Okay, Saturday just sucked for me. Staying awake until 1am, and then I get woken up early (early for me on non-Girl Scout Saturdays). I just felt really discombobulated and just out of sorts. It’s really reflected in the fact that I have only a few pictures.
SO, I slept in. Sort of.
The significance of this time? From 1-that time? I was passed out in bed. Like completely down for the count, out of it, asleep. I laid down because I was getting really dizzy, sitting up. Usually a sign that my body is getting ready to shut down physically. If I fight it, I usually end up with a migraine. So, I listened to my body and laid down. I read, and the next thing I know, Josh is going “Hon, it’s 5:15. Do you want to get up?” I remember rolling over with a grunt, and then I don’t remember anything else until 90 minutes later when I woke up completely on my own.
I’m SO GLAD Josh was off today, because if he wasn’t, I’d be typing this with a migraine. I have a slight headache, but NOTHING compared to what I would have if I hadn’t been able to listen to my body and sleep.
I had the urge for a bath. I don’t get them often, and I knew that my body would really enjoy that. So, I had to clean the tub.
Then I got hot water, and added these lovely things to the bath. Bath smelt and FELT amazing!
While I was in the bath, I asked Josh to check the mail. My memory cards were out for delivery. Guess what he found instead? “Sorry we missed you” card. Oh, I was SO pissed. I’m STILL pissed. They never knocked on the door. grumble
Now I’m going to bed (this is set to pre-post. I’m writing it at 10:30). I’m just … ugh, hoping we don’t have to go anywhere tomorrow/today!