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Jul. 26th, 2018 07:09 pmI slept in this morning, but there was someone in looking for a hug about every 45 minutes (both of them did it, not just Cordelia). I ended up with anxiety dreams all the way through. I had somehow managed to reformat my laptop so that I had most of my applications but couldn't find any of my files and couldn't access the internet. I had to get online because I couldn't get my class schedule any other way and also couldn't find out where I was supposed to live or where to get food. So a lot of anxiety all wrapped up in one dream that I couldn't get out of even when I kept getting woken up.
I got up at 9, feeling sort of like I'd been smacked with a psychic brick. That is, my head didn't hurt, but I was dazed and groggy and having trouble making my brain work. My morning tea didn't helped that aspect of it. My body felt more awake, but my brain felt about ten yards behind.
If it weren't Thursday, I'd have lain down again, but I had a lot to do before the cleaning lady came in.
At this point, I'm feeling stressed and exhausted and headachy. I kind of just want to go to bed, but it'll be a while before I can. Tomorrow, I need to be up by about 8:30, even if Cordelia's good without me, as I've got an appointment at 1:00 on the other side of town. I need to confirm that my SIL is coming down to drive me there as, if she isn't, I'll need to get the bus there. I'm pretty sure I can manage that. I'd rather not, but it's doable.
I need to sit down and map the deadlines for things I've committed to writing. That will let me know which projects need priority. I think I've only got two obligations. I've just lost track of the dates for both.
I got up at 9, feeling sort of like I'd been smacked with a psychic brick. That is, my head didn't hurt, but I was dazed and groggy and having trouble making my brain work. My morning tea didn't helped that aspect of it. My body felt more awake, but my brain felt about ten yards behind.
If it weren't Thursday, I'd have lain down again, but I had a lot to do before the cleaning lady came in.
At this point, I'm feeling stressed and exhausted and headachy. I kind of just want to go to bed, but it'll be a while before I can. Tomorrow, I need to be up by about 8:30, even if Cordelia's good without me, as I've got an appointment at 1:00 on the other side of town. I need to confirm that my SIL is coming down to drive me there as, if she isn't, I'll need to get the bus there. I'm pretty sure I can manage that. I'd rather not, but it's doable.
I need to sit down and map the deadlines for things I've committed to writing. That will let me know which projects need priority. I think I've only got two obligations. I've just lost track of the dates for both.
