I never thought I would say this, but I am sick of sleeping. I am so ready to done being tired. I am over napping. I am just done with it all. I just want to be better. No more coughing, no more worrying if I will set a fever off again, no more need for naps like a toddler. Really whoever invented bronchitis can just go straight to h-e-double hockey sticks. OK I now I am being irrational, no one invented bronchitis. But you get the picture.
I never realized until this week just how much I am used to being all go-go-go. I guess I knew it but I just took it for granted. I like being busy, though sometimes I crave downtime, but in the end I hate being idle more. Being sick, all I have been is idle. Too tired to even read or crochet most of the past week, I have watched hours of Criminal Minds and Doctor Who and Fast and the Furious. I may or may have napped through large chunks of those hours. That is sooo not like me. I can never sleep during movies and I rarely go a day without reading.
So please accept this as my apology for being absent of late. I promise I really did want to share more and write more. I felt like a part of me has been missing, not being able to be creative. I really did miss being able to put my sometimes random, sometimes ridiculous, most times scattered thoughts into writing. And I really do find it amazing every single day that there are you, whoever you are and if I know you are not, that spend your precious time reading what I see fit to write.
Now that modern medicine is kicking in (oh I love being alive in a time of reliable antibiotics), I promise I will be more attentive to all you lovely readers. Though I must say at the moment I am lacking a bit of inspiration still, I hope that will return as I get completely better!
Love and cat naps,