State of Catatonia

Posted Fri, 11/04/11

Have you ever had days where you wake up already exhausted, wanting nothing more than to stay in bed? That's how I felt this morning. I had to force myself to get out of bed amidst Kiki's mewling protests. Apparently, she felt the same way as me.

I've been keeping long hours the last several weeks, generally beginning my day around four in the morning and knocking-off well after midnight. I try to take a break in the afternoon, allowing myself the luxury of a thirty-minute catnap. I typically feel refreshed after a catnap, but they haven't been doing the trick lately.

I guess the long days finally caught up with me, which is hardly surprising since I'm not a spring-chicken anymore. My only regret about aging is the gradual loss of physical stamina, compounded by ongoing medical issues that seem to have no end in sight through no fault of my own. I refuse to acknowledge them most days, preferring to get down to business. That being said, if I had a nickel for every clueless doctor or health insurance hiccup I've come across in recent years, I'd be fabulously wealthy.

I worked like someone possessed to finish Japanese Culture & Cuisine earlier this week, ending almost two months of research, writing, design and e-formatting. I'm very happy with the results, but annoyed that it contributed to my current lethargic state. I know a few days of "taking it easy" will put me to rights, yet I'm frustrated by the need for it. There are too many projects on my agenda at the moment, so I don't want to make time for rest. However, I'm not a complete idiot. Neglecting one's basic health is not smart or efficient in the long run.

I have a stack of handwritten notes for Glinhaven that need to be typed, but I think I'll give myself a break. Sunday morning is a good a time as any to jump back into it, allowing me a few days respite. At least that's what I'm telling myself at the moment.

I'll see what tomorrow brings . . .

Irish Eyes: Glinhaven

Tags: Glinhaven