The urge to hibernate
Oct. 28th, 2009 04:01 pmOctober has been extremely gloomy here in Minnesota. We've had a total of, I think, three sunny days the entire month. The lowering clouds are truly oppressive.
Fiona sprained a toe, we think, in sparring last Monday. This was just after getting over the flu. So she's back on the couch, this time with her foot elevated and a bag of frozen hashbrowns draped over her toes.
It has been just awful to get the girls to wake up this past week. I have to rub Delia's legs for ten minutes before she's even aware enough of my presence to open her eyes. This morning, even Fiona stayed in bed forty minutes after her alarm went off, whimpering every time we poked her to try to get her moving.
Crabby and cranky, all of us. I have an almost overpowering urge to eat carbohydrates, particularly chocolate, and crawl into bed. I don't want to do anything. Not my rehabilitative exercises, not going to work, not cooking, nothing. All I want to do it read (nothing too taxing for the brain) and eat and hide under the covers.
Gah, it's only the end of October.
Fiona sprained a toe, we think, in sparring last Monday. This was just after getting over the flu. So she's back on the couch, this time with her foot elevated and a bag of frozen hashbrowns draped over her toes.
It has been just awful to get the girls to wake up this past week. I have to rub Delia's legs for ten minutes before she's even aware enough of my presence to open her eyes. This morning, even Fiona stayed in bed forty minutes after her alarm went off, whimpering every time we poked her to try to get her moving.
Crabby and cranky, all of us. I have an almost overpowering urge to eat carbohydrates, particularly chocolate, and crawl into bed. I don't want to do anything. Not my rehabilitative exercises, not going to work, not cooking, nothing. All I want to do it read (nothing too taxing for the brain) and eat and hide under the covers.
Gah, it's only the end of October.