“Some days even my lucky rocketship underpants don’t help.” – Calvin (from Calvin & Hobbes)
These past few days have been exhausting. I have been a little down – not depressed, persay, but rather just really tired and non-energetic. I have come home from work several times with bad headaches, and my body still hates me for getting up at 5.
Yesterday, however, I got up at 5 and didn’t go back to bed (for the first time). I was very proud of myself. When evening rolled around, I felt exhausted. I was ready to get to bed at 10. Unfortunately, that was when Paul decided to shave and the constant drone of the shaver kept me from being able to sleep. Then when he finished, the storm started. Thunder, lighting, rain – the works. Now this might be all fine and dandy to some people, but I personally am really disconcerted by lightning. I was all wound up and unable to sleep. Finally, when it stopped storming (after midnight), I drifted off to dreamland.
Sometime in the middle of the night I woke up really thirsty. I stumbled to the kitchen and as I was reaching for a cup, I knocked a glass to the floor and it shattered. Almost in tears, I turned on the light and swept it up. I really don’t remember this well… I was pretty sleepy, and didn’t even think about the fact I was barefoot.
I went back to sleep and woke up again at 4:30 with a strange beeping sound. It took me a while to place it, but I finally figured out that it was my battery backup for my computer. The power then came back on and the incessant beeping stopped. I rolled over to see that my clock had reset with the power outage. So, you guessed it… I had to get up, turn on the light (I think that’s the worst when you’re up in the middle of the night!), reset my clock and both alarms, all before going back to sleep. Half an hour later, my alarm went off and I decided to forget the 5am dealio and sleep until 8 (when I have to work).
So yeah… today so far hasn’t been very good. I am very tired and worn out… Tonight I get the joy of removing everything from our kitchen because the apartment complex is spraying for bugs tomorrow. We found out yesterday. I am frustrated because Paul and I spent many hours this weekend cleaning and organizing the kitchen. I am also concerned about the cats… They want us to put our pets (actually the note said “pests”) on the porch, which of course I can’t do since my porch isn’t screened in or anything. I really want to opt out of this whole extermination ordeal, but I’m not sure if that’s an option.
Now I’m complaining. I’m sorry. Almost lunchtime! I’m looking forward to going home for lunch.