From September 17, 2010
Fridays are one of my favorite days of the week, and not because Saturday & Sunday follow. Fridays I get to go into work late because dad takes the kid to school. Regular days of the week, the alarm goes off at 5:55. Fridays, it goes off at 7:30. This morning I rolled over at the crack of 8:55. The immediate thought in my brain was “I must be low because I don’t even remember the alarm going off.” And I was right. I realize that waking up low is common, but it takes a lot out of me. I wanted to try a new kind of juice too, and it tastes like vomit, so that certainly didn’t help. My plan was to get up, go for a run, shower/coffee/Ellen, clean my room and other organizing things that need to happen in my apartment. Let’s just say, when I rolled out of bed, Weather-Girl was making coffee, so I plopped down to watch Ellen, drank my coffee, and zombied my way through the morning. Now whether this is related or not, I also have the worst headache I’ve had in quite a while. It feels like a “high headache,” but when you’re 66 then 105, that certainly can’t be. I feel the need for a nap, and have all day, and my work day is just about to start at the crack of 1:36. What have I done all day? Well, that’s a good question. All I can tell you is that low is not the way I like to start my day.
Fridays are one of my favorite days of the week, and not because Saturday & Sunday follow. Fridays I get to go into work late because dad takes the kid to school. Regular days of the week, the alarm goes off at 5:55. Fridays, it goes off at 7:30. This morning I rolled over at the crack of 8:55. The immediate thought in my brain was “I must be low because I don’t even remember the alarm going off.” And I was right. I realize that waking up low is common, but it takes a lot out of me. I wanted to try a new kind of juice too, and it tastes like vomit, so that certainly didn’t help. My plan was to get up, go for a run, shower/coffee/Ellen, clean my room and other organizing things that need to happen in my apartment. Let’s just say, when I rolled out of bed, Weather-Girl was making coffee, so I plopped down to watch Ellen, drank my coffee, and zombied my way through the morning. Now whether this is related or not, I also have the worst headache I’ve had in quite a while. It feels like a “high headache,” but when you’re 66 then 105, that certainly can’t be. I feel the need for a nap, and have all day, and my work day is just about to start at the crack of 1:36. What have I done all day? Well, that’s a good question. All I can tell you is that low is not the way I like to start my day.
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