annoys me.

*That's twice I've watched it now, and I still don't get it's appeal. So I'm officially giving up. I think I prefer my Tom Selleck as Magnum.