This weekend, I agreed to help a good friend with a freebie project shooting on both Saturday and Sunday.
Of course, right after I’d said yes, I got a job. For two nights. Thursday and Friday.
I figured it would all work out just fine since I was going up in the condor and as such would be able to get some sleep.
Except that I forgot about my not sleeping all that well in condors – mainly, it’s the walkie chatter – I’ve always got an ear out for anything that pertains to me, so I never sink into anything that resembles a deep sleep.
Last night, I got in about two hours of shallow napping, which is about average, I guess.
Which is usually fine. I go home, take a nap in the morning and then go to bed early and I’m fine the next day.
Except that I can’t do that tomorrow – I’ll be able to grab a nap, but the shoot day’s not going to end until about midnight.
I predict a lot of coffee Saturday.