Out of Sync perhaps but not out of Whack!
I am very tired today, it’s my own fault of course, l am really sluggish and l do not feel 100% in top top shape, not physically anyway, and whilst sure l am positive, my brain seems to be stuck somewhere else. It’s going to be one of those days as well. However looking at the positives from the negative, l am sitting here thinking “Rory you have got to get your shit together, this isn’t really the answer is it? Sitting here like something from a zombie film!”
I woke up Saturday just gone at 9.00am in the morning. Got up and showered, made a light breakfast and then finally Scrappy woke up at around 10.30am, and l took her out for her small walk. Little did l know that something that Saturday was going to cause me some kind of strangeness not sure which in truth. Friday night’s sleep to Saturday morning had not been easy, so maybe l should have seen this coming?
See, l got to bed later Friday night or rather Saturday morning – the time was 1.41am, l had been trying to improve my sleep pattern for the last week, so 1.41am, was actually 30 minutes too late to bed. The previous nights l had been managing to retire to slumber between 1am and 1.30am and arising again at around 7.30am. So maybe l should have seen that as a bit of an alarm bell.
It didn’t help that my sleep was restless from that time as well, the last time l remember seeing was 2.25am and then l guess l fell asleep, but l had nightmares for the night about of all things flesh eating raccoons! Not the most pleasant visions to have in your head l can tell you . But l awoke at 4.15am to pain in my shoulder and needing a pee, got up, took 2 tramadaols had a pee, went back to bed, then didn’t fall asleep straight away and my night of up and down just continued like that till l arose at 9am Saturday morning, figuring l had had perhaps at best an hours sleep all night.
However, my belief of ‘l’ll make it up tonight’ was foolish! I didn’t make my sleep back, because the reverse happened, l was more awake than l had been in ages – now what l should have done was been a grown up boy aka an adult and gone to bed but being a dumbass l slipped back into my old nightowl ways of believing of going to bed when l was really tired because that didn’t happen, and l saw the sun rise Sunday morning!!
Shit! Double shit, you absolute twit Matier! Was an expression similiar – not precisely but similiar – to what l actually said! So after a lousy night’s sleep Friday to Saturday l did the typical me thing and stayed awake all night and l was awake till ………….. 3am this morning when l could no longer even hold my eyes open and went to bed!
I awoke this morning at 9.11am … 43 hours awake is something the 26 year old me could do and did frequently, but the 56 year old me felt like death warmed up and then murdered this morning when my positive legs swung out of bed, leaving my head and brain still on the pillow.
The first coffee of the day resembled something akin to Dudley Moore after the dentist and drinking coffee at at the cafe in 1979’s 10 … remember that scene? Well that was my coffee this morning, how l missed my mouth is quite beyond my comprehension, but of course why am l surprised?? My head and brain were still on my pillow!!
By my third attempt at coffee, l was starting to think that maybe l should just give it a miss, clean up the mess and have a shave and shower which were bound to wake me and make me more refreshed and then take madam for her morning walk! We eventually got out at just past midday. I suddenly remembered not that l had specifically forgotten, but got my times jumbled up that Suze was home today from Australia.
I had been watching her progress last night on her flight, and so this morning l wanted to make sure the house was not spotless, but looking tidier, as really it meant a jolly deep clean hoover needed to be performed, when you live with a forever moulting dog hoovering is a really important part to housework and the last time l had hoovered the house was Friday.
Scrappy in the meanwhile was panting and pacing and throwing a strop on because we hadn’t gone for her walk, so it was all good times indeed!
Suze got back at around 3pm this afternoon, looking sleepier than l was .. you know that look after being cooped up in air flight for 24 hours? The sort of comical 1000 yard stare with moon eyes? Well Suze had that look which made me feel even tireder!
I had started to pen this post at 1.15pm ready for the 3.55pm slot, which was completely missed anyway, because at 1.20pm, l had said ‘Sod this for a game of soldiers and went to bed for an hour – which turned into a reality time of … well l awoke at 2.55pm, went to the toilet and Suze walked back through the door after her lift had dropped her off!
Here l still am writing the 3.55pm slot post that l started at 1.15pm at 6.05pm!! I am still sleepy as hell, l still feel shitty to boot! But, despite everything and applying my “to find the positive out of the negative” configuration, l am actually really happy that this happened to me – because it taught me a superb lesson making me think more to the line of Out of Sync perhaps but not out of Whack!
I will discuss this in time, just not this time! But it’s a valuable lesson and inspiration indeed! Great to have Suze back!