The best part of growing up for me has always been deciding when I should go to bed. The vast majority of my problems as a child came from having a "bed time". I know that's kind of sad, to think that my worst childhood problem was that I has to be in bed by 9. Kids today have STD's and drugs, bullying and violence in school, and other major issues. Mine was that I hated having to go to bed every night.
My little kids go to bed at 7. That, sometimes, seems harsh to me. Brody and William hate having a bedtime and they resist sleep with all they have every night. Just like their daddy did when he was their age....Their bedtime is 7, but they almost never go to sleep before 8 or 8:30. Sometimes it's 9 or 10 before they drop. I totally understand their point, but I also know that they have school and stuff.
I, on the other hand, stay up way too late every night!! Why? Because I can!!! I'll go to bed when I'm by golly good and ready!! Maybe midnight, or 2am, or maybe not at all. Of course I can get myself up when I need to and get to work in the morning. Sometimes I suffer the next day, sure. But I love, and I mean love, being up late at night when everyone else is asleep. This is my "me" time. I very seldom accomplish any important tasks, mostly I just play games on Facebook. "Me" time isn't about getting things done though. It's about unwinding my brain and relaxing my soul.
I remember clearly hating sleep. Now of course I crave it!! I have 4 children, a lovely wife and a job that requires standing and working on a concrete floor all day! Nothing that severely wears on me, but I get a good day in almost every day. Usually when I quit moving, I fall asleep. Yeah, I could lay down right now and in less than 10 minutes I'd be snoozing. But I don't HAVE to, and I love that!!
One reason I'm up is that I snore. If I go to sleep before my dear sweet wife does, she will wake me back up just to let me know that I'm snoring. It seems that she is unable to go to sleep while listening to me snore. At the same time, I am unable to lay in bed without going to sleep. It's a catch-22 that I choose to solve by getting online until I'm sure she's asleep, then sneaking into bed. It works out fine and everyone's happy.
My refusal to go to sleep at a decent hour may seem immature. It probably is immature. My immaturity is just one of the many things that make me so cute, though. For me, being sleepy just isn't a good enough reason to go to sleep. Just like being full isn't a good enough reason to stop eating. I prefer to eat until it hurts, and then stay up until I'm about to pass out. Simply because I'm in charge around here.....of me.....sometimes.....