Sleep

Somehow I’ve learnt to relax, I’m getting better at letting my muscles loosen and feeling so tense.

I was talking to someone and they suggested thinking of a word of at least 7 letters. Maybe omnibus? the idea then is to take each individual letter, one at a time, and think of several words starting with that letter. For instance:

Oval

Occipital

Organic

Oscillating

Overall

Then the next letter…

Mobile

Manic

Masters

Malleable

And so on. Because you are thinking of different words it takes your mind off anything else, mostly be the time I get to the third letter I’ve got to sleep. Think of a new word each time, it seems to work.

I need to do more..

We need to move, I need to move, I’m becoming too sedentary, stuck in the mud. I have some exercises to do, but I put the sheets down somewhere and now I can’t find them. When I pick things up I shake too much and it’s hard to grip things. But I will try. Even if it’s just gentle stretches. Muscle wastes if it’s not used and I’m finding moving more difficult since I’ve had this virus. I feel shut in and fed up.

I will have to find those exercise sheets. I really need to get moving. I do chair yoga and that helps a bit.

Attached

Being ill and not seeing many people has made me fed up. I’ve taken solace in some books, like the Martian by Andy Weir and We solve Murders, the new mystery by Richard Osman. But I’ve become attached to my phone. I feel lost if I’m not checking out posts on Instaounce and Facepost! And in close second is TV and YouCone. I’ve become engrossed by old sci-fi programmes.

I want to break this habit, I need exercise, but it’s not happening at the moment! Too many dopamine hits? Boo x

At the top of the stairs

This munchkin was curled up by my bookcase at the top of the stairs this morning. He’s a medium sized cat and just about fits, he was well asleep but one of the others ran past and disturbed him. He’s like a little guard, he follows me about and keeps an eye on me. The only problem is the risk of tripping up over him. The other boy cat sleeps on a step halfway up the stairs…. And it’s a good job he has white on him or I could go head over heels!

Winter sun

Sun glancing through the stairs window in January. I don’t have a window cleaner and the ivy is growing up and in the way and the glass ornaments on the windowsill. But I like the chaotic jumble of colour and shadow. I’m not very organised about anything anymore. By the time I’ve walked upstairs I’m ready to fall over. Dusting? I haven’t done that in a while. I need to get my act together. Anyway not much else to be said.

Early dawn

Last night was another sleepless night. I tried a milky hot cocoa then quietly listening to a classical music radio station. I’d stayed downstairs because I have a chesty cough and it’s better to sleep sitting or pillowed up. Finally at just after 7am I gave up and went to bed. I took this photo at the top of the stairs as the faint light blush from the sunrise started to colour the sky. The view is blocked by various trees including a large straggly goat willow. I managed to get comfortable and slept. Then unfortunately someone rang me at 9.15am! After that I’ve been ringing other people so I suppose I’d better stay up.

Sore throat.

I’m feeling rough today, I have a very sore throat, but I also have a very achy back. If I bend forward I’m getting shooting pains down my leg. I feel shattered and I’m trying to look after myself, drinking plenty of fluids and taking pain killers. Last week I managed to go shopping, and I noticed lots of people were coughing and sneezing, I guess that’s where I caught whatever this is?

Sorry to be moany. I need to get things  done tbat I had planned to do today, feeling frustrated. I  guess I’m looking for sympathy, I want to be fit and healthy, rant over!

It’s 11.30pm

Had a quiet day. Upset stomach (you don’t need to know). Slept most of it, kept warm. Left the milk outside too shaky to get it.

Interesting dreams, and nightmares. Cats kept me company. Paws for thought. Like miniature lions on plinths, standing guard while I snoozed.

Memory of watching rain then snow fall, then rain again. Had a bit of breakfast at 2pm, but nothing else but black decaff coffee. Stomach cramps stopped more.

Listened to radio at 5pm. Unbelievable words from across the pond. Not President yet talks about invading Greenland, Canada as 51st state, going into Panama. Am I delusional? Later a spokesman said he was joking. Piecing it together he also spoke about windmills killing whales, dripping taps, expelling millions. I’m not the deluded one.

Normal posting will resume tomorrow hopefully.

Quiet 1.1.25

I haven’t done much.

The front door remained closed

The curtains the same.

No reason to go out,

No wish to speak

Warm enough to sleep

Quiet enough to rest

My heart misses a beat

When a figure passes the door.

Watching TV a while

Reading a book to make me smile

Why bother to move

Just have a coffee, a sandwich

And snooze.

Contemplation or hiding?

You choose.