Monday Morning Coming Down
I had one day off, now I will be going back to work.
I didn't sleep particularly well last night, there were just too many thoughts swirling in my head and they just would not quiet down.
As a result, I am tired, just dead tired. Of course, the time change was this weekend, and though I adjust to "fall back" better than I do "spring forward" the shift still takes its toll. I wish I could have stayed home yesterday, but I had to make a flying trip to Moncton for groceries. I would have waited until Thursday, but we needed some "special rations" for Dan because he is going for a colonoscopy on Friday. Jello, clear soup, clear fruit juices and phoso-soda are now all stocked up and we are ready to go.
Dan's diverticulitus has been kicking up this last while and it has really been dragging him down, energy wise. He finds it frustrating which I can understand. His Dr does not think this is terribly serious, but I worry none the less.
I wish that had enough money so that I could tell him he could quit that job he has at that horrible place, and just retire. Dan spent his life supporting a number of people without so much as a "thank-you" let alone a modicum of respect.
Right now, I am just tired too.
I didn't sleep particularly well last night, there were just too many thoughts swirling in my head and they just would not quiet down.
As a result, I am tired, just dead tired. Of course, the time change was this weekend, and though I adjust to "fall back" better than I do "spring forward" the shift still takes its toll. I wish I could have stayed home yesterday, but I had to make a flying trip to Moncton for groceries. I would have waited until Thursday, but we needed some "special rations" for Dan because he is going for a colonoscopy on Friday. Jello, clear soup, clear fruit juices and phoso-soda are now all stocked up and we are ready to go.
Dan's diverticulitus has been kicking up this last while and it has really been dragging him down, energy wise. He finds it frustrating which I can understand. His Dr does not think this is terribly serious, but I worry none the less.
I wish that had enough money so that I could tell him he could quit that job he has at that horrible place, and just retire. Dan spent his life supporting a number of people without so much as a "thank-you" let alone a modicum of respect.
Right now, I am just tired too.