I am wondering if CFS is something you actually inflict on yourself, or does it just creep up on you quietly, wrapping you up like a snuggly doona and you find yourself with energy for nothing?
Seven days since my last entry; and the week has been jam packed. The “cycling to work” last Friday didn’t eventuate due to waiting for tradesmen again. I thought things couldn’t get worse, but this reno of the laundry to put a shower into it has taken the cake! Thank god I’m just about out of money, as I am well and truly over it all. Don’t get me wrong, I feel privileged to be able to improve my house, but it has been a rocky ride over the last 12 months+ and I swear I’ve ended up having problems with nearly every aspect of it. I shall stay in this house another decade to get over it!!!
Saturday and Sunday are a bit of a blurr. The weekend started with me arriving home on Friday night to find the “new” colourbond fence I’d had installed to divide the dog run from the pool yard had come adrift from some brickwork where they’d attached it directly into the wall. Instead of using dyna bolts and doing it once, it appeared they had gone for the small screw effect as they must have decided they’d like to come back and do it properly a week later!! (Today they still haven’t come back when he promised to be there Sunday!) I had intended to hill run on Saturday but woke with a still-elevated heart rate and felt more exhausted than when I’d gone to bed so decided against it. It was just me, so I wasn’t letting anyone down and that made my decision easier. I took FD#1 for a leisurely walk instead and hit the ground running.
We spent all of the day and into the night painting. Thankfully CBoy had a bye for his baseball game, so we painted away contented. We started with MGirl’s room and she and her friend happily helped. They are both artistic, so I decided to loosen control and let them do it (mostly). Giving instructions for all the prep work, and thankful I didn’t have to do it myself, MGirl said “I didn’t realise there was so much involved in painting”. We finally got some colour on the wall at 1pm and by the time MGirl had to go to work at 3.30pm and take her friend home, it was left to me to finish it. With only one coat left on the ceiling (and new carpet) MGirl’s room is all but finished.
Some walls in the living area also got started, but running out of one colour and it getting too dark for anymore painting, I packed it in around 7pm. Painting is my favourite part, it really changes the personality of a home. It has stayed half finished all week, as I’ve yet to find time to buy more paint. Hopefully next weekend will allow me to finish the bulk of the living areas, at least then I can fantasise about it all being finished! CBoy and I spent the remainder of the night moving furniture and resurrecting the dining room. We no longer have a house guest as after spending the better part of 6 weeks never home, and when he was he spent it in his room, our guest announced (for no good reason) he was uncomfortable and moved out. So now I have my study and dining room back. Every cloud has a silver lining, even though at the time I felt humiliated and unappreciated!
Sunday started with 6 loads of washing at the local Laundromat, as it was day 12 without a washing machine… grrrr!!! Not an easy task with teenagers and sport! CBoy and I then turned up to MGirl’s baseball game an hour late. Getting home at lunch I had intended to do more painting, but I only tackled skirting boards with enamel paint. Quite honestly, I can’t remember what the rest of the afternoon involved, but I know I was busy domestically.
This week at work has flown by; unusually busy which is a nice change and part of the reason why I’ve found it difficult to make time to update the blog! Monday started with a run! Yeah. It was quite warm at 6.15am and with my HR still a little high, it seemed the faster I tried to run the slower I went. Packing it in at 7.2km with an average pace of 5:37 I wasn’t very happy, but I’d run at least. Monday night was back to baseball pickup after work (as we no longer have our house guest) and getting home to cook dinner by 8pm. I did get my washing machine back on Monday, so at least we have clean clothes again.
Tuesday morning, although I was still tired, my HR seemed to still be dropping first thing in the morning. Wednesday it was still lower and I actually felt pretty good on my run, though my average pace didn’t reflect much improvement, but I’d clocked another 7.6km under my feet. Another baseball pickup and taking both dogs to the baseball ground proved fun for them and relaxing for me. By last night I felt quite good, more energized and less sleepy and thought I’d hazard a chance at a back-to-back run this morning. I woke with my HR back below normal at 50bpm and then remembered I had a tradesman coming at 8am to look at a(nother) problem. That meant I couldn’t run to work as I’d hoped, so I took FD#1 out for a much deserved walk. She is slightly neglected lately, which she duly reminded me of last week when she did some landscaping in my new turf!
Tonight after work will be a quick shop for food and then off to pick both kids up from baseball. CBoy then wants to go on to a book launch of a primary school friend of his that he has kept in contact with, so it is likely to be takeaway for dinner… something healthy like Subway. I can’t remember the last time we ate burgers (ie McD’s or Burger King) for convenience, it has been a couple of years now. Even the kids aren’t really interested anymore and they’d rather have Subway. Just goes to show you can live without it, even when pressed for time.
I do really, really want to try to ride into work tomorrow, and the only thing that will stop me will be the weather. Thankfully today is much cooler than the 37C we had yesterday, but they are forecasting rain too.
