a little bit more about me

My name is Beth and I accidentally have found myself living in Arizona but I'm originally from Tennessee. My education is in history and anthropology, which means that I know a little about a lot of things and can hold my own at a cocktail party in mixed company. I work in museums, doing all sorts of things ranging from researching and writing exhibits to cataloguing absolute wickety wak. I love comedy, baking, photography, my daughter, dogs, and above all else, napping.*

* 2013 edit: Oh yeah, and my new son too.

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    Entries in tired (3)

    Thursday
    Jun262014

    Got Chuckle?

    Does anyone have a recipe for homemade chloroform? I ask because I'm exhausted but I can't sleep. Insomnia + exhaustion is a bad combination.

    By the way, how do I know homemade chloroform even exists? Because I still remember a story My Better Half told me about a long time ago, where a friend of his figured out how to make it and called his homemade concoction "Chuckle" because the chemical makeup was something like CHCl or something. If you know how to score some, let me know. Til then I'll be self medicating my insomnia with listening to the most boring podcasts I can find.

    Tuesday
    May082012

    Uninspired. Or just plain tired.

    I'm sitting here staring at my monitor ready to write a post. Why? Not because I have anything to say but because I have, for the 1st time today, 20 minutes or so to myself before I collapse in exhaustion.

    Between working a full-time job and taking care of a 10 month old without a single full night of sleep in more than 10 months, I feel drained. Creatively. And physically. Spent, in every way. The time to write & the moments of inspiration just do not coincide. And when I do have time, like now, I flip to "inspiration, saved for later" and find...nothing.

    I guess the good news is that it's starting to dawn on me that perhaps the two (sleep deprivation/fatigue, and inspiration, lack of) are related....

    Monday
    Feb062012

    Walk. Repeat.

    I am exhausted. Despite baby sleeping longer and longer at night, I am about to face plant into my keyboard. Baby is super alert during the day, which is not necessarily new or tiring in and of itself, but she also requires something NEW. Every. 10. Minutes. That toy? I've played with it before. That cute baby in the mirror? What, like I've never seen my reflection before? That book? I've CHEWED IT ALREADY. WHAT ELSE YOU GOT?

    One of the few activities that distracts her from the same old, same old is going for a walk. Maybe it's because a walk is different every time. Even though I have established markers to hit - the school, the park, the other park, the fancy 'hood with the horses & ostriches - I just take whatever street suits me, going whichever way something catches my eye as long as it advances us towards one of the markers.  Maybe she, too, notes something different every time we go around the neighborhood even if the highlights are usually the same. The good news is it buys me some time - whatever time is spent walking is time I don't have to be coming up with some new game, activity, or destination. So we go for walk after walk on the weekends, especially. Certainly it could be worse. It's beautiful outside. Not too hot, not too cold, and it's nice to get some fresh air & exercise. Besides, we gotta compress our enjoyment of the outdoors while we can - before long I'll be bitching about how it's too goddamned hot to put on pants.

    The bad news is it requires me to be both awake and moving. Don't think I haven't questioned at least one of those requirements - somehow strapping her stroller to the treadmill and turning it on while I go  take a nap, but I think that kind of "walk" wouldn't have nearly the same effect on her. So til I figure out a way around the whole awake AND moving at the same time thing means that I am very, very tired.