Do no more on your good days and no less on your bad days.

I totally over did it yesterday. 

Going all over town (driving which still stresses me out) and then having a houseful of people and noisy small children… was so not smart.  Though if I was a half full kinda gal (which for the record… I am definitely not) I’d say at least my Turkish rug seems to been spared any further abuse on this occasion.  

On top of that what was a very long and tiring day, I couldn’t get to sleep last night and then was awake at stupid early o’clock for a Sunday morning which shits me to tears.  I hate waking up and feeling so dopey that it takes another couple of hours before I really feel like I’m awake…. though in truth I’m not much more compis mentis at the end of my days lately than I am at the beginning.  For example I don’t remember writing that drivel from last night (just read it back now and went ‘Huh?’ / “WTF mate?’) 

So I’ve had a bad day and now I feel like shit and I’ve got stuff to do and I can’t cos my back hurts too much, I’ve a headache that’s making me feel like the bits on the inside of the head wanna be bits on the outside of the head and … and … and… well… fuckin’ blargh!!!  So all in all I’ve managed very little today and spent the time feeling sad…. quiet…. lonely….  and kinda listless all day. 

All day that is bar exactly 3mins and 24secs when The Cat Empire’s – ‘The Rhythm’ came on my iPod and for a fleeting moment I felt like dancing until I remembered that if I did… it was going to hurt sooner or later.

 
Bee count:
42 down …112 to go.

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