I've been all over the place today, emotionally. Woke up without the alarm at 7:16, fed Little Bits, myself, then returned to bed -- felt more physically tired than actually sleepy -- although it seems that I fell asleep again rather promptly. Woke again during Diane Rehm's 1st hour, hot, panicky, feeling dreadful about my life, myself, my future, etc. Worked on calming myself down -- Poulie threw up on the comforter -- finally arose somewhere during the 10 a.m. show and took some Ritalin and walked the dogs. While out walking, it occurred to me that perhaps I COULD return home and spend a couple of hours working on the kitchen mayhem.
It is now 1 p.m. I have spoken to Maria and we have agreed (my idea) to meet for 20-30 min walks in the a.m. as was our previous custom in the evenings. We meet midway between our houses and walk the dogs.
We will begin tomorrow at 8 a.m.
Accomplished beyond the above mentioned plan was gathering of trash and recycling, one load of laundry completed (not yet dry), and one set out to run as soon as I finish this. My goal is to leave for the laundramat with the comforters and wet clothes about 3 p.m. I may need a nap, feeling sleepy at this moment. Will have some cheese and Pepsi first --- but will put in the next load before even that.
Life doesn't feel quite so hopeless, although I would call this, again, SLOW progress. But I need to remind myself that progress is progress....keep the faith, baby.
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