I wake as the light shines through my double panel curtains and I see the sunny morning (afternoon) greeting me. I squint, yawn, and then take a nice long stretch. It feels like 9am but its certainly almost 1:00. Every night I tell myself I will be asleep early so I can wake up early, but without fail I hear my moms alarm start buzzing at 5am & I know I'll be snoozing all afternoon.
After laying there long enough to catch up on the news from my phone I decide I should get a game plan going.
"Okay.." I think, "Logic says I should start by getting a kefir, but my brain says roll over a go back to sleep. No, no, listen to logic. Okay... Well, wait first I need to take the antacid. Yeah, let's start there."
I begin to rattle off the list of things I need to do in order. Somehow even though its the same every day, it still seems complex for me. If I don't spell it out I can guarantee I will get distracted & leave something out.
After some time fighting with my heavy eyes I decide to get up and move. I stumble into the bathroom and glance in the mirror.
"Oh god, why did no one tell me my eyebrows are out of control? Note to self, I need to take care of that ASAP. Add it to the rolling list."
Why do I even care what I look like if I lay in bed right? I get it. Well, your appearance goes deeper than your skin, it influences how you feel. That's basic stuff I took from my 4 year psychology degree. We all learned about how visual aids effect your mood. It's the same reason I always have a fresh manicure. I like to think if I look somewhat together on the outside it will translate to the inside.
Fast forward 10 minutes and I'm back in bed.
"That was exhausting," I mutter to my dog. She looks at me wagging her tail, waiting to get pet. "I wish I could take some of your energy and bottle it up," I tell her. Dogs have an abundance of happiness and energy. They should share the wealth.
I glance at my phone and realized I have dilly dallied for about an hour since I woke up and nothing has been accomplished yet. At least nothing important like getting in a meal, taking my medicine, drinking some electrolytes etc. I decide to start off the day finally by getting that kefir I was thinking about an hour ago. It's a start.
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Hi all! This isn't my usual blog post. This is part of my 2 part mini Lyme novel on here. I'll be posting it bit by bit to switch up the pace of things. I'm having fun writing it so I hope you all have fun following along :)
Xoxo,
Christina
After laying there long enough to catch up on the news from my phone I decide I should get a game plan going.
"Okay.." I think, "Logic says I should start by getting a kefir, but my brain says roll over a go back to sleep. No, no, listen to logic. Okay... Well, wait first I need to take the antacid. Yeah, let's start there."
I begin to rattle off the list of things I need to do in order. Somehow even though its the same every day, it still seems complex for me. If I don't spell it out I can guarantee I will get distracted & leave something out.
After some time fighting with my heavy eyes I decide to get up and move. I stumble into the bathroom and glance in the mirror.
"Oh god, why did no one tell me my eyebrows are out of control? Note to self, I need to take care of that ASAP. Add it to the rolling list."
Why do I even care what I look like if I lay in bed right? I get it. Well, your appearance goes deeper than your skin, it influences how you feel. That's basic stuff I took from my 4 year psychology degree. We all learned about how visual aids effect your mood. It's the same reason I always have a fresh manicure. I like to think if I look somewhat together on the outside it will translate to the inside.
Fast forward 10 minutes and I'm back in bed.
"That was exhausting," I mutter to my dog. She looks at me wagging her tail, waiting to get pet. "I wish I could take some of your energy and bottle it up," I tell her. Dogs have an abundance of happiness and energy. They should share the wealth.
I glance at my phone and realized I have dilly dallied for about an hour since I woke up and nothing has been accomplished yet. At least nothing important like getting in a meal, taking my medicine, drinking some electrolytes etc. I decide to start off the day finally by getting that kefir I was thinking about an hour ago. It's a start.
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Hi all! This isn't my usual blog post. This is part of my 2 part mini Lyme novel on here. I'll be posting it bit by bit to switch up the pace of things. I'm having fun writing it so I hope you all have fun following along :)
Xoxo,
Christina
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