Down Day

A nearly sleepless night following an exhausting day yesterday, made for a day where I felt dreadfully slow, and sickly in various ways, and wore my dunce cap all day, too. I lack good judgment when my body is this tired. That is, I can't think well enough to know how to minimize the bad effects of extreme fatigue, and decision-making is a challenge. Last time this happened to me I went shoe-shopping because I had a birthday discount coupon at my favorite store, and I ended up spending a lot of money on the wrong thing, and could not get it back.

So at least I knew enough not to go to any stores. But I didn't take a nap, because I thought, "Naps don't usually work for me." Now I think it would have been worth a try. I didn't spend any money online, either, so that was good. I managed to come up with some short comments on other people's blogs, but I couldn't write anything long and thoughtful, so as to make progress on my book reviews, for example.

I accomplished about a tenth of what I'd put on my to-do list yesterday. I stayed home and did a little laundry, a little sorting of this and that, and I deadheaded the tea roses. I also picked a couple of rosebuds to add to this bouquet I started yesterday, from some of the things blooming in the yard.

Now I have taken my Benadryl, to make sure that I sleep deeply. I had to take it early, because it takes a good twelve hours to get out of my system. Tomorrow has its own long list of projects and I don't want to risk another day down. Thank God I can afford to have a surprise slow day and not make a lot of people suffer for what I didn't do.

If this quote from Bill Watterson, creator of Calvin and Hobbes, is true, "God put me on this earth to accomplish a certain number of things. Right now I am so far behind that I will never die," then I will wake up again tomorrow and be delighted to see that my dunce cap is no where to be seen.