I am seldom at a loss for words, but last night I succumbed to exhaustion and found myself totally wordless. I sat here in my chair with little Greta by my side and felt the warm creeping sleep monster moving over me.
You know what it’s like, that sort of spacey feeling where you try desperately to stay awake and concentrate on what the TV is doing, but slowly you feel yourself slipping, slipping, into the deep dark abyss called sleep?
I was watching NCIS and today, I can’t even tell you what the show was about. Not because it wasn’t good, but because I was so tired.
You see yesterday I had errands to run. It was the first time I had been out for any length of time since the knee injury. I went to the Post Office to mail the AKC Registration papers by certified mail. Do you know how much work it is to walk from the parking area to the Post Office when you are walking with a cane? Naturally the Post Office was packed and it took me forever to get to the window.
Next I went to the Pharmacy. Almost everyone knows that when you need to get a prescription quickly, this never occurs, however, yesterday, since I had all kinds of time to kill, everything went smoothly and I was in and out in under 20 minutes.
Since it was too soon for my hair dressers appointment, I stopped at the grocery store to get a few things to make pancakes for Shrove Tuesday. I know Hubby hates to eat breakfast for dinner, so I thought if I made my family’s famous Strawberry Pancakes with sausage, then perhaps he wouldn’t mind.
Hobble, hobble, hobble.
Then it was on to my hair stylist’s, where she once again performed her magic! For two hours I was able to sit and get pampered. That was so nice.
By the time I got home, it was nearly 4 o’clock. I sat down for a moment and sipped some water and then it was time to start dinner. I made very thin, almost crepe thickness pancakes and placed a teaspoon of cottage cheese on one end and then rolled them up, placed them in the warming oven and then while they warmed and melted the cottage cheese, I made the sausage. When that was done I placed these on a plate, spooned sliced strawberries over the top and hollered to Hubby that dinner was ready.
Breakfast for dinner? Well, he thought it was weird, but he ate it anyway.
Once the dishes were done, I finally sat down and that’s when it hit. By nine I gave up the battle and finally went to bed. I slept like a dead man all night long, never hearing the puppies, or the TV or Hubby come to bed.
This morning I am finally feeling less tired, but here we are. Another full day. Fritz is at the Vets getting his teeth cleaned, and I have a mammogram scheduled for 2 PM (Oh Joy! Bah!). The puppies destroyed their puppy room in the night and I literally needed to take them out and wash everything down with detergent when I woke up! Usually it isn’t quite this bad, but for some reason they outdid themselves overnight.
