Very tired today. I seem to swing a few hours of deep, coma-like unconsciousness, and then the rest of the night is fitful dreams and waking up repeatedly. I can’t find anything triggering it, and after a couple weeks I’m pretty much done with this.
TMJ is also bugging me this morning, which is unusual. That means I was clenching my teeth in my sleep again (usually a sign of stress). Clearly, I knew that Monday was just waiting to be a big old royal pain in my patookus.
People are kind of wiggy at work today. A few of us got together and decided that the whole office needs to take a nap break. And maybe have milk and cookies afterwards.
Weekend was extremely awesome. I really enjoyed the Gorey exhibit at OMA. It was wonderful to spend time with people I don’t often see- we all have crazy stuff going on in our lives and it’s nice to connect away from Fb or Twitter or wherever.
My body was mostly kind to me over the weekend, although I really would have rather been dancing to 80’s music Saturday night than examining the paint in the bathroom at home. Actually, I would have rather endured several horrible things rather than be home sick Saturday night. Experiences with pliers or lima beans come to mind. (If you knew how much I hated lima beans you would appreciate this implied sacrifice.)
Very long day today, with physical therapy at the end. Reminder to self: get mouthwash when you pick up prescriptions.
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