1807-1805

Three days went skipping by--and now I'm trying to catch up as much as I can. Saturday I went to RSB morning class--and there was no Rescue dance to go to afterward. Thus began the long weekend where I spent a lot of the time doing BIG--or if not then sleeping.

Although the sleep was intermittent--not done at night but a lot of it during the day (daze).

The daughter's family and MD were all recovering from their stomach upset--that I gratefully managed to avoid. I felt rheumy--but ate my way through the hours. My metabolism seemed to be craving sustenance--so I ate whatever came in front of me.

Sunday was a quiet day--everyone was either sleeping or on the road.

And then there was today--a day (daze) of turbulence and jumble. Once again I spent way too much time dinking with the new phone last night--I'm having a lot of difficulty setting up everything that the phone can do and that I would like to use. But the device's interface is really voluminous--and there's so much cross functionality that I can't seem to stabilize the features.

I was frustrated when I finally had to leave for the PD support group meeting this morning--not RSB. I clearly felt that I would be better off doing an RSB session--but I also felt like I needed to go to the meeting.

Turns out that 2 hours of sitting in the meeting--listening to 25+ people share their host of issues fragged me. I had a BIG session scheduled around 2pm--I came home, ate some lunch, and tried to nap. I managed to sleep some--but not nearly like what I needed. My BIG session was the worse one I've done. I felt heavy and dull--and my movements were clumsy and stiff. And I still have a BIG session to do before bedtime.

Tomorrow I'll do an RSB in the morning--and a BIG in the afternoon. A little while ago, I downed a V8 Fusion--and seem to feel better already. Thank the queen--for her wonderful caffeine!