I did some sewing until I thought I was sleepy. I took meds at 7:30. It is now 7:33 and I'm pretty sure I'm going to go finish my stupid notes for work because I'm not relaxing and I don't want to keep sewing right now. I'm doing something incredibly simple and just putting an outside seam on diaper liners (fleece, not disposables) and I have like 24 of them. It gets boring. I have other things to sew, a number of them, but I'm aware that I'm too tired to be coordinated.
So that means try to settle down in here or do those notes. I really hope for settle in here. The notes won't take long and I'd like to take them with me to the dr's to do while I wait.
This is the first time I've ever had paid days at Christmas without having worked to make up the days. I am not trusting the concept.........
Tomorrow I know I'm going to miss Dr. Mind. I'll be so glad to get into a routine with him again. When we miss as much as we have the last 2 months each session is awkward because we play catch up and then we both know better than to start down any path that could potentially become painful in any way, shape or form. That's even more true this time of year.
Oddly though Christmas and my birthday aren't bugging me. I think some of it that I've been so sick for so long that Christmas still seems far off. Partly it's because I don't care what I have to endure to get to actually see and hold my niece. I've even requested spending my birthday with her which is the first time I can remember looking forward to my birthday in at least 15 years, since the birthday from hell. Partly it's that although I did more expensive things overall I have fewer gifts I'm handing out because I mainly got people big presents. And it also helps that I am well enough to have multiple interests so that people didn't even ask what I wanted, I am just getting things. I haven't had hobbies or things I wanted in so long I can't remember.
We'll see how I feel in a few days, but for now the holidays are not seeming traumatic.