So, Friday night, I did it again. Stayed up all night. Only, this time there was alcohol consumed, too much, and I had to work at 9:30 the next morning. I didn’t make it. My manager was really cool about it. I woke up not long before I was supposed to be there and started to text her to see if it would be alright if I came in an hour later and stayed an hour later. Unfortunately, I fell alseep mid-text. My boss called about 20 minutes in, to see where I was at. I told her I overslept and she said just get there when I could. So I dozed off again. Long story short, I was 2 and a half hours late. I must have looked as shit -faced as I felt when I walked in, because she knew what had happened without me saying anything. She’s a mom, so she has that intuition that mothers have, even with people other than their kids. She was razzing me rather loudly with a couple of customers waiting . Embarrassing me was her way of reiterating the importance of being on time.
I also fell asleep in the middle of writing this post last night. I have sleep apnea and even though I have a BiPAP machine, I’ve still been having drowsiness. Probably because of smoking. That’s hard on the throat, you know. Among other things. Filthy, filthy habit.
It’s a struggle to maintain normalcy in a sleep schedule and frame of mind when you’re bipolar, especially when you work retail hours. I get home at 10:30 on nights I close.