Monday, 23 March 2015

Waffling? Wallowing more likely.

Well it is only 8.21 am but I'm awake.  Not up, but the rules* at the moment state it doesn't count as a duvet day if I'm up, showered and dressed before midday. I've actually been awake since just after 6.  Hubby claimed to have been awake since some time after 4 am.  He was awake so there was no going back to sleep for me.

He claims our new mattress is too hard.  It certainly is firm and works for me but not for him.  We have 3 double beds in our house now and only one being slept in.  I've suggested he try out the other two to see if they are better but here's the thing - he uses a CPAP machine plus he needs to have an alarm to get up each morning.  The logistics of decamping to another room are defeating him.  So we stay on our new mattress and he complains.  Often.

I have a plan - I will prepare for us to swap the mattresses over tonight.  No disconnecting of alarms, machines, coping with the wrong height bedside tables. Oh no, just the lugging around of two mattresses!  Just as soon as I get myself off this one.

Actually I have to be up and ready to face the world by 11 today as I have a shopping delivery due between 11 and 12.  I shouldn't really be complaining, I have had breakfast in bed.  7.30 was a bit early for my liking, oops I'm complaining again.  Hubby was up early and has already left for work.

I think he is beginning to envy my current life of leisure.  He could retire next month but has no plans to do so.  He will probably do another year or two to boost his pension but that may change.

My plans for the future are very vague at present as in there are no plans.  I have vague intentions - there are lots of jobs to do in the house.  I'd like to get back into crafting.  I want to do more blogging.  I may have to find another job.  The only thoughts I have on that subject is that it will need to be something with little or no responsibilities and one where I can turn up, do what is required and then go home.  

For now I'm wallowing. Doing what I fancy, even if that's just watching crap TV, playing pointless Interrnet games or watching the day go by.  * I have decided there can be no more duvet days.  There were a few of those when this episode in my life began but that is my goal at present, No more duvet DAYS.  I aim to be adding to that goal as time goes on, I don't think I'm a complete basket case - yet. And I am keeping on top of every day chores, washing, cleaning etc.  

Someone did suggest I should take on the cooking now that I'm home all day but that was one step too far.  Besides hubby loves to cook.  I have no plans to change that arrangement.

I might try and do more varied writing.  I've looked at a couple of challenges that Cynthia posted links for but I'm not sure I'm ready for a sustained challenge just yet.  It is nice though to have the time to read though posts and correct any errors and avoid text speak etc before publishing them, rather than just bashing something out and posting it without a second glance.

I'm a bit like that with text messages too.  I very rarely use abbreviations.  Why use one word when I can say the same thing with ten?  Well I think I'm back to waffling now so time to get up. 


  1. As I said last night, I think for now you are allowed to wallow. You need to rest, get the blood pressure down and only when you begin to feel less stressed do you start to think about future plans.

    It will all work out for the best in the long run. I know that doesn't help now.

    As for me, I am worse today than yesterday and am really struggling to actually walk! I have taken some ibuprofen and paracetamol and hoping that they kick in soon so I can move.

  2. Some years ago, my husband and I made arrangements to sleep in separate rooms. It took some doing but it was very well worth it. I think we both sleep better now.

    The job thing is difficult. At my work there was a new principal (Head) and so matter what my friend Jenny did, she could not please Mr. X. It didn't seem to make any sense to any of us, and Jenny finally left. I told her that her only mistake was expecting that the situation would ever get sorted out. She was much happier when she left and her next boss gave her high marks - Jenny's old perk came back.

    I don't know if this applies to you, but I hope you are not blaming yourself for someone else's quirks.

  3. Jolly I hope you're feeling better. Try and keep moving if you can. Benni thanks for your comments. Yes we had a new head a year ago and nothing was ever good enough. That I could take but dirty tricks to encourage people to leave is a step too far.

  4. Oops my auto correct doesn't recognise jilly!


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