I am, shamefacedly, known for making lists. I don't make charts. If I did make charts, and if I made one about my sleeping habits this past year, it would look like a child on Benylin Plus had run amok with a crayon.
3 hours one night, 4 the next afternoon, 14 the next night, 10 the next, 3 the day following....you can see the not-pattern of it all.
Strangely, I didn't actually know that "pattern" was what I wanted. I clearly remember being happy that once retired, I could choose to live my life as raggedy-ass as I felt like. Now here I am, patternless, high-heelless and self-disciplineless.
Luckily, except for the sleeping and the shoes, I'm OK with that. So far.