I ended up passing on Drag Queen Bingo. As much fun as it sounded, and it really did
sound fun, I was tired. I was physically
tired and also mentally tired, and I just thought it would be better for me to
go back to my hotel and rest. I’m really
trying to pace myself. With the lack of
sleep Friday night and the pain in my hips during the night, I decided I better
not push myself too far Saturday.
I guess I made the right choice. I was asleep by 9:00 pm Saturday night. Of course, then I woke up about 1:30 am and
couldn’t go back to sleep. Isaac and I
ended up checking out of the hotel in the middle of the night and driving
home. I really wanted to be home.
We got home just as dawn was breaking and Isaac seemed glad
to be back, too. He also seemed
tired. We both snoozed most of the day
Sunday.
Cayenne seemed glad to see me and not so glad to see
Isaac. He was delighted to see her,
though. I noticed she has now pulled out
about half of her staples. Apparently
that’s what she spent most of her time doing while Isaac and I were away –
pulling out staples. Bad kitty.
I am trying hard not to feel frustrated at my fatigue and
lack of stamina. Everyone else had
enough energy to go to Drag Queen Bingo.
And it really did sound like fun and I wanted to go but I just didn’t
have the energy. I’m trying not to feel
too sad about that. I had a nice trip, I
had fun, I got to spend time with friends, Isaac enjoyed himself and behaved
beautifully. I want to feel good about
it, not sad. But I wanted to do more, I wanted
to have more fun.
And I am frustrated at feeling so tired still. I slept nearly all day yesterday! I should have more energy by now.
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