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Sick and tired of the cold
Feb. 13th, 2014 05:56 amSo, with vehicle registration transferred and inspection done, I am officially a New Yorker. I miss...everyone, pretty much. But it's so pretty and peaceful up here. I think I'll stay a while.
This fucking cold weather, man. I know it's just part of the way things are, but damn. Seems like any time it gets above 10 Fahrenheit, it snows.
Had a bad episode last night. Not sure what triggered it, but Steve stayed with me the whole time. Actively with me. He got his laptop and did work sitting beside me in bed, and he talked to me. He didn't get up and get away, he didn't roll over and go to sleep. He just sat with me and talked with me and I just. I can't really put into words how much that means.
Downside of working from home: snow days? Ha.
Took a sick day yesterday. I was just too damn exhausted. I need to get into the habit of falling asleep by 9:00 PM. This is so alien to me, but with a 3:45 AM wake up call, I can't fuck around anymore.
If I'm ever obscenely rich, I will sleep as much as I damn well please. And probably own a farm. With paid farmhands, so I only have to do work when I want to. Veggies and goats and chickens and such. I used to soothe myself to sleep when I was a kid with thoughts of the farm I would run someday, before I knew what it felt like to be tired.
Gonna try to take hourly breaks to get up and move around. I worry about losing muscle mass - I know I've lost some since I haven't been riding in nearly a year. I miss horses.
Once I'm done working for the day, I'm going to open all the curtains and soak up as much sun as I can. And I have been promised pancakes.
This fucking cold weather, man. I know it's just part of the way things are, but damn. Seems like any time it gets above 10 Fahrenheit, it snows.
Had a bad episode last night. Not sure what triggered it, but Steve stayed with me the whole time. Actively with me. He got his laptop and did work sitting beside me in bed, and he talked to me. He didn't get up and get away, he didn't roll over and go to sleep. He just sat with me and talked with me and I just. I can't really put into words how much that means.
Downside of working from home: snow days? Ha.
Took a sick day yesterday. I was just too damn exhausted. I need to get into the habit of falling asleep by 9:00 PM. This is so alien to me, but with a 3:45 AM wake up call, I can't fuck around anymore.
If I'm ever obscenely rich, I will sleep as much as I damn well please. And probably own a farm. With paid farmhands, so I only have to do work when I want to. Veggies and goats and chickens and such. I used to soothe myself to sleep when I was a kid with thoughts of the farm I would run someday, before I knew what it felt like to be tired.
Gonna try to take hourly breaks to get up and move around. I worry about losing muscle mass - I know I've lost some since I haven't been riding in nearly a year. I miss horses.
Once I'm done working for the day, I'm going to open all the curtains and soak up as much sun as I can. And I have been promised pancakes.