Enough Said…

When I read this, I giggled. Then I realized it described my current state of mind. I am always busy juggling different projects. However, this week has been a torturous stream of events gone wrong.

It began with my computer getting hacked. Those terrorists are really improving their game, and I got caught off-guard that morning before I had my coffee. I won’t go into the blow-by-blow account of it all here. I became unglued, got professional help, and all is well now. (How is that for brief?)

The remaining hours of Monday went by in a blur. In fact, Tuesday through Thursday were blurrisome (A new word meaning “annoyingly vague”) also.

It was Friday that was vivid. A trainer at our new gym had to cancel our orientation appointment, so now we must wait until Thursday to learn how to use the equipment. Sigh. My plan to work on a baby quilt was delayed due to phone calls, emails, and snail mail having to do with either my medical situation or a quilter wanting or needing something. I don’t mind helping my fellow quilters, but everything takes time. Somehow, I don’t have enough time.

I get up early and go to bed late. I do not fiddle around. I need more sleep. I fall asleep in the weirdest places. Like my keyboard, at the dinner table. I should go to bed now, but I have some things to finish. That’s how it starts. Then I get to bed after midnight. Did I get a lot accomplished? Heck, no. I was too brain-dead after 10:00 pm. I do my best work in the mornings, so I will sleep on time and get up early. It won’t give me more hours, but I think they will be happier.

We will have to see about this…

Sleeping Disorder(ly)

This craziness (summer schedules, people dropping in and out, hubby’s bizarre foot disease) has turned me into a fidgety mess. When I’m not nodding off in morning worship, I’m planning my next nap. The nap rarely happens, but it is a fun fantasy.

Me Consulting My Keyboard

This week has been an especially difficult one. I never sleep well during a full moon. Add that to 105-degree temperatures, and I am a slug. A nutritious lunch at 1:00 pm, and I will force myself to lie down and nap. Falling asleep should not be a problem, but I must get into bed and not be distracted. When I am awakened, I will shower and get ready for the meeting tonight. All this while drinking caffeine-loaded beverages. I am determined not to doze during the meeting.

To Be Continued…

Between 1:30 and 3:00 pm, I dozed lightly. I did not power nap because I woke up groggy and did not want to get up. Oh well. I did get off my feet and rest, so it wasn’t a waste of time. Once the RockStar kicks in, I should feel perky.

I did feel perky, but that did not prevent me from yawning a lot. Meetings are never boring, so it is all my fault. I need to get to bed by 9:30 pm. I’m lucky if I make it before midnight because I mistakenly think I can accomplish studying or writing after I am alone in my office. No progress is made after 10 pm, so I should have invested my time in sleeping. I am smarter than this dumb behavior. Let’s see how long I can keep up the smarter bedtime…

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