Get through today, get through Friday. That's as ambitious as my goals are right now.
It's ridiculous how difficult this schedule is for me. I can't quite believe it, and then I'm irked at myself for the gastrointestinal upset, staggering exhaustion and mood swings, as if they were moral failings or something I could overcome by a concentrated effort of will.
They're not. They're physical limitations. Past doing my best to get enough sleep, healthy food (not doing as well there as I should, but a lot of things don't sit too well) and taking my vitamins and OTC pain meds, there's nothing I can do but hang on and do my work as well as I can.
I'm going to shop for new and better window blinds this weekend. That would have helped this week. Not being able to get my room really dark is a big obstacle to falling asleep.
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