woodstock said:
OK Bob, now your post above is starting to scare me.
how much sleep do you need - 8 hours. and I'm cranky on 7.
anyone who is doing less might think they are doing ok, might be "used" to it - but you're getting into sleep debt here.
still sounds like you want it all - there are only 168 hours in the week. something is going to suffer - there is no free lunch. it comes down to priorities (which one is going to get shorted?)
First off, there are studies that sit on both sides of the sleep argument - some say too much is bad, some say to little is bad.
I generally get about 5 hours of sleep a night, hitting the rack about midnight or 1, up at 5/6. This fluctuates, some nights I get 8 (usually just after I have landed back from a trip, since my flight will get in late on a Friday), some nights I get 2. My blackberry may fire off at 3:00AM, and I'll wake up, respond, and go back to sleep.
I have a lot of energy, but I link that to the increasing amount of mountain biking I do (get up early, or do it after work). 10 miles a day really helps.
I have to cancel on a lot of social engagements. I'm not always the most reliable to make a dinner date with friends. But I prioritize - if my friend Asa is in Boston, and I haven't seen him in a dogs age, I'll be sure to be there. If Jessie has a doctor's appointment, I'll be there. If my buddies want to go out and have some brews - sorry, I may have to cancel.
A great example - I spent lunch at the City Year - Rhode Island benefit, for work. Now, I'm under a massive deadline (which I extracated myself from last night), but going to this luncheon was important for our company. I worked through lunch (blackberry), made sure people were on task, enjoyed a light salad, but got out and relaxed a little bit. Listened to the stories of impassioned people who dedicate every bone in their body to what they do - something I sure as heck can relate to. So while I was working most of lunch, I was still out in a different environment.
With the technology I posess at work, I can work from anywhere - and I do. Some days, I may spend 3 hours at home, sitting on the deck, working, coming in and out of the house and saying hello to Jessie, give her a kiss, head back outside. We may go up to her aunt and uncle's B&B and Spa, I'll sit in the formal living room, do some work, go in the kitchen, crack a bottle of vino, grab some cheese and crackers, go back out, turn on some Bach and continue working. And you know what? I feel great. I've worked on the beach in Maine, from a picnic table at the airport, sitting under a tree in a beautiful park, or sitting in the beautiful surroundings of the spa. Yes, I may be working, but I take the surroundings as such a big part of it. And you know what? I like that.
I also bet Bob takes one or two VACATIONS a year. As in, life off, emergency contacts only, and then goes and plays hard for 2 days or a week. When I commit to being on a true vacation (like my yearly trip to Tremblant, or going up to Bar Harbor), I fill every moment with the activities I can't do when I'm busy with work. Hiking, boating, cooking, clearing land, helping Henry build the porch on the house, anything. My leisure involves WORK. Sitting around drives me absolutely bonkers.
Cheers,
-Andrew