Was so tired last night that I had to go to bed at 7:30. Not depressed tired, just felt like I didn't go to sleep, I would fall down where I stood. I didn't feel good yet I have no symptoms that I was aware of. As a result, I woke up at 3:30 and got on the computer. Had to decide if I wanted to stay up or go back to bed. Why I don't go back to bed, I don't understand. I know that would be best. Perhaps I just had to get my nightmares out of my head. Doesn't matter as when I went back to bed I ended up with even worst nightmares. I am tired. It seems as though the nightmares make me even more tired. Is that possible?
Still more laundry to do and I also want to weed. I am not interested in gardening this year and if you knew me, you would be greatly surprised. We get this creeping Charlie-some call it creeping Jenny. Which ever, it's a bitch to get rid of. And my knees no longer co-operate. I am usually planting annuals and new perennials by now. Bah. Haven't even bought any. Also want to box up tons of stuff to take to church for their annual sale. Even the good stuff. Murano glass. McCoy pottery, antiques and tons of cool crap. I will not have another garage sale. Have done way too many of them. WAY too many. I could take some to the E-bay store but isn't everything Craig's list now? I feel good about this as God seems to be telling me that if I want to simplify my life and make this house a home. That is what I want. No boxes to trip over. And perhaps this will encourage Hunter to repair the walls and such.
Two more packs of smokes and I am done. Ready to become a bitch on wheels. Well ok, first I will become a bitch on feet until I get some breathing abilities back. And hopefully by then, the urge to become a bitch will have left me. I don't expect it to cure my depression but it has to help. Wish me luck. Peace.