Tired of tired

To the bone tired. If one solid night of sleep in the same bed as Mike could be had things might look different. Today, everything is a struggle. Emotions are thin, eyes are bleary, the brain can't even shift into first gear and combing the hair seems like a chore.

This is Mike's steroid week. He has way too much energy and his sleep comes in fits and starts. He was up plenty last night, seemed like every fifteen minutes, though I'm sure it wasn't like that at all. I don't know if him being up and down made the dogs restless but they bumped and banged in the hallway a good portion of the night. Sleep was interrupted and today feels like a hang-over.

It's 27 degrees out and that is where I should be but I can't even bring myself to put on socks (too much work). There was the brief trip outside in my PJ's to feed the birds and that felt like enough. I should go snowshoeing. My old friend Neal got me out snowshoeing on Monday. It was beautiful. We saw three grouse, had tea and laughs after and on the way home I saw an otter periscoping up and down in an open hole near the bridge. I know it would be nice and I would get some reward for getting out but....I'm tired.

This whole gig is getting old and I'm tired of that too.

So, I'm considering a little nap before Mike comes home. He's supposed to be home at noon and we are going to ride up to Jan's for massages. Maybe curling up on the couch with the dogs is the therapy needed to snap some of this ho-hum out of the bones. Get rid of some of this tired because it's bad enough to be tired - worse still to be tired of being tired....it's all so...tiring.

Peace
Karen