Bone In The Throat

I cleaned up the jungle that the yard had become.

All the water this year really made a difference in the plants in the yard. Mother Nature was working overtime to reclaim my little patch of land.

There’s still a lot to do, but the majority of the mess has been beaten back. I wish I’d taken before and after pictures but I wasn’t thinking that far ahead. I filled all the bins with clippings.

While I was working outside, I kept smelling a dead animal, but couldn’t find it. This morning I found where the smell is coming from. It’s the back deck, and I’m going to have to dig to get to the carcass. Joy! I don’t have the time to deal with it today, and whatever has died did so at least a week or more ago. It will be just as dead when I come back up here.

My sinuses are beating the hell out of me right now. I guess there was enough pollen left in the plants to wad me up for at least the next couple of days.

Heading back to the apartment today so that I can pack some more and make arrangements to get out of San Diego. 

I spent some time on the job search front. I don’t have a lot of faith in this process, but I’m going through the motions nonetheless.

I do hope to get some writing done because it makes me feel better.

Maybe I’ll do that tonight after the drive and chores of the day are complete.

For some reason, I was just so tired with no drive. So I spent the day napping. Not productive but necessary.

I didn’t get anything much done, but did manage to let the computer sort out the second corrupted backup. 

Still fighting with the Windows container. Hoping that I can recover it from one of the other backups.

To be honest, my brain isn’t working at optimal levels.

I’m thinking it’s time for me to take some time where I’m in a controlled drift. Controlled in that I try to do at least one thing that needs to get done, but other than that not worry about it.

I know I have stuff to do. I always have stuff to do, for the past 3 years I’ve been only doing stuff but not having a lot of fun.

AHHHH!

I slept more normal hours. I’d taken a nap for much of the afternoon yesterday, mostly from exhaustion so my sleep schedule is still screwed up. 

I woke up at the usual 3 am a habit built on 3 years of early rising  then wandered around a bit and forced myself to go back to bed. So I racked up a grand total of 6 hours sleep last night. I’m feeling much better, and more like a human being today.

I’m going to move slowly today. One of the biggest things about the previous job was the feeling that I was always on the clock even when I wasn’t,  It’s illustrated itself in eating meals fast and always feeling like there was a schedule I had to keep.

For at least the next few days I’m keeping to my own schedule as far as I can and will try not to act like there’s a ticking clock or doom hovering over my head all the time.

These next few days are mine.

I’ve claimed them and while there are things I want and need to do. I’m doing them in my own time the way I see fit. So I’m not being antisocial, or lazy, or whatever if I don’t respond instantly to you. I’m just reclaiming some little bit of peace.