I guess I need to rest

I got eight hours of sleep, but I guess it wasn’t enough.

I feel like a little kid who missed her nap.

I was up at eight this morning and I drank coffee, (something I never do anymore), and then I kind of wandered around my house. I watched the morning game shows with my mom and went shopping.

I came home and walked on the treadmill for a few minutes, although it’s going to take me a long time to build up stamina to do that for exercise because I’m so weak from being sick. It was still good I did it though. I feel better about myself.

I thought about doing some laundry, but mom is taking a nap in the middle of the house and I don’t want to wake her up.

I am realizing that my earlier anxiety is creeping back in. It’s nowhere near as bad as it was this morning, but it’s here and I need to deal with it. I’m assuming I’m overtired. I don’t know what else it could be. I’m not hungry and I don’t have anything to be anxious about, so I’m just assuming I’m tired.

I am not really a nap fan most of the time, so it’s hard for me to relax enough to get cozy and sleep. I think at least I need to just curl up with my fuzzy blanket and be warm and try to relax.

At least that’s the plan…

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