To sleep, per chance to dream
Afternoon naps and lattes are a powerfully evil combination. I mixed them last Sunday, and then couldn't sleep Sunday night. That, of course, set me up for a great week.
On Wednesday, I had to drive eight and a half hours to a conference in Tahoe. The combination of built-up sleep deprivation and altitude change meant I crashed hard Wednesday night. I also slept well Thursday and then back in my own bed on Friday.
After driving home on Friday (arriving at 8:30 at night), the Husband and I headed out for another four-hour drive yesterday morning. I have seen far more of northern California over the past five days than most people see in a lifetime. Beautiful, especially if you like coniferous trees, but butt-numbing when compressed into 24 hours of car time.
This weekend's trip was to Ashland, Oregon, to the Oregon Shakespeare Festival for an early celebration of our impending anniversary (Tuesday). By the time we got to Ashland, we were tired, so we had a nap and then went to Starbucks to wake up. As I said, naps and lattes are a powerfully evil combination. I got NO sleep last night, then got to sit through three hours of Elizabethan oratory in a not-particularly-well-air-conditioned theater prior to a four-hour drive. Thankfully today's play was a comedy.
I actually didn't even doze in the theater, which is a powerful testament to the artistry of the OSF. As You Like It, today's offering, was really well done even if not one of my favorite of the Bard's works. Last night's play, however, was superb. We saw Romeo and Juliet, in the outdoor theater, directed by the guy who's taking over next year as the Artistic Director of the whole Festival. I cannot wait to go back again!
But now it's 10:30 and work beckons bright and early. Hopefully switching from coffee to Pepsi and depriving myself of any afternoon shut-eye will allow me to get some much-needed rest tonight.
On Wednesday, I had to drive eight and a half hours to a conference in Tahoe. The combination of built-up sleep deprivation and altitude change meant I crashed hard Wednesday night. I also slept well Thursday and then back in my own bed on Friday.
After driving home on Friday (arriving at 8:30 at night), the Husband and I headed out for another four-hour drive yesterday morning. I have seen far more of northern California over the past five days than most people see in a lifetime. Beautiful, especially if you like coniferous trees, but butt-numbing when compressed into 24 hours of car time.
This weekend's trip was to Ashland, Oregon, to the Oregon Shakespeare Festival for an early celebration of our impending anniversary (Tuesday). By the time we got to Ashland, we were tired, so we had a nap and then went to Starbucks to wake up. As I said, naps and lattes are a powerfully evil combination. I got NO sleep last night, then got to sit through three hours of Elizabethan oratory in a not-particularly-well-air-conditioned theater prior to a four-hour drive. Thankfully today's play was a comedy.
I actually didn't even doze in the theater, which is a powerful testament to the artistry of the OSF. As You Like It, today's offering, was really well done even if not one of my favorite of the Bard's works. Last night's play, however, was superb. We saw Romeo and Juliet, in the outdoor theater, directed by the guy who's taking over next year as the Artistic Director of the whole Festival. I cannot wait to go back again!
But now it's 10:30 and work beckons bright and early. Hopefully switching from coffee to Pepsi and depriving myself of any afternoon shut-eye will allow me to get some much-needed rest tonight.
posted by PDSH | 10:09 PM
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