I have almost completed the first day of my "routine".
I awoke. We walked. We shopped. I slept.
I got up this morning at 9:00 - beep, beep, beep, cried my alarm. I padded down the stairs in a bit of a fog. I had just slept for ten hours, and wanted more. But I pushed through, eating my cereal, feeding Nike...all the while wondering if I should go back to bed. I felt a slight wobble in my world.
When Jason got home from work, we went for a quick walk around the block. It was already getting hot out, and when we returned, I had worked up a sweat. I really despise my damaged thermostat. I am always hot - it's a bit of a joke around here.
Anyway, I'm not going to bore you with a play-by-play of my day. You just need to know that I napped from 1:30-3:30. And at 3:30, I curled up on the couch, and watched two hours of television. Then tonight, I dead-headed the flowers, watered the flowers, and watered the new sod. Right now, I'm tired. A normal tired, not fatigued.
It's two minutes to needle time...gotta go.