(Right here where we need ya…)
I might have an addiction, or at least an unhealthy obsession with Oxford shirts. Like the very classic, button down collar, Oxford weave fabric, that once you have washed the shirts like a million times they end up becoming soft and a little thin. But I’m also really frugal, which means that I have several shopping carts on several different apparel sites waiting for their Oxford shirts to go on sale so I can scoop them up at a discount. And I do all of this because if I had my way, and could live the way I wanted in the climate and location I wanted, I just might be that dorky guy who wears an Oxford shirt with a sweater and shorts in Summer.
Me and the wife are working on our sleep schedules. The doctors have been hammering home to us that we need to, have to, start getting seven to eight hours of sleep a night. And yes, as we get older, our bodies will start waking up earlier, so that means that we have to also go to bed earlier. Personally, I hate this idea, as the night is when I do my best thinking, while sitting in front of the tv watching bad movies and tv shows, often eating ice cream or some other sugary snack. BUT… this also has to do with taking care of myself so I can extract a few extra years to spend with my wife and kid, as they do make me happy, and kind’a make life worth living. So, for this past week, we have been making an effort to go to bed earlier. Normally, I get about five hours of sleep, and the wife is close to six or seven, depending on what show we are catching up on. What our efforts have yeilded is 8 hours for the wife and seven hours for me. I can’t speak for her, but for me, I don’t feel rested or excited about getting at the day, but what I did notice is that as the week progressed, I wasn’t waking up in the middle of the night and having to fight tot get back to sleep. As such, I will take that as a small step forward.
I still love walking around this town. Might still be my favorite part about living here. I got to do it last week, and a little later today, I will have an excuse to do it again. This time I’ll be on the East Side of Manhattan, a place I very rarely get to. It’s a small joy, but a joy none the less that I am looking forward to.
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