I love three day weekends. but I really dislike the four day work week that goes with it. Sheesh. Trying to get work done in less time stinks. And it's not like there is a choice. The deadlines still come on the same dates, so the work must be done.
This hasn't been a terrible week, but I'm as tired as if I'd worked a regular week at 150% effort level. My usual sleep patterns have gone to hell in a handbasket. I've not wakened in the night without being able to drop back off into a good, sound sleep for quite a while, but three nights of the four this week have been exactly that. Hopefully this weekend will give me a chance to turn it around and get the good pattern back. I surely hope so.
I think the stress of poor sleeping has stirred up the fibromyalgia a little. It isn't very bad, just a little aching and the skin sensitivity. That latter is the worst part. I'm having all kinds of small areas of skin that are itchy, burning, ultra sensitive to touch, and in 15 minutes, the irritation is in a different place. Really irritating. Wish me luck with sleeping tonight to get rid of the "stuff."
I think fall is just about here. Isn't it odd how the weather changes are subtle, but definitely present. Even though temperatures aren't really much different than they were last month, there is a difference that feels like fall. I may even need a light wrap early mornings and evenings soon. And have you noticed how quickly the days are growing shorter?
On the other hand, we are still getting rain every few days, and the landscape is beautiful, green and dotted with wildflowers. The fall flowers are blooming in the wild and in my yard, too. The roadside is covered with thick growths of sunflowers and another flower that is similar but smaller. I don't know the name. I have some huge iron kettles in the front of the house where the chrysanthemums are blooming. So pretty!
My resident hummingbirds are beginning to migrate, I think. Two weeks ago I was feeding them a gallon and a half every day, and the last few days, the little buggers have eaten less than half that amount. I'm really going to miss them.
I'm tired. I think I will go to bed early tonight. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz