I don’t know.
I don’t know if I’m okay. Tired and sore and was dreaming of being in labour all night. I have cramps ravaging my abdomen yet no period to speak of yet. Stupid menopause. I hate that it’s happening to me so early in life. I worry that it’s something else but the tests say menopause. I suppose I should just believe what they tell me.
I’m exhausted. I got up today and went to the market to get more fresh fruit and now I’m home and I’m ready for sleep again. I slept from 3 pm yesterday afternoon until about 11 pm when Dayne got home and woke me. I then went to bed and slept (while labouring for what felt like days in dreams), got up at 8 or so, showered and went to the farmers market and now I’m ready for bed for the day. I’m not falling asleep against my will yet so there’s that to be thankful for, I suppose. I did okay yesterday too; no passing out on my feet but so exhausted. This quality of life is stressing me out.
Anyway. I have to clean my house. I’m so glad we threw out so much stuff when we moved because it makes the cleaning so much easier. The closets help a lot too…having somewhere to put things.
Right now all I want to do is melt on my deck in the sunshine and pretend I have nothing to do but lie there. I’d like to get drunk too but I generally can’t do that anymore as the first drink makes me instantly sleepy. Man. I feel like I’m 80 some days.
Few pics for fun.