I normally ignore memes, but one on Instagram recently (courtesy @justgirlproject) perfectly summarized my bad habit. The meme focused on Revenge Bedtime Procrastination, which is the refusal to go to sleep — no matter how friggin’ exhausted you are — because you want that me time you can control and feel you deserve.
When I finally get my girls to bed around 9 p.m., I’m oftentimes so tired even my eyelashes hurt. I should crawl into bed myself. I deserve at least six hours of sleep, but I want to spend time with my husband, read, binge The Chi (it’s so good!), take a long shower, and do 76 other things when I finally have some ‘me’ time because the daytime hours don’t belong to me — they belong to my daughters, work, my husband, even friends.
Staying up late when I should be in bed is my way of saying ‘eff you’ to the daytime hours
With that being said, it is now 10:37 p.m.
I’m shutting off the TV, unplugging my laptop, and crawling into bed before 11 p.m. (Miracle!) Because an "early" bedtime makes me happy and guilt-free.
Well, at least till tomorrow when I’ll prob stay up past midnight.
