Sometimes, my full-spectrum studio lighting is not a good thing.
I tend to spend a lot of my waking hours at my studio table. I work on art here, and I keep my laptop here, so I’m pretty much here whenever I’m at home.
If I’m watching TV in the evening, I start feeling sleepy at 11 or 11:30, and it’s pretty easy to be in bed by midnight. When I’m working in my studio, not so much. The lights give me enough of a boost that I can do just “one more” coat of paint or glue down “one more” piece in that collage. That, of course, is if I’m paying attention to the time at all, which is no sure thing.
Sunday night I came home at about 11. I’d spent the afternoon and evening in a movie marathon with friends, snacking on things I usually avoid eating, and sitting in a room with the shades drawn. I sat down at my studio table “just to check my e-mail”, and an hour later I was wide awake, unable to think about sleeping. Thanks to my nice, bright, daylit studio, I was up until 5:30 that morning.
Since I got up late the next day, I thought it would be clever to take a reduced dose of my meds so I “could go to bed early”. Ha. I spent the day in a fog, munching on sugary snacks, and was up until 3. Sometimes I forget that my meds actually help me sleep.
I am slowly, slowly getting myself back on a normal schedule.

