Today was crappy for me and Diana. She's had some pretty serious neck and shoulder pain, probably from some combination of stress issues, which may be bringing her to a migraine, which would I'm sure reverse aggravate the muscle pain. This sucks, because we thought this was addressed when she had the physical therapy following the vertigo problems. I hope to God those don't resurface.
Meanwhile, I woke up with some kind of sinus/ear/head thing going on, with blocked ears. It was accompanied by the fatigue and vague ache-all-over feeling. I just felt wiped out and ended up napping for an hour this afternoon.
In my case, not engaging in the things I want to accomplish sets off a big round of self-imposed guilt issues. I'm freaking out a little that I'm not getting as much writing done as I thought I would. May is more than half over now. I'm not pleased with myself.
To my credit, Mondays are days that pile up with stuff, and I did execute on all that junk. I spent entirely too much time talking to a recruiter about a six-week gig that the company says I'm "over qualified for" (seriously, then what's wrong with six weeks of getting really good help?). Then I had a more positive phone call about something cool for the fall.
I never did get on the bike either, which also blows. Tomorrow has to be different. Hopefully Diana is feeling better. We're trying sleeping in her old bed to see if we can at least take one thing out of the equation for her strange pains. Both of our mattresses are 12+ years old and in dire need of replacement.
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