No, these topics do not normally go together, nor do they have anything in common in this post really.
They’re just the things that are on my mind at the moment. And the things that are keeping me from writing anything here that is actually interesting. Not that anyone cares any more. (Warning - in case you hadn’t picked up on it already - I’m not in my normal “chipper” mood right now. Blah.)
I’ve started working on a consulting/project management sort of thing. You might have noticed the link over on the side that proclaims me a geek. (As though this wasn’t already common knowledge…) While I have no intention of giving up my day job, I do need to try and find a way to make more money, as my constant state of being broke is starting to wear thin. The schedule for my job leaves me with little opportunity to seek part time employment elsewhere, and even most legitimate work at home things require you to have a set schedule. When I realized that I was spending a decent amount of time helping friends set up blogs or websites of their own because I’m known as the go to person for this sort of thing, I started thinking I should be getting paid for it, and it’s something that can fit into my schedule, since I can work during whatever hours I have spare (which are usually the hours between midnight and 5 AM.)
And so, The Project Geek was born. Spread the word. Yeah.
Believe it or not, I’ve already had a couple of clients (not counting the ones I’d done work for before I started the site) and it’s already starting to pay off. At the very least, I’ve recouped the cost for registering the domain and setting up the site. Profit is still a bit off, but I think I’m off to a good start.
I’ve always been something of a hypochondriac to be fair. This is a condition I seem to have inherited from my mother. Mind you, she’s a walking time bomb of medical conditions for real, and lucky me, I seem to have inherited a number of those conditions as well.
Lately I seem to be having a few issues. (I’ll spare you the details… and I can hear that collective sigh of relief.) Since I don’t have medical insurance or cash - and getting an appointment at the free clinic here is next to impossible - I have to rely on Internet research, self diagnosis, and over the counter treatments. So far, they’re not working. Yay. I haven’t figured out if this is because I’m not treating the right thing, because I don’t have access to prescriptions, or if I’m really just being a hypochondriac. Time will tell I suppose.
One of the issues - don’t worry, this isn’t gross or anything - is just a general sense of fatigue, but only during the day. Midnight rolls around and I’m raring to go. I’ve been this way my entire life honestly, I’ve just been noticing it more lately. This is one of the myriad reasons corporate life and I didn’t get along well - the regular workday schedule does not mesh with my body’s schedule at all.
Healthy eating made a lot of difference in my energy level. I can’t even begin to tell you the difference in how I feel when I’m eating junk as compared to when I eat lots of veggies. But I still have this night owl thing happening. So I started doing some research and came across a diagnosis… Delayed Sleep Phase Syndrome. From the Wikipedia entry:
Sufferers – sometimes termed “night owls” – have an identifiable sleep pattern where the majority fall asleep in the pre-dawn hours and wake in the (early) afternoon. If people with DSPS are allowed to live by their body clocks, there are generally no sleep problems. Sleepiness, melatonin-secretion, the core body temperature minimum and spontaneous awakening are all delayed by the same number of hours.
Yes! This is it! This is what I’ve been dealing with as long as I can remember. Seriously, when I was 10 years old, I was usually awake until the wee hours of the morning, reading by lamplight and listening for footsteps in the hall so I could quickly turn out the light lest my mother find out I was still awake. I would nap in the afternoons to make up sleep. When I was 21, I found myself unemployed for about 6 months. During that time, my bedtime tended to be about 9 AM, and my “morning” began around 5 PM… it just felt natural to me. For a while I worked at a company doing technical support where my shift was Friday, Saturday, and Sunday 10 PM - 10 AM. Except for the weeks where they called me in to work the day shift to fill in (which was often), I was very happy working this shift. I had no social life to speak of, but I was happy.
The bad news is that there’s really no definite treatment for this syndrome, though given that the earliest I ever have to be in the store is noon, it’s not that big of an issue for me right now. Light therapy is the one treatment that some research suggests is helpful… interestingly (to me anyway), when I went into the corporate workday world, I usually slept with the light on at night. I have no idea why that helped, but for some reason I slept much better if I had a light on. Weird.
Of course, part of the problem right now is that I recently discovered StumbleUpon and I find myself staying up later than normal. Hours and hours and hours of my life have just disappeared, thanks to this little toolbar. I will warn you now - if you don’t have spare time to squander, don’t even click that link.
And we’ll wrap up all this randomness with a link to Subnixus for an entry into his Vegas Giveaway contest. Though now I’m thinking if I win, I want the cash payout rather than the trip… David would die if he knew I turned down a trip to Las Vegas. The money would just be a lot more handy right now. Being broke sucks. A lot.