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cosmolinguistLast night was so fun (thank you for your good wishes, heh) but oh man did I pay for it. Not in being hungover, in having my usual kind of sleep-maintenance insomnia. I know from experience that it'll wake me up at times like, oh, 5:30 in the morning, no matter when I got to sleep. Even if as a totally hypothetical example I didn't get to sleep until after three...
At least I was able to drink water and not be hungover. But I might as well have been for how grim I felt this morning: I was brain-fogged, unable to lie comfortably in any position or with any amount of blankets, and feeling kind of queasy just from the sleep deprivation. Yet I couldn't sleep for the life of me. It was after eleven before I could drag myself up and into the shower and then downstairs to breakfast and tea in a "fake it til I make it" kind of way.
I nearly canceled on Stuart who I was finally planning to see this afternoon but I'm glad I didn't. I got the fiercest hug from him, the first he'll have had in a long while. And we had lots to catch up on. I only saw him about four times last year so am managing about the same rate this year; I am hopeful it'll improve now though.
I'm only awake this late because we had to wait for grocery shopping -- delivery window between 7 and 8 so of course it didn't get here until exactly 8-- for dinner to arrive, then the dog needed his traditional after-dinner pre-bedtime walk, thendiffrentcolours suggested ice cream, and now I've just eaten that. Time for bed!
At least I was able to drink water and not be hungover. But I might as well have been for how grim I felt this morning: I was brain-fogged, unable to lie comfortably in any position or with any amount of blankets, and feeling kind of queasy just from the sleep deprivation. Yet I couldn't sleep for the life of me. It was after eleven before I could drag myself up and into the shower and then downstairs to breakfast and tea in a "fake it til I make it" kind of way.
I nearly canceled on Stuart who I was finally planning to see this afternoon but I'm glad I didn't. I got the fiercest hug from him, the first he'll have had in a long while. And we had lots to catch up on. I only saw him about four times last year so am managing about the same rate this year; I am hopeful it'll improve now though.
I'm only awake this late because we had to wait for grocery shopping -- delivery window between 7 and 8 so of course it didn't get here until exactly 8-- for dinner to arrive, then the dog needed his traditional after-dinner pre-bedtime walk, then
diffrentcolours suggested ice cream, and now I've just eaten that. Time for bed!