Winter is fading but my aches and pains aren’t. Constant use of my left shoulder seems to have aggravated it. I’m used to getting in and out of cars on the right hand side, but since I had to scrap my car I’ve had to use the passenger side more.
Today was bad, just lifting my left arm is difficult. I think I need to get some physiotherapy. I will book an appointment with the doctor next week. I might sleep in my chair tonight because I’m finding it incredibly hard to get comfortable when I lie down.
I keep forgetting to post here. I’ve got so much to do.. Forms to complete, meetings to go to, appointments to keep. I sign up for things to keep myself occupied but without transport everything is taking longer to get to. And I have been so behind with stuff. I really need to get my skates on and sort myself out. But I’m getting tired and staying in more. It’s so hard to get organised.
Prevarication doesn’t help, I look at things and worry, and stick my head under the duvet and try to hide and sleep!
My Cat is like an otter. He loves the rain. He came in from the storm Bram earlier today and I took this photo. He loves standing and staring at me. Generally this means “feed me”, so I did.
I know he has at least two other “homes”, although he has been back here more recently. He comes up amd sleeps on the bed but gets off if I have a disturbed night. (which is most of them these days). He’s just snuck upsts now. Sleep well pusscat.
Endlessly ringing through my head. We were singing this minor key song this evening at choir and it’s turned into an ear worm….
When I went to bed a few hours ago I was determined not to be kept awake by intrusive thoughts. I was going to think of the word ‘the’ over and over again to keep my mind on the straight and narrow path to slumber. It almost worked, but the ‘the’s’ started to form into the Soul cake tune, and soon it took over.
It didn’t help that I’d gone to bed on an almost empty stomach, not feeling well, I’d decided just to eat a couple of sandwiches, and I was being kept awake by the feeling of hunger. I’ve come downstairs for something and ended up eating a tub of curried noodles.
Now I’m sitting in my armchair wondering what to do. I can hear traffic outside and the patter of rain on the ground by my front door, almost like the soft sound as a cat licks itself before settling down to sleep.
Maybe I’ll stay downstairs and hope that I can doze, or go back to bed and try and sleep with the radio murmuring softly. Insomnia is not my friend.
Soon it will be dawn again, things to do. But with the change of the clocks I always feel jet-lagged, unsettled, trying to find my comfortable place.
Maybe writing here, using my thoughts of other things will clip the earworm and stop the repetitive tune. I do hope so. Goodnight.
One of my cats, last night he was keeping the bed warm for me, no thanks. 27°C in the day and not much cooler last night. I think he was rather warm too. As soon as I sat on the bed he was off. He’s not a teddy bear sort of cat.
The cats are all over the place in this weather, they disappear in the day, only to come in for fresh water and the occasional meal. But they seem happy. I’m hoping for some rain soon.
Meanwhile I have decided to have another quiet day. Sitting in a darkened room, I’m shattered by tiredness and the heat.
Oh dear, I’m not on line as much and my stats are going down. I’ve been in choir performances over the last few days and by the time I get home I’m usually exhausted and fall asleep. At the moment I’ve nodded of a few times, I can hardly stay awake.
My neighbours hammering at 7am in the morning which doesn’t help. I think he is knocking the plaster off the walls of his kitchen where it is damp. Anyway I’ll write more later x
Mallaband-Brown 