That my brain starts to shut down, my mental acuity noticeably dims in the evening about two hours before bedtime. And it’s interesting how that correlates to the two hours it usually takes me to become fully awake in the morning.
Sylvia wants me to give her a wake up call at seven o’clock in the morning on her work days. In order for me to do that in a responsible way, in order for me to be fully awake when I do that, I set my first alarm for five o’clock in the morning. My second alarm is set for six o’clock, just in case, but I’m always starting to rouse myself with that first alarm.
That morning routine has been natural for me for years. But it’s only recently, over the last few months, that I’ve noticed a similar pattern to my evenings. Though I like to think of ten o’clock at night as my “bed time,” it’s sometimes eleven o’clock before head actually hits pillow. But my eyelids start getting really heavy by nine o’clock most evenings. And doing anything that requires much thought after that is a risky proposition.
Watching baseball games, watching monster movies, playing chess, tweaking the sidebar of my blog, and lightly dozing: yes boys and girls, this is another relaxing afternoon coming after an hour and a half of yard work in the morning. I can live quite comfortably with this kind of day.
Mowing the front yard early this morning was one hot and sweaty job. But after doing it I had the satisfaction of knowing I had one of the nicer looking lawns in the neighborhood. The recent rainy days followed by steamy heat kept most of us inside while the grass kept growing.
I told Sylvia last night that mowing the yard early today was going to be one of my Friday chores. When I walked her out to her car this morning as she was leaving for work, we saw Fred, our neighbor two doors down, already mowing his lawn. I told her that when he saw me mowing our lawn after she drove away he’d probably think I was trying to keep up with him, but I reminded her that I told her last night I was planning to do it.
After my lawn work was done and I put the mower away, I was hot and sweaty, of course, but I was also VERY relaxed. And that relaxation has stayed with me all day, I’m happy to say.