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It's gross to say it, but I sure am tired of the post-cold mucus production I'm experiencing. It feels like my head does nothing but produce mucus, day in, day out. Clearing my throat, blowing my nose, not being able to hear right. I'm drinking lots of water, flushing with the neti pot daily and taking decongestants. My sinuses insist on making more. Take a note, nose: I'm bored with the yuck feeling--can we get on with it, already? Please?
Yesterday, I woke up and went to meditation after about three and a half hours of sleep. I thought that the day would feel extremely long and that I would have to take a nap at lunch just to survive the day. Instead, it would seem I had energy to burn--I worked steadily all day, took a short lunch, went home after work to cook dinner, cleaned the kitchen, did two loads of dishes, and spent the remainder of the evening reading material I barely understand about physics. I even had trouble getting to sleep.
Today is a different story. I still went to meditation, but feel a little groggy after roughly six hours of sleep. I think the perfect amount of sleep for me comes in increments of three and half hours or so. Seven hours works, and evidently I can survive on half that. But, six hours? Not so much.
I have to convert my current building design from concrete block to insulated concrete forms at the request of the owner. The insulated concrete forms produce a larger total wall thickness, which means all kinds of small adjustments to the plans. Fun fun fun.
Today, it would seem that I have little of interest to say.
Yesterday, I woke up and went to meditation after about three and a half hours of sleep. I thought that the day would feel extremely long and that I would have to take a nap at lunch just to survive the day. Instead, it would seem I had energy to burn--I worked steadily all day, took a short lunch, went home after work to cook dinner, cleaned the kitchen, did two loads of dishes, and spent the remainder of the evening reading material I barely understand about physics. I even had trouble getting to sleep.
Today is a different story. I still went to meditation, but feel a little groggy after roughly six hours of sleep. I think the perfect amount of sleep for me comes in increments of three and half hours or so. Seven hours works, and evidently I can survive on half that. But, six hours? Not so much.
I have to convert my current building design from concrete block to insulated concrete forms at the request of the owner. The insulated concrete forms produce a larger total wall thickness, which means all kinds of small adjustments to the plans. Fun fun fun.
Today, it would seem that I have little of interest to say.