I adore Bob’s Burgers. So much that Archer is weird now.
I have been neglectful of my blogging responsibilities. I am sorry. I have been spending all weekend rearranging my living space with the assistance of my family. We are not quite done, because they move like turtles. Well, they did until we straightened some things out. I like to give orders 1 through 10 and have them completed. Now go away and leave me until I need you again or work on task X. We were working as I was giving an instruction and waiting for it. Ugh. No. We sorted through a ton of my makeup and skincare. I feel well organized, because if I can argue my way into a couple more steps, I will be quite independent.
I was going to do my blog about beauty today, but I decided to nap. I think it was a great idea, because I was out. From 3 until 6. But here I am at 1 am, exhausted and unable to sleep. I don’t understand. How does this keep happening? I try to stay up, I fall asleep out of exhaustion, just a bit, and I’m still awake! I see another sleep study in my future!
I finished my medicine from the infection I had on Saturday. I felt great! Unfortunately, my tongue is starting to tingle and swell and go numb again. My lips a bit, too. My husband is off tomorrow for his eye appointment. I dont want him to drag me to the doctor. Besides. I don’t want to go. I’ve NEVER had anything weird like this before! I don’t want to be around any more sick people (acutely). (Contagious)
For those who spend much time in bed, how do you configure your kingdom? I wonder if some of my back pain is in my setup, and would love some ideas of what to change!
One of the things I was going to do was pick up a book instead of a tablet at this hour. I sensed my husband was semi awake. He is autistic, what they used to call Aspergers, though not formally diagnosed*. I asked if he had a book light. He asked if I was going to read. I replied exasperated “No, I’m going to perform a colonoscopy!” He shot back he’d get the better flashlight. Thing with him, though, and all autistic people are different, although some are similar, you don’t know if it was sleep mutter, deadpan humour, or strict logic.
*Our daughter was diagnosed in 7th or 8th grade and the staff all commented on how exactly alike they are. Eerily alike. They look alike, they think alike, yeah.
So that’s been what I’ve been up to. Someone else is walking around the house. Probably my daughter, the other Insomniac. She’s so tired during the day, too. We should make a boys club and a girls club. The girls can sleep all day, the boys can bring us food when they have time, and they can go to work during the day and sleep at night. Our daughter and I will stay up and watch Netflix. 😂. Our son has daycamp. We should cross paths morning and evening. Oh, goodness, can you imagine? Shift Workers do it, and it must be great for those who are dedicated or wired that way. I’m not really sleeping at all, just four to five hours altogether. It’s not helping me fight whatever body is fighting. I spend hours just lying here resting. I used to be a 9 hour a night person. My whole life.
I hope you have a great sleep!
PS Sorry I sound kind of grouchy. 🤐 I dont want to be around me either! 😄