I'm Not even Going to Call This "The 5th Opera Attempt".
I overslept.
I cannot believe it. I overslept. I overslept!
Four weeks into the Dymaxion sleep cycle, and although I haven't got it quite perfected yet, I do sleep and wake up from my four naps a day with ease, am able to function completely normally during the day and well during the night (although, the 2am - 8am stretch is still a bit tricky). The only thing I have left to iron out is my habit of dropping asleep unexpectedly for a few extra hours every couple of days... Like this morning.
Sitting on my bed at 9am, I was just thinking to myself, "Right, I have one hour before I need to leave to go queue for Carman, so shall I spend the time reading a chapter of Financial markets or a chapter of-" *Zonk* That is the last concious thought/memory I have before waking up again to find it 12:50 and a million-zillion missed calls on my mobile from people wondering where the hell I was (especially when I'd been so adamant "Be there at 11am - for God's sake do not be late!") ARGH!!
...
So, despite my best efforts, no Carmen for me. Ah, well. No level of disappointment could compare with Sunday's, so... let's move on. The Opera House isn't going anywhere, so without a doubt I'll get there one of thses days(I just really wanted to see Carmen... *sniff*)
( Once more London is Calling... )
I cannot believe it. I overslept. I overslept!
Four weeks into the Dymaxion sleep cycle, and although I haven't got it quite perfected yet, I do sleep and wake up from my four naps a day with ease, am able to function completely normally during the day and well during the night (although, the 2am - 8am stretch is still a bit tricky). The only thing I have left to iron out is my habit of dropping asleep unexpectedly for a few extra hours every couple of days... Like this morning.
Sitting on my bed at 9am, I was just thinking to myself, "Right, I have one hour before I need to leave to go queue for Carman, so shall I spend the time reading a chapter of Financial markets or a chapter of-" *Zonk* That is the last concious thought/memory I have before waking up again to find it 12:50 and a million-zillion missed calls on my mobile from people wondering where the hell I was (especially when I'd been so adamant "Be there at 11am - for God's sake do not be late!") ARGH!!
...
So, despite my best efforts, no Carmen for me. Ah, well. No level of disappointment could compare with Sunday's, so... let's move on. The Opera House isn't going anywhere, so without a doubt I'll get there one of thses days
( Once more London is Calling... )
