The middle weekend of the show is always rough when you’re performing four shows, and this was no different. Particularly because I headed out after the Sunday matinee and didn’t get home till 1am, and am still sporting the sore throat routine.
Then tonight I did a bad thing. At around 8pm I was feeling particularly dodgy so I ended up crashing on my bed. About twenty minutes later I decided that I was going to call it a day and got under the doona. Soon after I was in that blissful land of sleep. I later started to wake up and eventually decided to check what time it was. I was hoping something like 6 or 7am. It was only 11.30pm. I’m afraid my body thought it was only a nap. When I woke I felt quite refreshed and alert.
It felt like the middle of the night (and I guess it was), but it was still a few hours before my usual bedtime so the usual clan was on MSN and still Doing Things‚Ñ¢. I was able to get an advert done for tomorrow, so my intermission (as Adam called it) was at least productive.
Now back to the second half of the show.
While waking up only to find you have been asleep for only an hour or so is annoying, it is more annoying to wake up 5 minutes before the alarm goes off because when you take that little extra Nana nap, when the alarm does go off, I feel completely wasted.
Kevin – I’m too tired to understand what you’re saying.