Tired, cranky, frustrated.
Hopefully the sleep study I'm booked in for on Monday night will lead to a solution for the chronic tiredness. I know I'm a night owl, and I don't expect to ever be joyfully leaping out of bed at 5.30am to get on with things while the day is fresh, but I shouldn't be struggling to wake up at 8am, and feeling like I need a rest by the time I've had a shower. I get through the day on half-power, hit a wall somewhere between 3 and 5pm, and need a nap before I can organise dinner. And then because I've not been very efficient in my work during the day, I need to stay up late to get things finished at night. Bit of a vicious cycle really. I'm hoping that if we can sort out my sleep quality, then I will have enough energy to focus on work earlier in the day, get some exercise, and get to bed earlier at night (and actually be able to go to sleep earlier! At the moment I can go to bed at 10pm, but I toss and turn until midnight or later).
Cranky because I've spent hours tonight on the computer, not working (see above) but trying to help the husband find a solution for his mobile phone woes. He's just bought an iPhone, but has run into a problem trying to transfer data from his old Samsung phone. Apparently it's a VERY common problem, and there are a lot of frustrated Samsung handset owners (or EX-owners!) out there, and none of the suggested solutions work for everyone.
Frustrated because I have spent weeks agonising over a friendship that has disintegrated. I'm not going into details, but there's been a lot of hurt on both sides. From things written in various posts, it's clear she feels abandoned in a time when she wants support. From my perspective, I've been locked out and blocked, and I've tried but apparently failed to communicate my side of things. But on the off chance she reads this, I want her to know that neither she nor her son nor the rest of her family has been forgotten, and I know the significance of this Sunday, and I am planting a rosemary bush with much mingled sorrow and love.
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