Typing while asleep

Posted on June 29, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Can't type, Dozing, Fun, Humour, Keyboard, Laugh, Nodding, Sleep, Sleeping, Tired10 Comments

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I like blogging, but lately I’ve been nodding off when I’m doing it. I start typing and then I fall asleep. My finger stays on the keyboard and I end up typing random letters like ‘:hh:j=jm

I can’t help it the tiredness is being caused by a lack of sleep at night and then busy days.

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There I go again. Not through trying to sstat awake. Stay Awake…. The heat isn’t helping.

Going tj :ed soon. (going to bed soon) can’t keep my eyes o or eb b do no it want to sedep yet

Can feel my eyes going. Got to sleep. Vvvv::jjńnjkk.

Gnighg.

Sitting in the summerhouse

Posted on June 29, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Bad poem, Hay-fever, Heat, Micro poem, Micro poetry, Poem, Poetry, Summerhouse, TiredLeave a comment

1561831733078548673259659139220 — In the summerhouse

Writing the summerhouse,

In the baking heat,

Trying to relax and stretch,

On a hot seat.

No double glazed windows

No insulation to keep us cool.

Only the doors to open

See the little pool.

The steam is rising from my head,

My feet feel like lead.

Hot and humid

Wringing wet

Skin is dripping

With sweat.

Then the radio blared out

34 degrees at Heathrow

Cold, cool, frozen, water, shivering, teeth chattering….none of these are here right now.

If I had got ice or ice cream I would eat it like snow.

Thats what I want, you know.

Darkening sky and rising breeze,

Thunder rumbles overhead

Drops of water trickle down

Now heat and wind have fled.

A streak of lightening,

A whip of lightening Streaks the air

Then the pub returns a blare

Of House, rap, and garage music.

It’s not the heat that drives me in.

But the beat that does my head in!

Sleep, circadian rhythms….

Posted on June 26, 2019June 26, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Age, Aging, Asleep, Bed, Early night, Insomnia, Late night, Life, Rest, Sleep, TiredLeave a comment

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Dear Agony Aunt,

My sleep patterns have stayed the same for twenty years. Staying up late was to do with being awake when my husband got in from work around 1am. I would then have to get up for work in the morning so was always tired. He could sleep in later as he was on a permanent “noon” shift. Now however he goes to bed a lot earlier than me. If I go to bed early I have to read to relax and then I can nod off. He, on the other hand, must be in a different time zone to me. He goes to bed if I have to go out in the evening. The last two nights when I got in he was in bed by 9.30pm.

Great you say. But then he woke up at 2am as I was coming to bed and we ended up chatting till 4am. It was getting light.

So Dear Agony Aunt, what do I do? Eschew grown up bedtimes and go to bed early. This would have the effect of trying to get us back in sync, but I would have to miss late night TV and news. Or should I just go to bed when I want, which would at least prevent me lying in bed trying to get to sleep for hours. I’m hoping this is a phase. My hubby is getting older but he lives on nervous energy, he’s always moving and talking in the day, and it’s like his batteries have drained in the evening. Maybe I should make him strong coffee….

Busy

Posted on May 24, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Exhausted?, Life, Photo, Poem, Poverty, Rest, Sleep, Sunset, TiredLeave a comment

I’m busy, tired, aching, rushed,

I’m going to rest

I’m going to sleep

I’m going to bed

Early,

Soon,

So I can wake refreshed

Relieved,

Rested

Reinvigorated…

But not yet

Not for a while,

After this programme….

Oh, now its late

Oops.

Just put up a restful photo from up the top of the hill. It may turn into a painting, but not tonight. It’s from a few days ago. I was to tired to post it before now..

Tired of being ill

Posted on May 15, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Blogging, Digital sketch, Fed up, Life, Micro poetry, Poem, Poetry, Tired2 Comments

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Sharp spring cold

Throat burning

Nose running

Fed up of it

Tired of it

I hate this

I want to paint

Instead I sleep

What a long day

Posted on May 14, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Ache, Cold, Cough, Illness, Life, Tired, Waiting, Yorkshire2 Comments

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I’ve felt better.

I got up early this morning because we were due to drive up to Yorkshire to visit a friend. But I felt lousy. My hubby has had a bad cough and sore throat. Well now I’ve got it too.

No chance of driving all that way, we were going to visit Fountains Abbey, but I guess I will have to wait until I’m better and we can book to go again.

Life is topsy turvey. Everything is mixed up now. I had planned to do things but it feels like I am being held back. Ah well that’s life.

Goodnight x

Busy in the garden

Posted on May 12, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Bee, Cotoneaster, Environment, Flowers, Fun, Garden, Gardening, Life, Organic, Photos, Planting, TiredLeave a comment

Most weekends I’ve been busy recently with other things, but I decided to get out and plant up tomatoes in the grow bags and added some pepper plants ( which had sadly been partly munched by slugs). We don’t use any pesticides or herbicides so everything just keeps growing and we seem to have lots of bees round the cotoneaster flowers. We saw a couple of butterflies too. There is a bare patch where we are having a summer house put in soon. Then I can get some clematis growing over the fence.

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Blurry shot of a bee on the cotoneaster plant. Its covered in tiny flowers so very attractive to them.

Working on something else

Posted on May 11, 2019May 11, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Acrylic on canvas, Art, Cat, Late night painting, Painting, Poem, Poetry, Rhyme, Tiger, TiredLeave a comment

Don’t ask what I am?

I’m not what you think

I was to be

The Tiger that hid.

Now I’m out in the open

Between land and sky

I could be a tiger

Flying up high.

I could be a kite

Streamers in the wind

Kicking back and forwards

Strings all spinned.

I am a little painting

Of a tiny tiger face

Or a cat with whiskers flaring

Out into space.

Finding time?

Posted on May 1, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Blogging, Busy, Life, No Time, Politics, Time, Tired2 Comments

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What a week! I’m in the midst of campaigning in the local elections. I won’t go into details or mention the party I’m standing for. I don’t want to get into a political ramble here.

It’s just been mad. I’ve hardly been home. I haven’t had time to blog. My legs feel like they are about to drop off because I’ve done so much walking. My back is aching from jarring it coming down some steep steps. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I’ve spoken to lots of people and met some really interesting characters. I want to help with their problems and try and make a difference. The only problem is politics has become a real antagonism to some people. With everything going on nationally it is having an effect locally.

So life is busy at the moment. But I hope to try and fit blogging back in again soon.

Sore throat

Posted on March 30, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Earache, Illness, Life, Sore throat, Tired2 Comments

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Over the last couple of months I’ve had a sore throat every few days. I don’t know why. I think it’s to do with the weather. We have warm weather, then cold. I feel fed up because I have things I want and need to do but I don’t feel up to it. Even my ears are aching. I guess I’m moaning about something that is very minor and trivial in comparison with serious illnesses.

I will take some tablets and get some throat lozenges…. If I’m quiet here (pun intended) you know why.

Mallaband-Brown

Tag: Tired