Did
you ever have one of those days were you just can’t form a coherent thought? I
seem to be having one of those weeks.
I
already knew I didn’t want a topic too broad because it’s difficult to narrow
it down. However, to narrow of one means you can’t find enough material to fill
the page. That being said, my issue seems to be I can’t come up with a subject,
to begin with, and if I do I can’t put it into an intelligent string of words. My
brain seems more fog than anything else.
Now,
this could be a lack of sleep.
For
one reason or another, I’ve had too many nights, far too close together, where I
ended up not getting to bed until midnight or later. Very unusual for me
because I generally get up early particularly right now when I have to be to
work so early in the morning. Believe me, going to bed at midnight or later
when you have to be up at four doesn’t work.
Now I do occasionally have one of those nights
where I just can’t seem to get to sleep and for some reason just never feel tired. This is generally precipitated by my picking up a really good book
though not always. Sometimes I just get caught up doing something or other (usually
on my tech) and I neglect to pay attention to the time.
Then
there is always the far too regular around here trips to the ER. My most recent
one consumed nearly twelve hours. Now twelve hours isn’t all that concerning
but when you consider I didn’t even head over there until about two in the
afternoon then it becomes one of those late-night experiences.
This
most recent experience was all the longer than it would normally need to be,
not because the place was packed (as far as I could see, busy, but not packed)
but because they’d had to turn off each and every bit of computer tech in the
entire hospital to protect patient information from a hacker. They were doing
everything old school. Paper charts, paper orders, no emails. Waiting for paper
reports to be delivered from one place to the next.
I
think the bulk of my stay was just waiting for things to be processed and
delivered. Even discharging me took twice as long as usual because they had to
wait for the paper forms to be hand filled in.
Of
course, this means I didn’t get home until nearly two in the morning. Believe me,
if you’re going to bed at two, you are not getting up at four. Then again, I
was still sick enough to not even consider going to work.
On
top of all that, my house has been in a bit of an upheaval as the oldest of my
sons packed up what few belongings he had and moved out of the house, into his
first apartment.
Now
since he has very little in the form of worldly possessions his new apartment
is not bursting at the seams with stuff. Since he owns no furniture, it’s empty.
The big exception, of course, is a twenty-something, single male in this day
and age can’t be without his gaming system. Now I’m personally unsure how he’s
going to use it with no TV, but I’m equally sure that TV will be at the top of
his list. Maybe even before a bed.
For
me, a bed would be the first thing I’d consider because there is no way I’m
sleeping on the floor. For my son, that’s exactly what he’s doing.
On
the other hand, he’s smart enough to realize his first consideration needed to
be how he was getting to and from work. Being young, and lacking a savings
account, his options weren’t extensive. However, his current lack of a driver’s
license limited him even further.
He now owns a bike.
At
least now my husband doesn’t have to get up in the middle of the night to get
our son from work then hustle home so I’m not late for work. Of course, this is
possible because our son’s friend also moved into his own apartment. So we won’t
have to transport him to and from work either.
Though
it gives me pause to consider these young men moving into apartments by
themselves with little or no furniture. Not to mention neither one of them has
a car. Probably a good thing the apartments they moved to are near where they
work.
All
in all, I’m not sure I’m functioning at full capacity right now.
How
are you all doing?
Smile.
Make the day a brighter day.
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