Sleepless again..

Posted on January 23, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged blogging when I should be sleeping, Early morning, Humour, Insomnia, Late night, Life, Not able to sleep, Sleepy, TiredLeave a comment

Can’t sleep and I have an ear worm going round in my head ‘all I need is you, all I need is you, and all I ever knew only you’ all because I’m singing at a choir festival on Saturday and I had to learn the backing tune to our rendition of ‘only you’ by Yazoo.

I’m also panicking because I’m in another choir, also singing, but I can’t even remember the song, let alone the words, for that one. All I can remember is that it’s a song by Robert (Rabie) Burns, because it is Burns night on Saturday, when the wee Haggis is praised….

So, trying to sleep in an armchair, but I can’t get off. They recommend you don’t use screens at night, but I’m bored, listening to a little bit of Radio. Got to be out early. No doubt I will be tired out….

I will go back to bed moaning about how tired I am, to listen to snores from someone who doesn’t have that problem….

Cat tree

Posted on January 21, 2020 Posted in Cat, UncategorizedTagged Asleep, Cat, Cat tree, Cats, Curled up, Humour, Tired, Warm2 Comments

In winter the cats retreat to their cat tree. It’s angled to be close to the radiator. The female fits neatly on her tray. But the male is more squashed up. He squeezes on but his leg and tail sometimes flop off the edge. His tray is slightly further away from the radiator, bur they have always kept the same positions, they don’t swap. Sometimes if they get too hot they go off in search of different places. Then comes the battle of the armchairs. The cats know which is my hubby’s and like stealing his seat if he goes out of the room….

If I coukd I would shrink down to cat size and curl up on the top tray above the two cats and relax. They don’t use it so it’s free….

When you’re hurt…

Posted on January 21, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged depressed, Grey, Hurt, Injured, Life, Pain, Poem, Poetry, Sad, Time, TiredLeave a comment

Everything feels grey.

Pain enfold you,

sucks you in

imobilises you..

The world is small

your house is a cocoon,

hiding your body from the world.

Turning your face from the sun,

learning not to want

not to care,

not to bother,

feeling sore

feeling fed up,

being annoyed by everything.

Not knowing how to escape,

mind tied down

like Gulliver

but unable to travel,

finding no way out

in a hole

deep

lost.

Read through this cat!

Posted on January 19, 2020 Posted in Cat, UncategorizedTagged Art, Blogging, Cat, Cats sleeping, Curled up, Fun, Newspaper, Paper, Sleep, Tired6 Comments

Is your cat asleep on your Sunday paper? Snuggled up and warm? How can I possibly move him…. Two hours… Four hours.. Finally he went off for some food an I got the chance to read the paper.

I think cats can sleep up to 16 hours a day? well I might be wrong. Mine usually find the warmest spot and snooze. Sometimes when they are dreaming they twitch. That’s interesting to watch, whiskers and paws moving rapidly. Tail flicking. Ears moving. What interesting dreams they must have….

Cats are beautiful to paint, they are sleek and lithe. They make interesting shapes and are graceful. As you can tell I’m a fan.

Staying up late

Posted on January 16, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Dark, Doze, Early morning, Late night, Night, Poem, Poetry, Sleep, TiredLeave a comment

If it was summer

The dawn would be arriving,

If it was autumn

The sun would be up in a while

But winter fails the light

Sun stays abed

Darkness rules

And my mind

In need of peace

Stays awake

And I stay with it

Up late

Before it’s early. Tired

Dozing in a warm glow

of remembered sunsets.

My day ran out

Posted on January 7, 2020January 7, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Insomnia, Life, Moon, Rest, Sky, Sleep, TiredLeave a comment

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Night came out and I didn’t notice, busy doing things, running out of time. Moon and stars are up and shifting sideways, sliding like quick silver across the sky. Two minutes to midnight, almost bedtime. Maybe I’ll sleep tonight. Its January but its too warm. Finding it hard to sleep without throwing the bedding off me. When I’m feeling like this I don’t want the heating on.

Still it’s good to rest. Wake up before dawn. Sleep might come. Day is done.

Sunset

Posted on December 29, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Day and night, Daylenght, Life, Light and dark, Sad, TiredLeave a comment

IMG_20160522_204446 Well not quite yet. But soon. Another day has drained away. I was going to do more today. It didn’t happen.

If I lived in the tropics it would be warmer and brighter. But the disadvantage is that the sun goes down about the same time every day, and day and night lengths are around the same all year round.

To be honest if I could move to the southern hemisphere for half of the year I might. I just can’t wait for summer.

Longer days, more time to fit things in. Less night and darkness.

Got to tidy up

Posted on December 22, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Blogging, Books, Christmas, Clean up, Life, Papers, Tidy, Tired, untidy8 Comments

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I don’t like to admit it, but my house is a mess. This is one bit of it. It’s not all that bad, but I need to go through things and shred them or burn them. Why? Because I don’t like putting personal documents out in the bin. There are so many people who can take your details and use them. I wonder whether posting on line is safe sometimes although I try not to go into specifics.

Friends keep telling me that creative people are messy. I think I agree with that. But I need to tidy up. Now I’m feeling a bit better I might be able to do it before Christmas.

Help!

Finished Mural

Posted on December 13, 2019December 13, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged acrylic on wall, Acrylic paint, Art, Blogging, Cold, Commission, Flu, Friends, Life, Mural, Painting, Staffordshire, Tired6 Comments

Finished and varnished! Well after being struck down by a severe head cold all week it was touch and go if I could get this done. But I was doing the lower part of it, so only had to climb up at the end for a few minutes to varnish the painted bits at the top. I now feel like c**p to be honest. But I’d promised to get it done (a bit like Boris) (grr) (people in Britain will know what I’m on about)…… The people I did it for are really pleased.

Awake 4. 29am

Posted on December 10, 2019December 10, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Awake, Breathing, Cold, Drop, Insomnia, Nose, Sleepless, Snoring, Snotty, TiredLeave a comment

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In the kitchen, just wondering how to get to sleep. Have to wear a breathing mask at night, but when your nose is like a dripping tap things get awkward. You either push the mask aside and blow your nose, while getting the full force of the air coming through the machine like a cool hairdryer on full blast. Or you have to sit up, take the mask off fully and have a big blow, or combine it with getting a drink from the kitchen as your mouth is dry, which seems to encourage more mucus. I’m thinking of getting some hot lemon and honey again. It’s nice and soothing as my throat is sore too. Meanwhile the cat is sleeping in my chair so I don’t want to disturb him. The moon has sailed through the heavens and set and the fridge is making some weird crackling sounds. I guess I will have to listen to that for a bit in case it does something strange. I think it’s just expanding and contracting, it’s always been noisy since we got it. Now I’ve decided to pull it away from the wall a bit more so it gets better air circulation…. In the meantime the land of nod seems further away, my shoulders are tense and I need to go to an appointment at 9.15am. What’s the phrase I’m looking for? Cest la Vie? Something like that.

Mallaband-Brown

Tag: Tired