Today (Thursday) was a really long day that started off sucky and continued most of the way through that way.

My eye was bothering me on Wednesday night, and I’m pretty sure I have pink eye. Again. Frustrating, I haven’t BEEN anywhere and with a month since the first time, it’s hard to believe it’s still a live virus in my own house anywhere. Anyway, I woke up with a headache, likely a sleep machine issue as my throat was a bit raw, but I had a chiro appointment scheduled. When I went to do the COVID screening, I had to screen myself out — headache, sore throat and possible pink eye? Yeah, probably nothing. But probably nothing and nothing are not the same thing, so cancel I did even though my ribs are screaming at me that they’re in the wrong position. Sigh.

But I still had an errand to run, and I was late getting back for my 9:00 a.m. meeting. Then my computer didn’t want to connect. By the time I was online, and connected, the day had started without me and I was playing catchup. I washed out my eye a couple of times, warm compresses, Tylenol for the headache, blipping through. I felt almost caught up by lunch.

After lunch, I thought my first meeting was at 2:00, but FFS, no, it was at 1:00 p.m., and by the time I figured that out, I had missed it. It was just a quick consult with someone wanting to run a trivia game like mine at work, easily rescheduled, but still not very professional and highly annoying. My sleep has been screwed up so I was lagging all afternoon, trying to be productive.

A 3:00 p.m. meeting woke me up with some HR options to consider for the future, a potential rejigging of my current job, and then search mode for another 2 hours while I tracked down info I need for different things, breathing time for work…usually about 3:00 each day, my schedule starts to ease off and I’m free until the end of the day to plow through docs. I stay on top of email pretty well, but some are more than quick hits and I have to move them to the end of the day to sit down and read / digest.

Nothing that exciting after that, but by 8:00 p.m., I was exhausted. I struggled to stay awake for another 30 minutes and then it was clear I was done. I crashed by nine. And promptly woke up at midnight. I thought it would have to be at LEAST 3 or 4 in the morning, but no, it was only midnight and my body was saying, “Yep, you’re done”. FFS.

I hate time change, if that is what it is. I get it every year. But my eye’s bothering me, my ribs are out of position and it will take a bit of self-care to get everything realigned in the next week myself instead of getting the chiro treatment yesterday. I don’t have time for my sleep to be screwed up too.

But today I choose to listen to my body which said it was time to sleep. The fact that I also had to listen to it when it said it was time to get up again is irrelevant, I still choose to listen. And I’ll have to do my stretching routines to see if my ribs will slip back into some semblance of normal.

What choices are you making today?