Went to bed at midnight, which is late for me. We were watching the Independence Day festivities.
Woke up at 2 with pain issues. Managed to find a comfortable position, went back to sleep.
Woke up at 3 with pain issues. Managed to find a comfortable position, went back to sleep.
Woke up at 4 with pain issues. Could not manage to find a comfortable position, got up. Decided to be productive, wrote 1181 words and edited 4 pages.
Went back to bed at 7, crashed hard.
Woke up at 10, which is not normal, but I also don’t normally go back to bed at 7. Had coffee and breakfast. Launched a new book.
Okay, let’s do this.
Went grocery shopping with Katie around 1. On the walk to the store we had our weekly household meeting. We’re both slammed. Things are going well. We’re busy because things are going well, but things are going well because we’re busy. Oroboros.
Got home around 3:30. Put groceries away. Heated up some leftovers for lunch. Watched some YouTube. Wanted to stream a Christmas movie, but the internet is oddly slow. Neighbors are probably running an illegal LAN again and sucking up all the bandwidth in the neighborhood (I know that’s not how it works, get off my lawn).
It’s now around 5. Need to make some coffee and spike it with Bailey’s (I have taken up drinking for Advent). Then I have to consolidate the notes I made on my phone in Keep with my bullet journals. Still need to put down more word count.
Wait, I need to deal with a customer who has a problem with a book. I look at the book. Don’t see the problem described. Politely email them back. No, no, there’s a problem. I meticulously look things over to make sure I’m not missing something. Nope. I send another polite email. They answer back. Oops, it wasn’t that book, it was this other book. I fix it. Not an issue anyone has ever mentioned before, but it’s not the hill I’m going to die on today.
Also, get off my lawn.
Okay, let’s do this.
There are still dishes in the sink. I need to take the trash out, too. I need a lackey personal assistant.
At some point I need to read the instructions on my new meds so I can begin taking them. I have to translate them from Finnish to make sure I’m reading it correctly. See, if I take those then maybe I can start sleeping through the night.
Tomorrow I need to be up at 6, because I have a to-do list that fills a whole page. As I thought of that, I went into the bedroom and set the alarm.
Enough time will have passed between alcohol and bedtime that I can pop some ibuprofen. The plan is to hit the sack at a reasonable hour.
I still have today’s to-do list to finish and word count to make.