are you getting enough sleep?

Old habit/problem, new title.

An article in the Manchester Guardian this morning identifies my (yours too?) bad habit of delaying my (your) bedtime with non-essential Me-Time. Any mother will recognize this, without the title. She is at the family’s beck and call, doing most of the housework (“shit-work” Gloria Steinem used to call it), solving everyone’s problems, including her husband’s. Is it worse or better now when, if she’s lucky, she still has her day job which she has to do at home, or if she has lost it and has nothing else (oh , yeah?) to do all day. The calls aren’t so bad but the becks are tough. By the end of the day when respite is in sight, i.e. everyone has stopped becking and most of them are asleep, time alone and time to be free is more appealing than sleep or sex, until morning when it’s time to get up. Then you wonder why you watched another Netflix episode or another Dr Ho ad or put off brushing teeth and hair.

Now it’s called “sleep procrastination” and it’s bad for our health.

Anon, anon. (Anon means wait for me while I procrastinate.)