So I got me a sun lamp. I call it a sun lamp but that’s actually not the correct term for it. And no, it’s not a tanning lamp. It’s actually a light lamp. It looks a lot like a spotlight.
And … here it is.
I feel like I should cut out a silhouette of a bat and point it out the window. There ya go neighbors! Haha! What do you think of me now!
In fact, I am shining it on myself as I write this. Without the silhouette.
It’s called a Litebook. I purchased it from Judy’s Organic Herbs. At first I wasn’t sure about it. I didn’t want to fall victim to the hype. Can artificially-generated light really make me feel better?
I am not myself during the Dark Months (trust me when I say that in Ottawa, there are many of those months all in a row). It’s not quite a Jekyll and Hyde thing, but I’m consciously aware that during the Dark Months I am Not the Real Me. I am tired. I mean really tired. If I could I would have an hour-long nap every afternoon. But if/when I give in to the nap fairy I always regret it later, and am up past midnight with a book and my brain running at 100 mph.
Instead, I drag my feet. I snip and snap. I raid the fridge. I feel miserly. And you know what happens when mummy isn’t happy? Everyone else isn’t very happy either. It never used to be this bad. So this year, I decided I needed to do something about it.
Well, it’s only been a couple of weeks but it works. I’m here to say that it really works. You have to position the light in front of you at an angle, but so that it’s hitting your eyes. It’s equivalent to a very bright day but not so much that I feel compelled to reach for my sunglasses… which, if I did, would negate the effects of said LiteBook.
Lately I have felt peppier in the afternoon. I don’t crave the naps anymore, and I haven’t fallen asleep on the couch midway through the news for some time now. I seem to have found some energy again.
I’d say it was a good buy. Wouldn’t you?
