Who else can't sleep?
Sitting here at 4:15am (CST) after trying since 2:30am to go back to sleep and finally giving up, yet again... Wondering who else is out there this morning, and most mornings at this time?
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Early morning update: Bandicoots have left the building for the immediate duration.
Early yesterday afternoon wasn't a fun time as we spent time with my in-laws for their anniversary and his birthday - palliative care at home may sound good but the reality is everyone anxious and fragile and worn down. I do hope he doesn't linger too much longer.
But then...we headed off to the beach! Just to Semaphore as it was the closest and easiest parking. But I didn't mind the shallows - I'm hardly up for the big surf at the moment. We spent hours in the water. The kids knew how much it meant to me and all chose to get along and have fun. Even queuing for 30 minutes for fish and chips wasn't a chore. Then tea down on the foreshore with the sun low in the sky. We watched the sunset (we don't see sunsets at home as we're in a gully) and then headed home. One of those simple, happy and memorable family times.
I've always been a beach girl at heart and, while I knew how low and resentful I felt about not going this season, I don't think I fully appreciated how much I would feel restored by it. When I look back over the last 3 1/2 months, I have done nothing that is pleasurable like that. I've seen friends, of course, but I've not been anyway for fun and much of the time has been spent being unwell in some way, recovering from being unwell or preparing to be unwell. Yesterday was really food for the soul. And I feel that I can now give my husband a little more time to get his head around my head - or more precisely, getting rid of my hair. He's going through some pretty major shit right now, too and I can feel a little more generous. It'll happen - just maybe not immediately.
Early yesterday afternoon wasn't a fun time as we spent time with my in-laws for their anniversary and his birthday - palliative care at home may sound good but the reality is everyone anxious and fragile and worn down. I do hope he doesn't linger too much longer.
But then...we headed off to the beach! Just to Semaphore as it was the closest and easiest parking. But I didn't mind the shallows - I'm hardly up for the big surf at the moment. We spent hours in the water. The kids knew how much it meant to me and all chose to get along and have fun. Even queuing for 30 minutes for fish and chips wasn't a chore. Then tea down on the foreshore with the sun low in the sky. We watched the sunset (we don't see sunsets at home as we're in a gully) and then headed home. One of those simple, happy and memorable family times.
I've always been a beach girl at heart and, while I knew how low and resentful I felt about not going this season, I don't think I fully appreciated how much I would feel restored by it. When I look back over the last 3 1/2 months, I have done nothing that is pleasurable like that. I've seen friends, of course, but I've not been anyway for fun and much of the time has been spent being unwell in some way, recovering from being unwell or preparing to be unwell. Yesterday was really food for the soul. And I feel that I can now give my husband a little more time to get his head around my head - or more precisely, getting rid of my hair. He's going through some pretty major shit right now, too and I can feel a little more generous. It'll happen - just maybe not immediately.