A Question ...

Last night I slept. No, really, I did. All night. Yes. All of it. Without waking up. Even once. I was zzzz-ing by 11pm and did not peel back my eyelids before 8am. That is nine hours sleep, people. Nine. NINE! Not bad, huh?

So my question. Why do I feel tireder today than I have felt for weeks? So not fair. I should be perky and bouncing with a spring in my step and a lightness in my heart. But no. My eyes are gritty. My skin is dull. My face creased - actually, it resembles one of those dogs that wear skin several sizes too large. Only not so hairy.

CBT bloke gave me a cd with relaxation exercises on. I have not dared try it today as I am pretty convinced that I would be comatose in seconds if I did. And one of my strategies is to not sleep during the day. Not that I do that much.

Staying in my pyjamas probably did not help with the lack of perkiness. I did get dressed eventually but not before I had driven Jeff into town. I thought about popping into Tesco to do a spot a shopping but thought they might throw me out so resisted that urge. So home I went and having donned some appropriate attire I took a bracing walk around the block in an attempt to clear the cobwebs.

It is the first day that I noticed Spring in the air. As I left the house, the sun was streaming through the clouds bathing the area in a golden glow. Though obviously by the time I got to my tree, the skies were back to grey. Walking with my many layers on left me decidedly hot, so some unzipping was called for. And if that is not a sure sign that Spring is on its way, I do not know what is.