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Insomia strikes back: with a vengeance!
I'm at work at a quarter past six in the morning after having one of the worst night's sleeps I've had in a long time. My concious mind simply would not shut down and let me be, but seemed intent on watching whatever my subconscious was throwing up to my minds eye. At one point I felt like I was starting to be pulled out of my body, but my brain kept waking me up to tell me about it, so no astral traves for me.
Leaving today for 3 days on North Stradbroke island for a work talkfest on "aligning our strategic direction" and other such fascinating challenges of modern aquatic science. Camera is packed - for those of you who remember my opening pictures of punts on the shore, this is the place. At this point in time though I can just see myself sleeping through the whole thing.
Computer is reformatted and running, though for the life of me I can't find the disc with the drivers for the motherboard wanky bits, so no programs will be installed until Alex manages to unearth it. I should be back on line from home by next weekend, for as long as the generosity of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dabutton continues (yes, my dial-up connection is free). Not much else to report - the weekend was pretty ordinary - a visit to my parents (involving helping with computers and listening to mum talk about her relationship problems with dad) and a large slab of housework, with Alex working most of Sunday. At least some much-needed cleaning got done! Chillaxed last night with take-away curry and a glass of a rather tasty Cabernet Shiraz Merlot.
Lots of thinking over the weekend (as is typical of a bout of insomnia) and a few conclusions reached. I'm getting very frustrated now and then at the slow rate of progress at getting my life back on the rails. There's such a huge pile of things to be done and progress is acheingly slow. But progress there is, and I need to remember that I wasn't well for 18 months and it's going to take more than 3 months to catch up on all that. As well as getting things sorted I also need to participate in life at present, making social contacts, seeing family and all those ordinary things that also take time and energy. I've also learned that I need to take breaks and do things for fun and just to get away. It's going to be a slow climb back up but I'm so happy to be feeling better (mentally, physically, spiritually) most every day!
And a parting shot: the weekend prior to that just gone I took one of those important breaks and went up the Sunshine Coast, exploring new friendships and just getting out of the city. On the way home we saw a pretty cool-looking hill with an impressive seaward cliff-face and circled 'round for a look. It was Mount Coolum, and we climbed it. Because it was there.
I'm at work at a quarter past six in the morning after having one of the worst night's sleeps I've had in a long time. My concious mind simply would not shut down and let me be, but seemed intent on watching whatever my subconscious was throwing up to my minds eye. At one point I felt like I was starting to be pulled out of my body, but my brain kept waking me up to tell me about it, so no astral traves for me.
Leaving today for 3 days on North Stradbroke island for a work talkfest on "aligning our strategic direction" and other such fascinating challenges of modern aquatic science. Camera is packed - for those of you who remember my opening pictures of punts on the shore, this is the place. At this point in time though I can just see myself sleeping through the whole thing.
Computer is reformatted and running, though for the life of me I can't find the disc with the drivers for the motherboard wanky bits, so no programs will be installed until Alex manages to unearth it. I should be back on line from home by next weekend, for as long as the generosity of
dabutton continues (yes, my dial-up connection is free). Not much else to report - the weekend was pretty ordinary - a visit to my parents (involving helping with computers and listening to mum talk about her relationship problems with dad) and a large slab of housework, with Alex working most of Sunday. At least some much-needed cleaning got done! Chillaxed last night with take-away curry and a glass of a rather tasty Cabernet Shiraz Merlot.Lots of thinking over the weekend (as is typical of a bout of insomnia) and a few conclusions reached. I'm getting very frustrated now and then at the slow rate of progress at getting my life back on the rails. There's such a huge pile of things to be done and progress is acheingly slow. But progress there is, and I need to remember that I wasn't well for 18 months and it's going to take more than 3 months to catch up on all that. As well as getting things sorted I also need to participate in life at present, making social contacts, seeing family and all those ordinary things that also take time and energy. I've also learned that I need to take breaks and do things for fun and just to get away. It's going to be a slow climb back up but I'm so happy to be feeling better (mentally, physically, spiritually) most every day!
And a parting shot: the weekend prior to that just gone I took one of those important breaks and went up the Sunshine Coast, exploring new friendships and just getting out of the city. On the way home we saw a pretty cool-looking hill with an impressive seaward cliff-face and circled 'round for a look. It was Mount Coolum, and we climbed it. Because it was there.
