So, I got to bed near 10:30 and fell right asleep. And woke right up around 2:30. Figures.

I went on Facebook and it seems a LOT of people are complaining about insomnia. No wonder — the world around us is going to shit; people are stressing out over finances, the pandemic and the failed response from our government to deal with it; political shenanigans all over. It is often hard to ‘adult’ even during good times, but it seems lately that this is a particularly stressful time.

Last night when Nora O’Donnell (CBS Evening News) was introducing her upcoming stories for the evening, I just realized I couldn’t sit through the news — every story she introduced was worse than the one before, and I had to just shut it off before she even finished listing the stories to come up. And I imagine a lot of my acquaintances are experiencing a similar sense of overload with all the bad news.

Mostly my life is slowly coming back into its own again. Slowly. Like, I have discovered that a breakfast of yogurt, 2 dates, and 2 hard boiled eggs will pretty much carry me to lunchtime and my mid-day glucose is low enough to not need the Novolog (fast-acting insulin), and if I’m careful with lunch and afternoon snacks, my evening number is equally good.

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Well that didn’t go well…. I typed the above portion 3 days ago, saved it as a draft, and failed to come back to it. And then my server wasn’t letting me log in. Bummer.

Anyway, now it is Friday, the electrical problem still hasn’t been fixed. Fixer’s brother looked at it Wednesday evening, said he’d be back yesterday afternoon (after an early morning fishing trip!), but that didn’t happen. And the lawnmower guys also didn’t show up yesterday, either.

There are things I can’t change, and I’m learning (slowly) to just not give a fuck about certain things.

Onward to other news ….

A couple weeks ago my baby sister traveled from her home in North Carolina to visit her foster mother in California, since her foster mother is dying of cancer. She drove instead of flying, to avoid being stuck in a crowded plane with strangers. Along the way she stopped to see other family members. Her return trip was planned to follow I-10 to see our brother in Phoenix, our sister in San Antonio, and then me and some others in Houston. But there was concern because she hadn’t been masking on all of her other family visits, so she decided to go north from San Antonio and bypass Houston altogether.

So, on Wednesday afternoon, I got a message on Facebook that she was in town visiting with my son and daughter-in-law. Well, whattaya know! So she came by here and visited for a short while. Having not expected her, I wasn’t dressed for company, nor was my house in order. Ahhh well, such is life. As I said above, I can’t give a fuck about things I can’t change.

It was a brief mid-afternoon visit, and then she was off again for the last leg of her journey home.

And now today is Friday. I’ve been up since about 3:30 and it is nearly 6:00 soon. I expect I will nap at some point in the day. But for now I will hit the ‘publish’ button and hope this gets posted this time. 🙂