I know, odd question, that headline, but I’ve begun to think no one sleeps at night. I do. I go to bed, every night, between 8 and 9 p.m. and am asleep within a half hour. When I get up at 6 a.m., my iPhone is full of messages that were sent overnight, while I slept. When do these senders sleep, I wonder? This morning I awoke to a text message sent at 12:12 a.m. asking me to call the person. And, no, they don’t live in a different time zone; they live in the same city.
Maybe it’s the way I was raised. My parents were farmers who literally worked from dawn to dusk. When the day was over, they were tired, and there was no quibbling about bedtime. The whole house went to bed at the same time. During my high school days, I tried to stay up later and watch television, but my parents frowned on it, and since I had to get up when they did, which meant very early, I soon found that staying up late was not a good idea if I wanted to do well the next day in school. Nor was there any “sleeping in” on weekends or during the summer.
When Terry and I were first married, we were usually in bed by 10 p.m., maybe as late as 11 if we watched a television program, and we got to sleep in until 7 a.m. I look back at that time and laugh. No children, no pets, no morning newspaper, no Internet, of course. I left the apartment at 8:10, Terry at 8:30. We returned around 5 p.m.
When teaching I was in bed by 8 and up at 5 every weekday morning. Four thirty on those mornings I had meetings. Often though, I would awake in the middle of the night, paralyzed by what I had to accomplish the next day. Or, I would rehash every moment of the previous day, figuring out a better way of doing things, filled with anxiety at how I should have done it. I hear now of people having similar problems staying asleep. Maybe that’s when they get up and go online. It wasn’t so much of an option in the 90s and early 2000s.
I’m also hearing of more people who sleep during the daytime. A good friend of mine did this after she quit working due to a disability. She had never liked getting up early and she liked staying up very late, like 1 or 2 a.m. late. She always made her appointments in the afternoon, which drove me crazy when I had to accompany her. I ask for the first appointment of the day.
Our granddaughter is much like me. She is up, every morning, by 6:30. She is cheerful and ready to start the day with a bounce in her step. Our daughter, not a morning person, finds that annoying. Leeya often gets up before everyone else at her house and fixes her own breakfast. I laugh about how Leeya and Judah seem to be channeling my parents. Judah likes to grow things and work with mechanical stuff; Leeya is always making something. Like my parents, they stay busy from the moment they get up until they collapse in bed at night. Oh, and they both despise naps.