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i usually need about 6 hours of sleep a night. on average this week, i have slept about 9.2 hours a night. when i ask myself why the sudden change, there is nothing that i can quite put my finger on. except that 9 o'clock rolls around and i think 'i'd rather go to bed than do anything else right now'
it all started on monday. i had the worst day ever! i am not one to cry (unless i'm at the pulpit, then heaven help me, it's like niagara falls) but this monday was really pushing the limits. I walked home in the dark and truly wondered if i would ever get a job after college, and if my family would still love me, and if obama would actually get elected. (the first two were rough questions, but it was really that third one that brought the tears) haylie told me over and over that this was no big deal, and it's not going to matter, and at least my life has problems i can fix. after a lot of contemplation about how much i worry about school and getting a career, i realized, there is no need to worry about this stuff as much as i do. i should be more worried about the sisters in relief society who don't feel welcome.
and that's my remedy for adding hours of sleep to your life. quit worrying.