A night to forget

Times have been rounded since I was sort of out of it but this was how crazy my night was.

12:30am – so tired, eyes keep closing while I’m reading. This is my cue that I’m ready to sleep. Turn off iPad and curl up under the sheets cozy. NOPE- my mind goes haywire and starts thinking about marbles and race track ideas. I’m now wide awake and tossing and turning.

1:10am – give up try to make myself fall asleep, start readying again.

2:30am – I’m starting to pass out. Yea! Get comfortable but now my body has turned into a personal barometer letting me know that there is an incoming front. Wide awake again tossing and turning.

3:00am – start readying again to distract me from the pain.

4:10am – That was the last time I remembered seeing before I woke up the next morning.

Silence is 

I mentioned before that my daughter was catching up on GoT and we watched the last two episodes of season 7 today.  We’ve really have had fun laughing at inside jokes, and Pinterest memes behind her back but tonight we were silent when she started to question things during the episodes- trying make us hint to something that was coming.

We know nothing.

My Mind: I would say burn to that comment but that was cold.

Form VS Function 

Our adventures in Karavaning have officially beat me to a pulp, I could hardly get up for more than two hours at a time before having to crash again. My body is trying to decide if it wants to seize up or give up while my mind is still running in manic mode. I know I have had times when my depression will affect my thoughts and speech but this time it’s because I’m so exhausted that the function is not there. My Mind is forming all the words and thoughts but it’s coming out in mumbled spats. They don’t even count as sentences.