Clocks
Posted: Sun 4 February, 2007 Filed under: Domestic, Weirdness 3 Comments »Since moving, I’ve been sleeping a lot worse than I was in Bracknell. We had a new clock in the (en-suite) bathroom, and I knew that when I woke up, I could hear the poxy thing ticking, which then kept me awake.
Anyway, about ten days ago I finally lost the plot with the poxy thing, and moved it out of the bedroom.
We’ve replaced it with a (thankfully silent) water-powered digital clock (don’t laugh – it’s an interesting idea) and since then, I’ve slept a lot better.
I hadn’t realised just how much that ticking was keeping me awake, but it’s obvious now that it was. I’m just glad we’ve realised, and been able to change the situation. Plus it means I’ve been able to catch up on some much-needed sleep.
I remember “sleep”…
I thought you were an insomniac. When did you start sleeping again?
It’s kind of crept up on me, Chris. I do sleep more now than I used to, although it’s still very shallow for a lot of the time.
Some of it’s just through not being quite so bloody manic all the time, some is through getting older (I think) but it’s still a pretty moveable feast when all’s said and done.
But yeah, I do sleep more, and more regularly now than I did when I was in Manch – by a large margin.