Yesterday was a super day, felt good all day and got a bunch done. If only I could feel like that more consistently, not swing between full of energy and drive and then relapsing to little or no energy. That was my typical modus operandi bm (before meds), zippy one day and blah the next. I’d far rather prefer being on a more even keel.
So I got up in the morning, had a nice breakfast, sat on the deck and read a little, what a nice way to start the day. Spent the late morning doing a bit of garage organizing and then washed and vacuumed Mo’s car. After that, and I was beat by then being out in the sun, I checked out the fifth wheel hitch to see how it’d fit in the new truck. Looks like it should be good.
Went for dinner with Mom, Mo, and some family, all for Mo’s birthday which was Saturday, That was where the only real stress came out. Why the sisters need to talk about each other I don’t know, maybe it makes them feel better about themselves. P had come for dinner with us but had left just after we were done. She wasn’t 2 minutes out the door and Mo and F had to start yacking about her. Gossip put’s me off plain and simple. I seriously think they have some issues that need resolving.
So I went to bed around 10:30 and dropped right off. Unfortunately I awoke at 3:15 and again at 4ish, it was then I remembered I forgot to take my meds the night before. I seem to be doing that more frequently lately, is it a sign I’m getting better and my bodies telling me I should wean myself? Or am I just more forgetful? Either way I wonder if that was what disrupted my sleep?