This morning I spent 3(!) hours pruning back the 5 star jasmine & 1 clematis bushes down the side verandah. I cut, pruned, shaped, raked, swept and cleaned up the mess over and over and over again in the hot sunshine. This was after I went for my first run in exactly 3 weeks. The run time was not good, but it was a start. I have done 4 loads of washing, made 3 beds, unpacked the dishwasher, made lists cleaned up.
Anyone would think I was trying to distract myself.
If I start to stop too much I find my mind thinking about a few things, so it’s best to keep busy. I think. It’s noisy in my head…
: I hope we can get Harper into that ENT earlier, I really need to hassle the receptionist
: What if she doesn’t have sleep apnoea and this is just how badly she sleeps?
: I wonder how many nights in a row I can go waking every 1.5-2 hours?
: I wonder how Daisy will go on Thursday?
: I need to get her a new hat
: I wonder if I can lose a few kilos in the next few weeks
: I need to call the babysitter about Saturday night
: I wonder how the babysitter will go with Harper sleeping so badly at the moment?
: I hope Rob’s work is OK
: I think I need to start thinking about work
: I wonder where I’ll work again. When? Where?!
: I need to prune the bushes out the front
: I need to zero all the weeds in the driveway
: I need to clean out the garage
: I need to somehow get rid of all the green stuff to the tip maybe? There’s so much.
: I need to weed the septic tank. Again. I hate that septic tank.
: I need a new laundry basket. I wonder if I can get a nice cane one somewhere?
: I need to wash the car. Inside and out.
: Is there anything more boring than cleaning your car yourself?
: Why am I still tackling the same old issues with the same old people?
: What will we have for dinner tonight?
: I wonder if Harper will sleep tonight?
: I need to go to the Post Office
: If I go to the Post Office the kids will make me go to the park
: I hate the fucking park
: I need a coffee
I think it’s time to tackle that garage don’t you?