“she swallowed the spider to catch the fly…”

ug.

So I can’t remember what got the ball rolling.  All I need to remember (and I need to remember this often) is this: when I drink water and eat my meals light and on time and get the proper amount of sleep….  UG.

So I think I had an energy drink to get through one day then some naproxin sodium to manage a little girl-type pain and then took an acid reducer to get rid of the stomach pain caused the pain reliever… then I had to sleep or else there would be NO CHANCE for sleep so I had a little nip of wine but woke up groggy and proceeded to have another energy drink so I could drive in a snowstorm… I shoveled and did laundry all night in intervals with caffeine on a fairly regular basis and came home and tried to sleep but had another glass of wine, slept fitfully, woke up, had more caffeine…. AND WHEW.  HERE I AM.  I can’t tell if I am tired or not.  I can’t tell if I am hungry or full!!! All I know is that I am very, very cold.  Stupid cold weather!

So.

Other than the try-to-sleep-try-to-stay-awake continuum it has been a weird day.  I was run off of the road by a dump truck this morning.  The roads were very snowy and this land straddling truck either could not or would not slow down leaving me no choice but to drive off the road or run a light (and sideswipe someone) (or get hit from behind by a giant red dump truck).  Luckily it was a controlled drive off of the road and I got on again fairly easily without the use of my left hand that was otherwise occupied (making angry gestures at the trucker).

When I got home I got on my husband’s pda, thus the wrong facebook account, and read yet another email from this woman he went to law school with.  She was pretty much begging him to email her and asking outright why he was not really into her little flirty conversations (all said with as much innuendo as possible, right?).  I kept my cool about it and just calmly mentioned to him that I had seen the email.  He wrote a kind of scathing response to her that made me feel better and worse at the same time.  I mean, I don’t dig the fact that she in no way respects the fact that he is married and I really don’t understand what she gets out of harassing him all of the time, but the stuff he wrote seemed sort of harsh… oh well.  I guess that is what you get for being so bold, right?

I won’t even get into my personal internet issues of the day.  All I will say is this: how on earth would a person get a hold of stuffed animals that I tossed out?  I can’t remember what I did with them but I have a very thorough case of the creeps right now and the worst sneaking suspicion that I stupidly overlooked something for a very, very, very long time.  It is hard to keep a good grasp on what goes on around me with such a limitted point of view.  Who has the capacity to be a little more omniscient and aware?  Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy…. some things would make great blog entries…. blog entries that are too creepy to write!

Speeking of creepy, my skin feels a little crawly!  I can’t wait to get home and under my quilts. A huge storm is supposed to hit- a great day to de-tox from the (perfectly legal) up and down aids and (non-addictive) pain relievers.  Never again!

This entry was written in the wee hours of the a.m. on little sleep. Please don’t judge it too harshly.