Oh, Insomnia…How I Hate Thee…
I ended up taking a 2.5 hour nap yesterday and it has resulted in my waking up at 3:45. I finally got up and left the bedroom because I have this bad habit of popping my joints when I can’t sleep, and I didn’t want to keep Joey up. That, and he’s sawing logs pretty loudly, so I really didn’t want to stay in there. At least local news starts at 4:30.
Today marks the day Joey and I set for ourselves to begin getting life back on track. I’m nervous about it since we’ve spent the past year pretty much eating whatever we want and getting ourselves into the bad habit of getting takeout several times a week and wasting the groceries we buy by not eating them.
Some observations about the physical ramifications of the weight gain:
- Standing for more than a few minutes hurts my lower back and into the backs of my legs.
- Holding long notes while singing has become difficult.
- Feeling crampy off and on nearly all month.
- My meds aren’t as effective in controlling my anxiety
I’m still doing pretty well mentally, but I can definitely tell that I’m not enjoying the full effectiveness of my meds.
Anyway, I just wanted to get that down on “paper.” I’m going to shoot to document this journey. I’ve finally remedied the untenable stress of my day from 8-5, and It’s time for me to pick up the pieces of the rest of it and begin the healing process:)