Hi there. I'm sipping tea and considering a nap. Nora has decided that four in the morning is a reasonable wakeup time. She's wrong, of course, but fighting her is out of the question.
I think I've found the secret to making me rest more often - make the house hotter. In an effort to save money I've reset the thermostat to 80 during the day. I feel like I'm slogging through soup. By lunch in ready for a nap.
Of course, it may just be because Nora is sleeping poorly and I'm overwhelmed by financial concerns. My initial coping mechanism is to sleep until it's over. After a say, our so, I enter reality and act like a grown up, again.
I'm still avoiding meat. Being vegetarian while shopping at a chain store is a little boring. I also had the misfortune of having to toss all of my salad for the week out due to recall, so most of my meals were a bit tricky. I ate more rice than I wanted to as a result. I know lack of variety will be my downfall.
Most of my life is boring. I'm poor. And the tunnel seems very, very long.
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