I’m having lots o’ trouble sleeping.
Last night I managed to drift in and out whilst watching Edward Scissorhands, which inevitably just made me really fucking sad.
I did get a few hours in the end…but I’ve woken up feeling slightly worse than I did when I went to bed.
Insomnia always picks a really irritating time to strike.
I couldn’t sleep the night before, and I had to work all day (ten and a half hours with a one hour break, that mostly consisted of walking from one job to the next). Which meant that by ten at night (when I finished work) I was absolutely shattered, really moody and generally a little miserable. A little bit of time with Fanny and the Caveman cheered me up a bit…but only until they went to bed and I lay down and got miserable watching Tim Burton’s fairy tale ode to isolation.
Anyway, what’s really annoying is that I wasn’t that bothered last night, as I had the day off today. I could always just lie in.
But no….the fucking Estate agent called this morning and I had to open to the door to a bunch of jovial builders installing a fire extinguisher in our kitchen. I guess I should be grateful that we’ve got one chance to save the building from cremation, but to be honest…I’m pretty sure that they’ve put it on the other side of any fire that might happen.
Oh…I’m just a grumpy bastard I guess.
Indeed, I am a bit down.
Whereas yesterday this led me to ponderin’ the joys of livin’ and learnin’, today not even Billy Joel has managed to cheer me up.
This is bad.
But seriously kids….I’ll be fine. I just need to find some money so I can find some food so I can avoid starvation. Then I need to face up to the fact that it’s not Sunny today and so I get to have a day off in the cold and grey day that I should have come to expect.
Don’t worry kids, I’ll cheer up later.
PS…I can’t believe I managed to make the word jovial sound like a term of abuse….I’m such a miserable sod.
I think everyone here will relate to this post, AC.
I live in the Northeast (Massachusetts, USA) and we’ve had some unseasonably warm weather.
I heat my house with anthracite coal. It’s cheap and it easily warms the house.
The problem?
When the temp goes to 50+ during the day, the house is not unlike a sauna (87 degrees in the living room the other night). Long story short, the sleeping situation blows. I’m like a fish out of water, flip-flop, flip-flop…no sleep= bad attitude and shitty day
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*I can make you food!*
I’m currently selling booze and fags to alcoholics instead of doing work, have no sleep troubles (believe me, if insomnia strikes, then it is fanshitten) but still an irritating sense that -all is not right-. Would love to make good food for your eating on the weekend.
Thanks for the support tilda.
It’s strange how much atmospheric pressure and temperature affects us. Well….it’s nto that strange…it makes a lot of sense, but you wouldn’t expect these invisible things to make such a difference.
As for you Alex, food is wonderful, though I am quite busy this weekend. If you’re working tonight (Friday) give me a shout and I may be able to come meet you after I finish work.
All has not been right for a lot of people right now. It’s strange how it always comes for everybody at once in my experience.
Anyway, slightly better (only slightly) sleeping last night. But an optimistic mood. Don’t know where that came from.
It’ll never last.
“When it rains, it storms”. While this might be what is called in german “binsenweisheit” (Derogatory term for common knowledge), there is a lot of truth in it. I had a couple of phone calls the last few days about friends of mind being in hospital, facing life threatening operations…
“Well, what kind of year can be good if it starts with a january”(the wisdome of don konsti). Optimism is the only way to go, the alternative just sucks, doesn’t it.
As to sleeping trouble, here is what I do. If I am still awake after fifteen minutes, I get out of bed and start cleaning for several hours, sometimes until the morning. The next night, I only need to look at the cleaning products and I fall asleep already…
Sorry you’re down, hope things are looking up now.
Cheers for the support kids.
I don’t think I should let myself get too miserable and self reflexive. I am still down, but only in a way. Another part of me is really living life.
It’s strange. I can’t explain it, but even in the down there is a feeling that I’m living life better somehow lately.
I’m not happy, but I’m being sad better.
Maybe…
I’m just a miserable sod sometimes.
Though everyone drinks from the well it is never exhausted.
I’m pondering that one lately. The important thing (apparently) is to ensure that you look after your rope and bucket.
/me hands Alabaster some extra rope and a big bucket
drink my friend, you look thirsty!