I’ll Sleep When I’m Dead, Apparently.

I started trying to keep track of my sleeping hours a month or so ago, so I can say officially that I haven’t gotten more than 3 to 5 hours a night for about that month.

And whatever sleep I *am* getting isn’t doing me much good. Even when I go to bed early, no caffeine, etc – it doesn’t seem to matter. Brain won’t shut off or something. I don’t know.

I’ve tried napping with little success. It just seems like I’ve always got one ear open and listening for something, but I don’t know what that is.

I do feel a bit like a zombie, which isn’t exactly conducive to all the stuff about to come down the pipeline. I owe people things. Blurbs, posts, interviews, etc. I’m working on them. I promise, but the last few nights I’ve come home from work and it’s like I’ve slammed my brain into a brick wall. By the time I get the kids into bed, I’m reduced to just drooling all over myself. I can’t even bring myself to read or game, so you *know* I’m hurting.

As an aside, I had my first podcast interview on Wednesday night (from 10PM to about 11:30 or so…it will be broadcast this upcoming Monday.) Which is good – I was a bit nervous at the beginning so I sound like a blithering idiot, and I’ve completely ruined my Hello Kitty street cred now, because I was asked questions like how tall HK is. And she’s 5 apples tall. And I KNOW THIS. But my mind completely blanked. “Guhhhhh.” So there you go. Try not to laugh too hard when you listen.

Still – I’m doing my best to catch up. My revisions for A Trace of Moonlight are coming in next week, so I’m hoping to take all of Saturday and just bang out as many guest posts/interviews as I can.  I’ve got two or three I’ll write up tonight, take a hammer to the head and get up tomorrow and work on the posts.

Sunday will be for me. Whatever that is.

The madness starts Monday.

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