Whooo, whooo…

4 Nov

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I’m a night person.

That’s not to say that I’m grumpy in the mornings. Far from it, as the two grumpy-pants sisters I grew up with can attest, as I still wake them up by jumping up and down on their beds when they stay the night.

No, I’m a night person because I’m at my best from 7pm -2am. My liveliest, my most creative. My trouble lies in living in a world that values productivity before nine in the morning. I can work for months to set my inner clock to getting up at six and being in bed by ten, but one cuddly-sleepy Saturday with A and I’m done. Starting from scratch. Scraping together what hours I can because my mind won’t let me sleep until 1am.

On the one hand, I’ve produced some of my best, most creative work at night, and I love the feeling of being up when the world around you is dreaming. But most nights, as the clock counts down to 6am, I wish I could just harness a Night Mare and hitch a ride to dreamland.

Hold Your Breath, Make a Wish, Count to Three…

1 Nov

I’ve tried this blog thing once before. It’s been years; I’ve changed, the internet’s changed, the world’s changed. Tonight’s another sleepless night and the theme from a childhood favorite movie is floating through my head. Whenever I need to feel optimistic, whenever I need to remind myself that nothing is set in stone and the world is what you make of it, that I can be as big and live as loud as I want to be, I think of the words to this song and smile. 

My husband, A, says I have boy dreams because when I dream at night it’s in full color, with complete plotlines that usually involve me and a few trusty sidekicks (usually A) saving the world.

Sometimes I feel like the real life me can never live up to the bigger-than-life me that I imagine myself to be. When trying out names for this blog, I was told that I have a personality that fills a room. So I’ve carved out this little corner of the internet to bring together the Christy whose dreams are larger than life and the Christy who works daily to find a balance between the busyness of life and living with the top down and the gas pedal to the floor. I hope you enjoy the journey with me.