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Jun. 22nd, 2005 12:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
somedaybitchwell, i could have told you this.
i've been arguing the mandatory-ness of 8 hours of sleep per night for years, and everyone told me i was just lazy. and study after study has backed up my personal experience. sleep keeps the immune system up. (i rarely get sick.) sleep keeps one's mood from going wonky. (only psycho-cranky when i'm sleep deprived. pretty bloody unreasonable too. heh.) sleep slows the visible signs of the aging process. (41 years old and have almost no facial wrinkles.)
i did horribly at morning classes in college. there was a whole directly proportional ratio between attending class and a doing well in class thing goin' on. i finally got smart and got out of the utterly stupid habit from high school of taking 9 am classes and stopped signing up for anything that started before the crack of noon. if i could find a night/late afternoon section of something, i was in heaven.
woe are those who learn the hard way that i take sleep very seriously. i can't count how many times i hung up on the former mother-in-law. heh.
seriously, and maybe i'm a bit weird, but there are very few things that will irrationally piss me off more than someone waking me up from a deep sleep for something that is not an actual life and death emergency. no exaggeration. it used to drive the ex batshit. he'd try and wake me up for sex at, i dunno, 8 am or something fucking retarded, and i'd screw a gun in his ear. (no, not metaphorically. although, only in mock anger.....sort of. it was a fun law enforcement house. maybe someday i'll tell you guys the time i came home from a shift, he was fully asleep but conscious and thought i was a bad guy breaking in. good times.)
his poor male brain just couldn't comprehend turning down sex for anything, much less for sleep. it was kinda cute actually. but we won't tell him that.
or how many times i wouldn't answer the door when my mom and stepdad would come over at, 10 or 11am, or even noon, "cuz they were in the area!", when i was working graveyard. they finally stopped, i dunno, 10 years into the job, when they came by at around 1 and i blew a gasket. i opened the door and they're all, "hi! wanna go to breakfast?". i wouldn't let them in, and in that very creepy, super calm voice of imminent danger i said, "hey, how about on my days off, i come over to your place around 2 am and take you guys to dinner. how's that sound?" oy.
so anyway, parents? let your kids sleep. lobby your schools to start at some time other than oh-dark-stupid. and really, wouldn't that be easier for you? none of that getting up extra early to take the kids to school, along with a couple million of your closest friends, and then hauling ass to make it to work. and hey, if they start later, they end later. neat trick, huh? maybe the latch-key kid syndrome will come to a screeching halt. and who knows what other wackiness could ensue. families doing stuff together. kids not running amok alone cuz the 'rents aren't home yet. crazy, i know.
i've been arguing the mandatory-ness of 8 hours of sleep per night for years, and everyone told me i was just lazy. and study after study has backed up my personal experience. sleep keeps the immune system up. (i rarely get sick.) sleep keeps one's mood from going wonky. (only psycho-cranky when i'm sleep deprived. pretty bloody unreasonable too. heh.) sleep slows the visible signs of the aging process. (41 years old and have almost no facial wrinkles.)
i did horribly at morning classes in college. there was a whole directly proportional ratio between attending class and a doing well in class thing goin' on. i finally got smart and got out of the utterly stupid habit from high school of taking 9 am classes and stopped signing up for anything that started before the crack of noon. if i could find a night/late afternoon section of something, i was in heaven.
woe are those who learn the hard way that i take sleep very seriously. i can't count how many times i hung up on the former mother-in-law. heh.
seriously, and maybe i'm a bit weird, but there are very few things that will irrationally piss me off more than someone waking me up from a deep sleep for something that is not an actual life and death emergency. no exaggeration. it used to drive the ex batshit. he'd try and wake me up for sex at, i dunno, 8 am or something fucking retarded, and i'd screw a gun in his ear. (no, not metaphorically. although, only in mock anger.....sort of. it was a fun law enforcement house. maybe someday i'll tell you guys the time i came home from a shift, he was fully asleep but conscious and thought i was a bad guy breaking in. good times.)
his poor male brain just couldn't comprehend turning down sex for anything, much less for sleep. it was kinda cute actually. but we won't tell him that.
or how many times i wouldn't answer the door when my mom and stepdad would come over at, 10 or 11am, or even noon, "cuz they were in the area!", when i was working graveyard. they finally stopped, i dunno, 10 years into the job, when they came by at around 1 and i blew a gasket. i opened the door and they're all, "hi! wanna go to breakfast?". i wouldn't let them in, and in that very creepy, super calm voice of imminent danger i said, "hey, how about on my days off, i come over to your place around 2 am and take you guys to dinner. how's that sound?" oy.
so anyway, parents? let your kids sleep. lobby your schools to start at some time other than oh-dark-stupid. and really, wouldn't that be easier for you? none of that getting up extra early to take the kids to school, along with a couple million of your closest friends, and then hauling ass to make it to work. and hey, if they start later, they end later. neat trick, huh? maybe the latch-key kid syndrome will come to a screeching halt. and who knows what other wackiness could ensue. families doing stuff together. kids not running amok alone cuz the 'rents aren't home yet. crazy, i know.
