Yay - 3 weeks. It sounds so short - but (as cliché as it sounds) every journey starts with a single step, does it not?
I spent the last 3 days looking after a sick child (cold or flu - not COVID) while I managed my fractured foot. His coughing + tossing and turning meant I wasn't sleeping either (he likes to sleep in bed with Daddy). That was the pressure I was under.
I convinced him to sleep with Mum last night, so I got to sleep alone. Then I went and slept in until 3pm. I feel a little lazy, but wow has it ever done wonders for my mental state? I feel great today; I have a new burst of energy.
I'm in bed now and when I wake up it'll be day 22. I feel I'm getting somewhere.
Thanks to anyone who is listening. I'm finding this journaling cathartic even if it's a bit of a boring read. Maybe it'll help someone someday - or not. Have a good (upcoming) weekend fellow SR-ers.