Once again, I woke up feeling like I wanted to go right back to sleep. I woke up in the night and had trouble getting back to sleep. I hadn’t changed my sheets on my regular schedule last week. I try to be in a routine where I change them on payday, but it had been three weeks, so I changed them off schedule today. I’ll either use these sheets for only a week or stretch them out to three to get myself back onto my regular schedule.
I wasn’t hungry for breakfast, so I just didn’t eat any. I did have a morning espresso to wake me up. I ended up eating my breakfast sandwich at my morning break. My day was once again not entirely as planned since I was the only member of my team “in” the office.
But at least the day went quickly with plenty to do.
I had a cry during lunch. Thinking again about how he had to keep secrets from my conscious mind. That I need to get back into writing about the secrets, even if it’s just for me.
I set up some overnight oats for tomorrow morning’s breakfast. I’ve got plans to do some writing in the morning, stop by the transfer station in the afternoon. I keep meaning to go to the hardware store and ask about screens for my windows; maybe I’ll get that done. I’ve got an appointment to get my flu and Covid shots tomorrow. After that, I’ll be heading into Boise to see John Scalzi on his book tour. Last time Scalzi was in town, Ambrose and I went together. I’m thinking of having him sign the book I plan on purchasing to Ambrose as a member of the Ghost Brigades.
As the right eye gets less blurry, I want to use it more, but it’s hard to reconcile the vision from the left and the right. It’s kind of headache-inducing. My forehead muscles are really sore today, though I’m not one hundred percent sure that’s from trying to focus.
Beautiful sunset tonight:
