So, slowly I'm catching up on all that lost sleep. At least I was until the dogs took it into their heads that the best fun they can have is to bark at me at 5 am. So, I stagger off to bed after a hard day's writing, only to be woken up several times during the night by snoring dogs, muttering dogs or barking dogs. And when they bark, I have to get up to let them into the garden. Not doing so results in a lot of cleaning up and, usually, they only bark when they're desperate - unless dawn has broken, in which case they decide that it's time to get up.
Having discussed it with friends, though, I think my tiredness may be related not to age and not to radiotherapy but to working too much! Perhaps it's time to relax a little. The trouble is, when I do that, I fall asleep which is not necessarily the effect I want when I take some time away from work!
It's difficult now not to attribute everything to cancer and / or radiotherapy and their aftermath. Maybe I need to start looking beyond them and taking a broader perspective on life?
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