The Walking Dead Has Made Me A Zombie

  When I moved last year I had originally decided not to reconnect my cable. Instead I had opted to invest in Hulu in the name of saving money. Not to mention the fact, that I admit, I was a bit addicted to my shows. I was a young single mom for a long time and instead of trying to pawn Lena off on my parents to go out all the time I put in cable and stayed home. Previously my DVR was packed full of shows. So much so, that sometimes a whole season would stack up before I got around to watching it. Hulu has a lot of my favorites, but not even close to half of what I watched really.

A few months back James finally convinced me to surrender and get cable. Let's face it, you can only watch so much on Netflix before you're bored to tears of low budget indie films and documentaries. My only requirement to this agreement was that we get the movie channels because I watch almost every original on HBO and Showtime. He had no problem granting me my wish because he's a movie junkie for one and he was not about to miss football season for two. This resulted in several different marathon sprees for me. Game of Thrones, Shameless, Nurse Jackie, Dexter, Boardwalk Empire, and probably a few more that I'm forgetting. I had soooo much to catch up on after not having access to them for a year! 

Dozens of hours and several wasted days pent up in my room later, I'm officially caught up. There was only one show left. The Walking Dead. I should mention that I now have James sucked into several of my shows with me. However, since we both loved Walking Dead and had both missed last season as a result of my over frugal craze, we have spent every night this week catching up together. 

Since it's not a show that I will allow Lena to watch, we wait until tuck in time to gear it up. Hence it has resulted in several late nights for the both of us. Now, I'm not a morning person by any stretch of the imagination. Even with a good 8 hours, I still have to drag myself out of bed. I will mention though that my idea of sleeping in is 7:30 because my first alarm goes off at 5am. 

Yes, that's right, my first alarm. I set four every night: 5:00am - you have to get up soon; 5:30 - you really are going to have to get out of bed; 6:00am - okay, get out of bed now; 6:30 - oh shit, you're gonna be late!

Again, not a morning person.

I know that in order to not hear the "oh shit" alarm that I need to be in bed absolutely no later than 11pm. Hahahahaha.... That has not been the case this week. We've been on Walking Dead overdrive and "just one more" typically means at least two. This has resulted in my dragging myself out of bed every morning like one of those zombie corpses with no legs. My eyes all sunken in, maybe a slight dribble of drool coming out of the side of my mouth, and my hair the equivalent to Albert Einstine's famous fork in a light socket look. Me on little sleep is a far cry from a pretty picture.

I am proud to announce however that we finished the season last night! Go us! And thankfully, today is my one day a month where I don't have to be in until noon because of our manager's meeting. I usually try to enjoy those few hours of "me time" reading or getting stuff done that I know I won't feel like doing later. Today however, I spent it sleeping. It was downright a waste of a perfectly good house to myself morning, but downright beautiful at the same time. I have no guilt what-so-ever about sleeping in this morning like a teenager to 10am. I can say goodbye to zombie me for now and get back on track now that I'm caught up on my show and my beauty rest. It's off to the shower for me! Have a great day everyone!