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Sleep Deprivation for a Better Tomorrow

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Lately I’ve been really annoyed that I never have any time to do the many things I wanted to do on this trip. Make jewelry, read books, work on my own sites, draw, do crafts etc etc. I haven’t actually had the time to do any of those things. I’ve read part of one book, War of the Worlds while the rest of the time I work from waking till about 10pm, when we eat, watch a movie and sleep. I’m not very good about being strict with my time so it’s no one else’s fault but my own. I don’t like to walk away from unfinished work, saving it for the next work day. By the time I’m half done with one thing I have 10 more things to do in most cases and my brain just gets the idea that I can finish them all in one go rather than pace them out – even though it would probably take the same amount of time.

My solution as of last night when we didn’t go to sleep, is to sleep less by trying out a polyphasic sleep pattern. I read about this in Cracked magazine online, How To Hack Your Brain Into Awesomeness. Yes, Cracked is a satirical magazine but I actually trust their facts and love their lists of 10 quite allot. Plus, we read more about it, including a sleep study by a man who did it for 120 days and it sounds mostly great. Polyphasic sleep is basically scheduling your body in any irregular sleep pattern and there are different kinds like Uberman and Everyman. Everyman is 3 naps a day and one longer period of sleep while Uberman is 6 20-30 minute naps a day, every 4 hours. We are going to try Uberman and had our first scheduled nap at 10PM tonight.

At about 6am this morning, after a long night of working and drinking coke, we looked out the window and saw some really amazing fog and light playing havoc on the lake so we walked on over and stared at it for a while.

Ross at Cypress Lake, LA

Ross at Cypress Lake, LA

I don’t actually remember the last sunrise I’ve seen but I’m sure it was because I stayed up all night, not because I got up early. When the light started to really come in, it glared through the fog like an omnipotent atom bomb, like nothing I’ve never seen and in the case of an actual atom bomb, wouldn’t live to tell about anyway.

Atom bomb light

After sunset we got ready and went to the Casino to see what they had to eat at the restaurant. We ended up getting Pancakes and sitting amongst the regulars, several old cajun men sipping coffee, many in hunting clothes – and some stare happy bald man taking notes intently from a bible. When we got back from there I started to notice how annoyed with me Chena was becoming. She sleeps when we sleep and she had been up just as long as us. As soon as I sat on the bed she huffed and puffed and circled till I laid down with her, where she dug her nose into my armpit and immediately crashed out. I wasn’t tired yet and ended up laying there with her about an hour before my arm was completely asleep. It was sad and cute but mostly sad. She still isn’t getting any sleep because we aren’t being very quite while we’re awake on this schedule. I don’t exactly want her on this schedule so I’m hoping soon she’ll try and sleep regardless of the noise.

The last day of Mardi Gras is Tuesday and since we’ll be working weekdays we probably wont be going anywhere. The parade today in Morgan City that we missed ended in a pretty big tragedy when an 18 wheeler float went off the road, throwing 3 people off – two of which had to be air lifted to Lafayette (one with a broken neck according to witnesses eating at the Mexican restaurant). I should have been there with my camera – though I might have lost interest were I really there to see something that horrible.

On Tuesday Morgan City has one last parade before it’s over, something locals don’t seem too ecstatic about. If we cant walk to it, over the river somehow, we probably wont go. I bought a book on the history and traditions of Mardi Gras and find that I like the idea and history of Mardi Gras more than the holiday itself. I may get a last minute itch to join in the fun and I may not. Im really too tired now to be thinking of anything that takes so much energy.

North Shore, CA Boondocking

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Hiding out at North Shore, CA

Hiding out at North Shore, CA

We left the Slabs in search of better internet speeds for work and just up the road we found a place to park and work at North Shore. We ended up staying the night and plan to return after some errands in La Quinta. It was a fairly perfect spot aside from the smell of the salt water, dead fish, cat pee and bird poo. The view was worth it. North Shore is on the East side of the Salton Sea, about 14 miles south of Mecca, CA.

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Rain on my Windscreen

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My car in the RainI’ve been driving through life for a while now without any working windshield wipers.  And Portland’s not the right city to do that in.  For a while I didn’t care too much; it didn’t bother me that I couldn’t see where I was going a lot of the time, just a blur of rain, and the outline of some road to follow.  But increasingly I wanted to be more proactive in determining the direction my life took, seeing a little further ahead and not missing turns.

The first and most obvious change I needed to make was to move – somewhere different, somewhere drier.  Despite this strong desire to leave Portland, I found myself not doing anything about it.  I’d look at new cities around the country, look into emigrating to Australia, even jobs on various Caribbean islands, but only halfheartedly.  Maybe none of these options seemed right, possibly because Katya was not involved in them, and certainly because I just felt I’d end up doing the same thing in a new place.

There was also fear, a resistance to change, however much I wanted it.  Even once Katya had convinced me of how great traveling the country in our RV was going to be, I was still reticent, finding it hard to  fully commit myself to doing it.  To some degree I forced myself by making commitments to Katya that I would do it.  Once I did that there was no going back.  Looking back on how I felt then – worried about leaving everything, veering a little further from being a ‘responsible’ member of society – it seems silly, considering how excited I am about it now.  There were three main reasons I was resistant to leaving my life here – my cats, my stuff and my job…

mimbo2The hardest task I’ve had has been to find new homes for my cats.  There were 4 of them needing homes, all of them very important to me.  Finding not just homes, but really good homes where they will get the attention they need and deserve, is hard.  So far I have found great homes for two of them, Chompers and Fatty.  Mimbo and Stumpy are still with me, though I have potential homes for both of them – I just hope they work out.

I’d worried about getting rid of all my stuff but, when it came down to it and I really looked at what I have here, I realized that, other than my cats, there is very little in my apartment that is precious to me.  I listed a few of the important items on my bio page – my bike, guitar, laptop, phone and beginnings of a Nike collection.  Few items as there are, it’s going to be interesting working out exactly where all of them are going to go in the RV.

With one exception, I am looking forward to getting rid of everything else.  I’ve already enjoyed going through my apartment a few times, filling bags with garbage, others with items for donation, collecting clothes and small things I can sell.  It’s felt good to see the amount of ‘stuff’ decreasing.  I will be holding an open house some time soon, advertised on craigslist, I’ll just have people show up and, hopefully, over the course of the day, buy up everything.  The one thing I’ll miss is my car.  It’s going to hurt to sell it.  Admittedly it’ll be nice to have the cash, but I’ve really enjoyed driving that car.  Now If I could somehow get the engine and transmission just…moved into the RV…I mean, how hard could it be?

Finally, my job – it’s important to me.  For a long time, while considering leaving, then planning it, I wasn’t too excited about the prospect of having to quit.  It bothered me to have to go tell my boss and the CEO that I would be leaving, because I feel genuinely valued there and I felt it would be a loss to both me and the company if my relationship with them ended.  The idea of working contract jobs on projects I don’t care about for companies I care even less about doesn’t appeal to me.  Thankfully, I don’t have to do that, as I will continue to be a full time employee with my current company.  We will review the way things are working every 30 days, as neither they nor I know exactly how working from the road is going to go.  Whether we are way off the grid and working over a 3G wireless connection, or in an RV park on WiFi, we intend to be online full time.  We’ll see just how well that works out.

With the cats slowly finding homes, my stuff being sold or donated, and my job still mine, I’m pretty happy right now.  The morning we turn in the keys to our Portland apartment, and drive out of the city, I’ll be beyond happy.