Actually the last 2 days were very similar.
Yesterday I awoke around 9 am and took another run at the field with the tractor, and had a nice surprise of being paid for all the tractorin I've been doing. I grabbed a shower and headed off to the city to clean the house! I arrived around 2 and had barely put a dent in the cleaning by meeting time, that I skipped the meeting and worked on through the evening. Then I finally hit a stopping point(I at least had one bathroom completely clean) and 3 of us headed up to dead karaoke where I enjoyed a game of pool and I believe I got 5 or 6 songs in! I, of course could not sleep when I got home and so I threw in some laundry and tinkered around with the now, no longer broken computer. I left mine at the house I was cleaning. I finally managed sleepiness around 3am and turned on my radio, noticed about 5 songs before I drifted off. I was woken by my phone alarm reminding me to take medicine, and attempted to go back to sleep this morning, but decided to get up and begin the day instead. It had poured all day yesterday and actually cooled off considerably, so there was plenty of mud on the field when I went out to take what I'm hoping is the final run on the tractor, until the field needs mowing anyway. It is a very different experience tractorin in mud then just slightly dampened sand. And there were a few flooded spaces that almost got the better of me. Luckily reverse was my friend and I did a decent job of avoiding the dicey areas. After the run on the tractor this morning, I hoped in the shower and headed off to my doctor appointment. I got lost on the way and ended up 1/2 hour late. I was seen anyway, and when the doctor came in he came in quickly to let me know he was going to be a minute because he needed to quickly stitch someones hand. I was okay with waiting, seeing as I was late and it's costing me very little, oh yeah and the doctor was super cute, and of course married. He was extremely friendly and is actually going to have me try a new medicine for sleeping. I'm hopeful that it will work without suicidal side effects. Plus he got me all the prescriptions I needed that fit my budget. And because he was concerned about my history of addiction, depression and my auto-immune disease he had the counselor come in and see me right away. The counselors attitude creeped me out a little. I almost wanted to say I won't kill myself if you talk to me directly. I felt like his tone was very calming as if to say don't agitate the crazy person. Which, naturally made me feel crazy. Because I had just spent the better part of a few hours talking about my history I was feeling rather down. I had to finish cleaning the house and off I went. It took me the better part of the evening to finish it. And it was incredible! And I was praised many times for it, which definitely made me feel good. It was most certainly honest work! Now I am back at the ranch, I have fixed myself dinner, which I will enjoy in front of the tv and shortly thereafter, hopefully get some sleep for my full day tomorrow. It's full but doesn't involve much labor, so I'm looking forward to it.
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