I woke up a lot more last night. Sometimes I was warm, sometimes I was cool, and sometimes I just woke up worrying about something silly. Not a single nightmare, and I’m grateful for that. Unfortunately, that’s left me feeling pretty tired all day. Every time I close my eyes, I can feel myself starting to drift a bit and I don’t want to open them again.
It took me a while longer than usual to fire up the boilers and get myself going. I just kept rubbing my face while saying, “come on… come on, Mark. Come on, get up…”
Eventually I crawled out of bed, fed and said hi to Lloyd, and then shuffled to the kitchen for some breakfast. The thermometer read an outdoor temperature of 17C. That’s right at the temperature that I’d love it if every summer day was like that.
I took advantage of the cooler temperatures and went for my walk. The sun is very strong – every time I left the shade I could feel it. It was almost like it was physically pressing down on me. But the air was so nice. No ill feelings, either, so I didn’t have to cut anything short today.
Being so tired meant I spent most of my exercise time this morning stuck halfway between being awake and being asleep. It felt nice, but wasn’t what I was supposed to be doing
Like yesterday, I spent a lot of time writing. I’ve got an idea for a second mental health article that I’d like to write out and maybe submit. Plus, I think tomorrow is the day I’m going to start getting pictures of various cells for that little pamphlet on cells I’m doing up for my nephews. I hope they like it.
I also have a bit of homework for Dr P. Not a huge amount, but I would really like to get it done before Thursday so I have one less reason to have a flop sweat and be freaking out just before my appointment.
Dr P and Dr W are both taking vacations over the next little while. I know for sure that I don’t have any appointments next week, and I’m starting to think that I may not have any the following week, either. A bit of a break would be really nice.
I’ve got more to say but my medications are kicking the heck out of me and it’s hard to even keep an eye cracked open a bit. I need to go to bed.
So yes – tomorrow some more writing, some cleaning (I’m going to work on the kitchen I think) and again if it’s calm, the quadcopter is going for a flight. Wish me luck.