So here's an interesting bit. I've not slept through the night since the night of Dec. 30. First it was dealing with the jetlag from the ocean hop. Then it was the stress of a new environment coupled with our wonderful accomadations on LSD 43, USS Fort McHenry. The location of our berthing was excellent - close to the galley, easy to get to every location we would ever need to be. The problem is that we're with the "shipriders" which in this case means smelly Africans. Their idea of hygiene is slightly different than ours.
But that was mostly another person's problem; my complaint comes from a device that I never figured out the function for. My rack was next to this giant tube(?) that was about 6x5 feet in a rectangular shape that made noises all the time. It sounded as if there were 17 angry gnomes in there taking turns contorting sheet metal into mediocre works of art like life-size wire frame statues of the band who did the Friends theme song.* These gnomes liked to do most of their work right next to my rack and in the middle of the night. Someone said their sculptures contributed to the air conditioning; I couldn't see how their workspace was in anyway connected with the A/C units, but if it was, someone needs to give them a paycut.
Anyways - so now I'm awake on my day off at 7am. I've read that a lot of great men kept their sleep to a minimum. Apparently we're least productive when laying on our backs with our eyes closed doing nothing. Buckminster Fuller, all around smartie, tried a power nap route - any time that he got tired or felt his concentration drift, he would take a power nap; it worked out to about 2 hours of sleep a day. Apparently, it worked rather well, but existing in a society that sleeps only at night got rough and he switched back to normal. Or so I've read.
Rather than struggle with getting back to sleep, I decided I would "be productive." My first thought was to do some laundry before I start my exciting day. The second thought was "yeah, that would definitely be a good thing to do." My first action, after relieving myself, was to jump on the computer and write a blog. This is one of the aformentioned "mental hurdles." The easiest solution is to "just do it," but that advice seems incredibly practical and not at all helpful. But this line of thinking occurs multiple times throughout each day. "Hey, I should do this" and "this" never gets done. I've not figured out if the problem is just laziness or procrastination, or there is no true problem on that side of the equation; it could just be I've not found the solution yet.
But I guess this is an improvement: I haven't done any laundry, but I did blog. And that's a step in the right direction, because the last blog I tried lasted 3 entries. And they all sucked.
*The band's name is The Rembrandts - who, by the way, had a track in Dumb and Dumber as well
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