A Fine Whine

Ouch! I don't know what I've done but my shoulder is killing me. Not literally, of course, but it's bloody sore. I guess I've pulled something in it somehow. I'll live.

Whatever it is, it can't be down to overexertion as I've had a fairly lazy day. Ibuprofen tomorrow, je pense. Although I can't spend too long wandering around as I have some Work work to do. It doesn't bother me really - I have nothing much better to do and typing is likely to aggravate my shoulder less than ironing. That's my story, anyway!

So I'm going to settle down to sleep and try to aim some good vibes the way of my pains. I know that an aching shoulder is small potatoes compared to what some people have to deal with but like anyone else I tend to focus on my own ills more than those of others. My bad. So enough of the whinging, for tonight at least.

A Small Brain Dump

Last night I slept really well. I was asleep at what you might describe as A Sensible Time and slept through until my alarm went off.

So what's different about tonight, I wonder? I've got a busy day tomorrow and will probably end up working for a fair bit of the weekend, even if I don't go into the office. That's ok too - it's not like I have anything else planned. I could use a sustained run of sleeping well, though. And now of course, I'm a little concerned about being able to get a bus tomorrow. I'd forgotten it was Good Friday. Damn. I can't afford a cab so if there isn't a bus I guess I'm walking.

There must be a way to check on bus times using my mobile. That'll be something to focus my mind in the morning.

I hope it's not raining when I wake, assuming I eventually sleep. Usually I can get a lift but not tomorrow morning. I don't mind - there's a good reason for it and it's not an unpleasant walk. Kind of reminds me of when I first started working there and how far I've come in a little under two years. So that's a good thing right?

I'm sure I'm worrying needlessly. I remember that there are extra buses on Monday morning so I'm sure there'll be something tomorrow. Tiredness doesn't help the anxiety, I guess, so it's time to try to find the path to dreamland again.

Drama King

My apologies to anyone who reads my Facebook status updates. Today was kind of a rollercoaster. By "today" I mean Wednesday, just to clarify as it's after midnight.

I guess that's what the updates are for but I feel a little guilty about dragging you into my dramas. I'm okay, really. It was just a day that started badly and took a while to get it back on track. I'm hoping that I've broken the back of it and that the next two days will be a touch easier on my head.

It's a very mild night in Cork tonight so I hope I'll be able to sleep. I got to spend some lovely time with my Pretty Lady earlier on and I'm hoping that's mellowed me out enough to settle properly. I'll set the sleep timer on my radio and drift of to a little music, I think. Sweet dreams, everyone. I hope you can all snuggle up with your loved one, or at least with the thought of them.

Hoots!

Jeez, I can't believe it's been 10 days! Don't the time fly, even when we're not throwing Alarm Clocks around.

The itching hasn't gone yet. It's moved, which I guess makes it more liveable with but it's getting mighty old, I don't mind telling you. If I could type with a pair of scratch-mitts on, I'd be wearing them 24/7 at the moment.

Today didn't help that. I don't know whether I may have subconsciously invoked it, or been psychologically unprepared for the start of the week but Monday morning hit me straight, smack, plumb between the eyes. Bastard. I reeled but didn't go down (no smutty jokes please!). I hung on for dear life and as the hours rolled on I started to work my way back into things a little. Next time I have to face a Monday I shall bite kick and pull hair.

Since we last spent any time in each other's company I've had a few days away in Scotland with my Pretty Lady. She was asked to go over and deliver some training there and I was able to get time off at short notice to travel with her. I worked from our hotel room while she was away during the day but we got to spend the evenings together, to travel together, to fall asleep and wake up together. I may even find a picture to add to the end of this post later.

Or I may not, depending on my mood.

Scratches

Whether it's stress, that I'm "run down" or whether it's just because, I feel like a mass of irritations at the moment.

Not psychological ones, for the most part - I mean that I itch.

I got several good suggestions for ways to treat it from friends this evening, so I'll start to try some of those out. It is actually driving me crazy, and it's far from being an attractive look. Not even I can wear this one well!

I don't have much to say here tonight, especially given the hour. I just wanted to check in to let anyone who passes know that I'm still here, still standing. Not literally standing, of course. That would make the whole typing thing a little more difficult than it needs to be. And thank God I'm not employed for my typing skills, that's all I can say on the subject.

Okay then, the time is now tomorrow morning o'clock so I'm going to snuggle down into my pillow and go in search of sweet dreams. With any luck, gentle reader, the next time I write here, it'll be something that merits reading a little more.