Sometimes, I Just need a slap.

For me, common sense often takes a back seat to what I think I need or want. Not a good thing, and it can be quite awhile before I get back on track.

For the last year or so, I’ve gone to bed between 8:30 and 9:30pm, and got to sleep before 10. Most nights I woke up between 2:30 and 3:30am, and might not get back to sleep. If I managed to get back to sleep, I still woke again between 4:30 and 5:00am with my brain advising strongly that there would be no more shut eye. My average amount of sleep per night in this mode was most always between 4 and 5 hours, with 3 or less on occasion.

Starting my day way before the sun comes up was enjoyable. The peace and quiet, no car or truck traffic coming through, just taking in the calm.

My coffee intake most days was 18oz. I would have a 10oz cup of dark roast (high caffeine) upon rising and an 8oz cup of “regular” coffee with my breakfast around 10:00am. Any more than that was a rare exception.

On a grocery run last week, I grabbed the wrong box of dark roast, getting decaf instead of the regular high test. I swore at myself for 20 minutes when I got home and realized my error. Rather than bring it back to the store, I decided to try a cup, liked it, and decided I’d have it the morning.

I changed my morning coffee routine. I now have the 8oz cup of “regular” coffee when I get up, and 10oz of the decaf dark roast with my breakfast later, so much less caffeine.

Guess what?  Bozo boy, for the last 3 nights, is averaging 7.5 hours sleep per night, with one wakeup of shorter duration.

I miss rising predawn, but think I’ll stay on this coffee intake plan.  With just these 3 days after that good night’s sleep, I feel more alert, slightly less forgetful, not as easily agitated, and I get more things done in my day (like this post, for example).