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With yesterday's round of sleep and soaking at the spa, I was feeling better. "Thursday!" I said. "Thursday will be productive!"
Then not only did the Insomnia Fairy visit (the last time I looked at the clock was 4am), but when I finally fell asleep I kept waking up, and the sleep was full of unsettling dreams. Why brain, why?
So, I'm kinda useless today. I feel weirdly jetlagged, and with a low-to-mid level storm front of anxiety mixed with a general bad mood and snappishness*. Today is going to be comfort movies while working on a hand sewing project, with the hope that I can be productive with writing tonight.
*I also have a layer of annoyed on top of this, because I feel like I should do my best to ignore how I'm feeling and/or apologize for it. Ah, the joys of emotional landmines and emotional labor expectations. (Not that the Stroppy One expects me to apologize for my feelings, but y'know. Girl socialization and all that.)
Then not only did the Insomnia Fairy visit (the last time I looked at the clock was 4am), but when I finally fell asleep I kept waking up, and the sleep was full of unsettling dreams. Why brain, why?
So, I'm kinda useless today. I feel weirdly jetlagged, and with a low-to-mid level storm front of anxiety mixed with a general bad mood and snappishness*. Today is going to be comfort movies while working on a hand sewing project, with the hope that I can be productive with writing tonight.
*I also have a layer of annoyed on top of this, because I feel like I should do my best to ignore how I'm feeling and/or apologize for it. Ah, the joys of emotional landmines and emotional labor expectations. (Not that the Stroppy One expects me to apologize for my feelings, but y'know. Girl socialization and all that.)