Crash

I wasn't sure what it was gonna be, but I knew that that word had to be in the title to be honest. The crash was yesterday. I slept from about 7:00am to 2:30pm or so. I don't want to say it was my fault, but in the end it was. But you know what, I don't really feel guilty about it. Do you know why that is? Because I choose not to. It's not very useful.

My wife and I are at a friends house (that is in MUCH better shape than ours right now :) ) taking care of her two teenagers for the weekend. I was told they had activities in the morning, and I layed down thinking I would be woken up to be in tow with them for the day. Well, no one hitched me up. It was supposed to be another 90 minute ultradian sleep, but it turned out to be 8 hour circadian. I know I woke up sometime around noon, but I don't remember thinking too much about going back to sleep.

Friday was a mess too, but I wouldn't call it a crash. I layed down at about 9:00am. But then all the car dealerships that I had contacted in days before and a few other random calls rang my phone or the house phone, and I fib not, almost 1 every fifteen or twenty minutes seemingly on the minute. This went on until noon! I kept either explaining things or making notes, making a new attempt at a full REM sleep cycle after each. It was rediculous, not to mention very taxing after being interupted so many times. It finally stopped sometime about noon, and I got a full ultradian sleep in after that. I do think that all the short naps combined with a solid block in the end was significant in that I didn't feel sleepy again all night until the crash yesterday morning.

I find myself surfing alot, but not reading much. I'm watching lots of TV and Youtube, and sifting through dozens of car dealership and car listing sites. I've already brought one sales manager to visible annoyance over my knowledge of the current market. But I think I was too tired and inconsiderate with him, or had not developed propper rapport, to get down to a good deal. Actually, although he was a smart saleman, I didn't feel the guy had much of a depth of character. I tend to be a little judgemental that way when I don't need to be. My wife who is even less tollerant than I am wasn't too concerned. The funny thing is that this salesmanager had to go to a supervisor to come down any amount at all.

I hate car salesmen.

Perhaps that is a problem.

Ok, back to abnormal. 16 hours or so and counting. We'll be back home by noon. I'll need to lay down about then. Since this week should be clear of social or other outside activities other than with my wife I should be able to get a solid bite on the polyphasic habit. These past two days, being at someone elses house with strangers definitely demonstrated to me that you have to get a good hold on the schedule and get those naps in at the right times.

Know what else is notable? Sleeping in like that doesn't change the end result. I don't necessarily feel all that much better after. It feels good to sleep, but it doesn't change the waking hours. And if my sleep is messed up I don't feel quite normal in the waking hours. My past experience tells me that its not necessarily the amount of sleep that I get, but if I get it in a pattern that I can depend on. This kind of goes back to the last post, about habits and rituals. I believe sleep patterns are kind of a programmed thing, and as long as you follow some rules of the underlaying patterns too, you can program in any pattern. But the key may be that the pattern needs to be recursive, meaning one that loops, or at least have variations over the same time spans.

Thanks for the encouragement Paul. Your video debut was a good start, especially the nice spray in the face, which I felt too. Thanks :).