58 years of poor sleeping patterns have caught up with me. I am dragging myself through each day, dreading bedtime, feeling nauseous most of the time from lack of sleep. This is a life long pattern: carry on, carry on, carry on, CRASH, carry on, carry on, carry on, CRASH. Have reached a serious CRASH over this weekend but there is no time to just sit back and do nothing...maybe after Christmas for a few days, I don't know. A couple of posts back I mentioned Sabbath briefly but lately I have missed out on some Sabbath rests and I am paying for it. My husband's Mondays off work have turned into a nightmare of work related catching up on one project or another that falls behind when he is working alone so much of the time. I can't remember the last Monday the 2 of us spent any time together doing something, and certainly not anything away from this house and away from the computers. I keep thinking that once he is caught up we can be more intentional about keeping our Sabbath together, but he is never caught up....is any pastor ever caught up??? He is getting tired and taking on that greenish grey tinge in his face that tells me he needs to take time out of this house so he can relax and stop fretting about what is still to be done at work, on our own cleaning projects, our own sorting projects, winter yard work prep...the merry go round never stops. I need to get out of here somewhere as well where I can just sleep guilt free. My last trip to Moose Jaw accomplished a fair amount of that, but as usual my husband and I were in 2 different towns while he was at a work related conference, so only 1 of us got any chance to rest.
Tonight my husband made me some good roi boos to drink and it settled my stomach down. So, I got the potato casserole cooked up for tomorrow, as well as the candied yams, the carrots are chopped up to cook tomorrow afternoon, the turkey is thawed, a new bag of peas is in the freezer, and now I just have the dishes to do and a peach pie to remember to remove from the freezer before bed. YAY!! I do realize this isn't really worth blogging about, and certainly not worth anyone's precious time to read about, but it is how I relax in between tasks. Organizing the daily mundane chores in writing keeps me from feeling overwhelmed when I am this tired.
I noticed everyone at our churches today seemed to be even kinder than usual. I noticed some hurting people, some tired people, some worried people as we went through the services, but whatever any of them were suffering today was set aside to give thanks for an hour at church, and did not adversely effect anyone's treatment of anyone else. It was quite a lovely morning all around.
We are both looking forward to seeing our son early in November, the brightest spot in going back to Kelowna for my husband's mother's memorial service. I have packed up some things for him that he is in need of, but that he isn't purchasing himself due to the incredible amount of money he has to save over the coming months in order to return to university next summer. I have packed up a set of dishes, a few sturdy manly pottery mugs, the oldest of the family silver that he is delighted to receive, a giant blue afghan he fell in love with when he was here last Christmas but couldn't fit into his suitcase to take home and some other odds and ends of useful kitchen things. He lives in a teeny bachelor suite and has little room.
Am looking forward to cooking another set of meals to take to my parents when we pass through Calgary on our way to Kelowna. I will only take about half as many this time, collect the containers they have emptied thus far and bring them back here to refill for when we return for a Christmas or New Years visit. I love doing it and they seem to love eating the meals. It guarantees they are not eating a slice of fruit for dinner in the evenings and then feeling empty all night and not able to sleep. The energy to cook meals has dissipated most days by the time dinner needs to be made. They don't eat much any more, but cereal and fruit slices for dinner day after day is not good when they haven't eaten much lunch either. This food preparation project is a fun thing for all of us.
Okay, time to go and do those dishes. I all ready cleaned the stove top after the veggies were cooked, so only the dishes remain. Yay! One day I will again live somewhere with sufficient water pressure to support a dishwasher, but for now it is a fairly mindless task to wash and dry dishes when I am tired. I don't mind it. It beats the heck out of dusting!!!
If you managed to read this entry without passing out from boredom, thank you for your patience.
3 comments:
I read to the end:).
I think next Monday you should whisk Del away to an unknown destination so that neither of you has a choice that it's time to relax!:).
I have caught myself many times pushing, pushing, pushing because there is sooo much to do. I think I'm slowly learning though, that it's a lot better to take the break I need & then get back to it. Often I'll end up getting the tasks finished more quickly...and even if I don't...it'll be with a much better mindset:).
You are so right Heidi! It is so easy to get caught up in the Too Busy To Rest Trap. I have an appt. next Monday morning and then I think I have put together now a good plan for us to be away for the rest of the day in another town all together, winter roads willing. Thanks for motivating me to actually DO something about this.
Sounds like a good plan:). I wasn't trying to "preach"...I trust you know that:).
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