Isn’t it funny how you don’t realise just how tired or sleep deprived you are, until you get some decent rest?
I engaged in some extreme sleeping this weekend.
On Saturday, my darling children were so occupied with their Wii that they let me sleep ’till 10.45. This would be fine under normal circumstances, but given that I was due at the Big 4 Bellarine Holiday Park at 2 pm for The Great Race, it didn’t make for a great start to the weekend.
My first rule for weekends is “Let mummy sleep”. The second rule is “No rushing”. So I didn’t. There was breakfast to eat, bags to pack and children to drop off.
I eventually made it by 3 pm, only the second last to arrive. The Great Race was over, to my
glee disappointment, so I joined in the debriefing, greeting old friends and meeting new ones. There were bloggers in the pool (heated to 33 degrees), outside the pool and others returning to their cabins. Most were wearing Team colours (sorry, Team Purple!)
Escaping the cold, I made myself at home in the cabin and didn’t unpack the laptop. I tweeted, I read, I did yoga. Yes! It’s amazing what a clean, uncluttered and quiet space can do for the mind. And body.
The heating was on. The couch was comfy. I relaxed.
And then, after a glorious dinner with bloggy friends, a bottle of champagne or two and some shimmying on the dance floor, I went to bed. (Yes, I can shimmy. All those belly-dancing lessons did not go to waste.)
|I was spoiled!|
And….. I couldn’t sleep. I was severely wound up and over tired.
2 am came and went, my book was finished and sleep was still far away. It was nearly 3 before it claimed me.
So, it really was not surprising that I didn’t wake up again until 11.55 am. I blame this:
|Yes, it’s King sized.|
And the super quiet. Everybody had gone. The Holiday Park was closed to other visitors. There was silence.
Now I have bragging rights to being the last one to check out.
I also missed breakfast.
Now THAT’s extreme sleeping. What is the latest you’ve ever slept in? (Not counting your teenage or partying years)
PS: Stay tuned for more about my escape to Big4Bellarine. In the meantime, you can follow them on Twitter.
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