Couldn't hardly sleep last night, guess I got enough or too much sleep the night (and day) before lol...
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My sleep cycles are totally out of whack.
We have some out of town friends in the area. They want to stop by here and then proceed to another mutual friend's house for dinner. They already got the covid shots for themselves but would you believe I had to have that talk with them about safety?
I'm beginning to think I should have isolated one more week. My wife's about three days behind me and is is still not doing all that well. We both have residual congestion and runny noses. I know we are past the really tough parts and that this might even just be a cold - but the idea of coming here and all sitting around catching up at the table and then he and his wife traveling over to another house for dinner with two friends who have not had to shot or had covid, noooooo Bad idea.
This is why they have to put warnings like 'do not drink' on paint and 'be careful this coffee is hot' on cups.
We're going to have a socially distanced driveway howdy instead
I'm so lucky to be in the position I am in. Sounds weird to say lucky when I'm talking about being disabled. But, hey, my paycheck is steady and I don't have to leave the apartment unless it's necessary.
The apartment building that I rent from is subsidized and normally they drive me crazy because they always find a reason to enter. They are checking for hoarders of course and we do have several of them, but they can't say that because it would be prejudicial so everyone gets notice of entry and you have to sit around and be ready for them to show up any time between 8am-6pm. Since the pandemic, they don't want to enter so I can relax and keep my own schedule.
My doctor says eat when your hungry and sleep when your tired. That's not as easy as it sounds when the whole world runs on a 9-5 schedule. But since the pandemic I have been able to do that and believe it or not it is the first time I have felt this relaxed in 12 years.
The only thing I am having trouble with is that since I quit smoking 16 months ago, I have craved cigarettes every waking moment. When I sleep I sometimes dream that I have a smoke. I like those dreams. lol I am going to have to accept that I am going to crave those fuckers for the rest of my life, I guess. Two days ago I was sitting here playing devil's advocate thinking that I could go get one pack at the store next door and just smoke one. I love the money that I save from not smoking and so I tell myself daily, "I can never smoke another cigarette as long as I live."