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Today is an odd day. I feel worse than I did yesterday and yet it feels like I am getting better. I couldn't rise at 8:00. I kept... checking. I reset the alarm a few times, tried the snooze button a time or two, finally stumbling out of bed at a little after 11:00. It is what I can do. The good news, in my opinion, is that shooting is off for today. It is raining, and has been, all morning. Beside making things too wet, it makes them too cold even if it stopped raining right now, I do believe.
I won't be doing much today. Perhaps cooking some hamburger and beans into a sloppy delicious pile of goop. Goofing on the computer and PS3 seems to kill time mostly effortlessly. And, possibly, a nap later. If I ever fully wake up and I am feeling like it, I might do some pipe sweating. I don't have that much to do. The work isn't hard. It is just that I don't want to do anything without my mind and body in the right shape to think and act fast if need be. Many people don't have the luxury to think about that. For me, it isn't a luxury though either. I can fall well below what would cause many people to be sleeping and yet not be asleep. I have to take care not to try to do some things while in that state. My guess is the reason I chat so much, aside from not seeing people very often, is that I am nearly half asleep most of the time. It loosens the tongue like drink and flirtation can.
Anyway, I'll see what I can get done. If that ends up just being to rest, so be it. I'll do fine, I believe, once I get my feet back under me. I've had a great run as spring heads toward summer. I get the sense I will get back to it before long at all. Hmm, maybe a bit of aspirin though, for the aches. I saw this coming days ago, but... sort of had to ignore it, and could, for a while. And a minor case of it might have been part of what caused me to crash last Wednesday, iirc. No pain, no gain.
Blathering. Still not awake, I see. Later.
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