Last night I didn’t go to bed early at all. In fact it was long after midnight before I hit the hay.
And despite a disturbed night (yet again) I was up and about before the third alarm went off.
There was a little wobble round about 14:30 where I drifted off for 10 minutes but apart from that I’ve kept going for all of the day.
As a result I’m not convinced that it’s a lack of sleep that’s causing this fatigue from which I’m suffering, but something else completely – not that this would surprise me in any way.
With an early start I had an opportunity to crack on with a pile of stuff and I’ve managed to track down a pile of useful stuff for a little project that I have in mind.
That prompted me to do a major back-up of files on the computer. They’ve all been backed up onto the external hard drive and by the time that you read this, today’s work will be backed up on a new memory stick that I bought a while ago.
As well as that I’ve tidied up a little here and there, done some more packing, charged up a few batteries and then attacked the photos for April 2018.
And by the time that I went off for my salt bath I’d finished that too, and I’m well-impressed.
But there are still issues with my leg. the movement seems to be more restricted than it was, and the leg feels as if it weighs a tonne. So I don’t know what’s going on here
Tea was taco rolls with spicy rice followed by pears and coconut soya cream. And now I’m ready for bed, early though it might be. I’m having a blood test tomorrow early and I can’t have breakfast until it’s done.
And here’s another thing.
Is it just me, or does anyone else see the irony of Brexit supported by the President of a country that went to war and ruthlessly suppressed a group of states that wanted to secede from the Union?
