Why is it, that no matter how much you want to, there are some nights that you simply cannot get a decent night’s sleep? I must have done something to anger the Gods because last night it was clear that the powers that be had deemed that I would get no sleep. Whatsoever.
My night went as follows:
21:30 I climb into bed and switch off the light.
22:30 I am still in bed unable to sleep.
23:30 I start drifting off to sleep, only to be woken by the urgent call of an uncooperative bladder.
01:15 I wake up with a start, convinced that there is someone in my flat.
01:17 I hesitantly walk through my flat with my can of pepper spray, ready to let fly on the unwanted intruder.
01:25 Realising that the flat is empty (including the cupboards, which I also checked) I get back into bed, feeling like an idiot.
03:00 I jolt awake to a ringing cellphone.
03:03 Due to poor cellphone reception, the caller decides to sms me instead.
03:45 I finally manage to end the stream of smses and try to get back to sleep. Again.
07:00 My alarm clock (which I forgot to switch off the night before) starts beeping insistently.
07:30 I get out of bed as I cannot ignore my bladder any longer.
08:30 A car alarm goes off outside my bedroom window and I give up on sleep altogether.
Those of you who know me are probably thinking "Uh oh, sleep-deprived Karen = angry and moody Karen!" And yet, despite my awful night, I had the most awesome day today! Maybe it’s because I am in Cape Town, one of the most beautiful places in the world. Or maybe it’s because I spent the day feeling inspired at The Design Indaba – which was incredibly by the way! Whatever the reason, it made me realise that making the most of life and feeling positive far outweighs being grumpy because of something as stupid as a bad night’s sleep. So that’s my thought for the day, I hope you enjoy it ... now I’m off to bed!