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Do I have bandom lyric references for everything? Yes, pretty much.
Aaaaanyway, last week involved some of the worst nights of sleep I've had in a long time, culminating in Friday night, which was probably THE worst night of sleep I've had in years: unable to fall completely to sleep, except for a few times which then had ongoing stress nightmares.
So, I spent all day Saturday not doing anything but trying not to cry from exhaustion and pain, Sunday taking it exceptionally easy, and going to bed early each night. I was in bed by 11:15! I stopped reading and turned off the light an hour later! This is freakishly early for me and my delayed sleep phase disorder, and it only worked because I was exhausted and took slightly higher doses of my sleepy meds.
Today was super-productive for the dayjob* ... right up until the exhaustion smacked me in the face again.
I'm trying to be good about self-care, I really am. And as several of you have pointed out, January has always been a difficult month for me, even before Mom died. I also know that I'm burning my candles at an accelerated rate, and that won't stop until early February. But I'm trying to keep it together. Just ... wish me luck?
*Things need to be super-productive for the dayjob, because we're a little over 2 weeks away from the general availability deadline. :: laughs a trifle hysterically ::
Aaaaanyway, last week involved some of the worst nights of sleep I've had in a long time, culminating in Friday night, which was probably THE worst night of sleep I've had in years: unable to fall completely to sleep, except for a few times which then had ongoing stress nightmares.
So, I spent all day Saturday not doing anything but trying not to cry from exhaustion and pain, Sunday taking it exceptionally easy, and going to bed early each night. I was in bed by 11:15! I stopped reading and turned off the light an hour later! This is freakishly early for me and my delayed sleep phase disorder, and it only worked because I was exhausted and took slightly higher doses of my sleepy meds.
Today was super-productive for the dayjob* ... right up until the exhaustion smacked me in the face again.
I'm trying to be good about self-care, I really am. And as several of you have pointed out, January has always been a difficult month for me, even before Mom died. I also know that I'm burning my candles at an accelerated rate, and that won't stop until early February. But I'm trying to keep it together. Just ... wish me luck?
*Things need to be super-productive for the dayjob, because we're a little over 2 weeks away from the general availability deadline. :: laughs a trifle hysterically ::