Something extremely alarming is happening this week and no, it is not the snow storm of the century, who has been named Hercules which makes me laugh beyond your imagination. I have woken up for two days in a row rested and in the same position I went to sleep the night before. It is nothing short of a Christmas miracle, and all of this happened before my alarm clock went off.
Riddle me this: My entire life I have gone to bed claiming in my head tomorrow is the morning that will be different. Tomorrow, I am going to get up earlier, take my morning slow, get completely ready, and start the day in a positive way, maybe even mediate. Every night I say these lies.
Sure enough, come morning, I am asymmetrical in my twisted sheets, the sheets are turned in ways only a roller coaster designer can imagine, and my eye mask is strewn across the room. About an hour-plus into hitting snooze I manage to very groggily get out of bed because I am sure if I sleep one minute more I will loose my job. Angry in the shower, I say things to myself like, “Self, this is the last time, you are going to bed earlier, you are not going to have that second (and… er… third) glass of wine, and you are going to get up earlier!”
Oh and I am unable to be kind, patient, or a decent human being until about two hours later when my coffee has really sunk in.
So what the hell is going on here? Jet Lag. Or that is what I am assuming. Apparently, jet lag is an actual medical condition, which I find strange but who am I to judge. Either way this is my chance. But with great power comes great responsibility.
Two nights ago I went to bed at 9:30 after one and a half glasses of wine. Last night I went to bed at 10:30 after only one glass of wine and tonight I plan to do the same, only I am also going to incorporate a cleansing of the mind.
I will let you know next week when this grand, new lifestyle has hit rock bottom and I am back to my old ways. It’s fine, I believe much more in short term goals than resolutions anyways. And if short term means about a week, then I am not going to be too hard on myself about it.
Because the secret to not looking tired is not being tired.
The Plan: 1.) Meditate before Bed. 2.) Go to bed with enough time to allow myself 6 – 8 hours of rest. 3.) Get up an extra 30 minutes earlier each morning during the week. 4.) Make time to sit, drink my coffee, and read a bit. ***beauty always comes from within, photos taken by Amanda Teague & Amiram Assouline on Jan. 4, 2014, XOXO behind the mirror***