Dec 23
My sleep is absolutely fucked beyond all measure.
Today was worst of all. Didn't go to sleep until 9am. Up at 2.30pm. Stumble around. Back to sleep by 5pm. Drag myself awake at 9pm.
I am basically doing nothing in a day. Managed to get Athena out for a walk. Pick up some further grocery supplies. Done. And that's a struggle.
Bleh. I need to get my sleeping back on track, it's really not doing me any good.
Super tired. Super lethargic.
Meanwhile hole in ass doing me no favours.
Yeesh.
After a short chat with Andy on Wednesday, after working til gone 4am on the same day, I have packed up for work for Christmas. I think he was genuinely worried I was blowing a fuse. I said I was ok, but super pissed off. And here's why, yada blah.
So. At least that's that taken off the stress table for a while.
On the other hand my sleep schedule has now gone full fucked and I'm in a weird place with my mentals. When I'm fully awake, I am fine. When I am not, I am not fine. Entire lack of purpose, no contentment, no energy to do shit. Hmm.
Eh well. Strange waters I am swimming through at the moment.
Christmas I suspect is going to pass me in a blur of not really knowing what day it is or what I am doing.
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