So, anyway, cleaning my room is a BIG deal. So big, that I'd budgeted four or five entire weekends (read: Saturdays) for it. Yes, for one tiny little grad-student room in Chicago. Last Saturday, finally, after several half-hearted attempts to clean parts of my room, Snorky Figgles and I decided to dive into the pig-sty and make the place fit for him to live in. I turned over the room, dusted the corners, moved every article of furniture there was, vacuumed with carpet-cleaning powder, re-configured everything differently, installed a few shelves and lights, and finally cleaned and put all the articles back in place, while Snorky Figgles sat ringside throughout (completely covered in a bedsheet to keep himself clean and sneeze-free), faithfully cheering me on through his thick veil. As a result of this rare phase of organizational hyperactivity, both Figgles and I were really exhausted on Saturday night. I work every other day of the week, and you know that Figgles wakes up along with me and my morning cuppa, so, basically it's mid-week and we're still feeling the effects of all that 'fun'.
Anyway, that's the reason for the comparatively longer absence. My colleague just asked me if there've been any more logs here, and I mentioned to her that due to all these reconfigurations, we're both quite tired. It was then that she reminded me that Figgles was just a baby and, like all babies, he needs to sleep for at least twenty hours of the day. She looked quite fierce as she mentioned that I wasn't looking after my little pigling well. I cannot argue with her since she's just come back after visiting her friends and their week-old baby daughter, so, of course, she knows better! So, I've decided that from now on, my little pigling will get many more hours of sleep. I won't wake him up in the morning. In fact, even though my room is Really Bright (courtesy of the skylight), I will make special arrangements for Figgles to get his forty thousand winks a day. What do you say to this?
2 comments:
your colleague is perfectly right.. figgles surely lacks a good rest.. but just putting the eye mask around would not help, you will need to ensure that you maintain pin-drop silence in the room while he is asleep.no jumping and dancing around.. or making weird sounds of plastic bags while he is asleep.
you wait for him to meet piggles.. he will realise that piggles lives is complete silence, and might not want to give you company back home.
Well, we always have silence in the house. That's the first cardinal rule to live in our house!
However, having never brought up babies myself, I will be guided by you in the fact that there should be not silence, but pin-drop silence :-) I am working on producing these sleep-conducive conditions for Snorky Figgles and, very soon, we will discuss our experimental results on this blog.
(Heehee....)
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