I don’t have much to update on right now. I continue to sleep shitty even though Tom said a couple of loud vehicles passed by that didn’t wake me up. Instead, I seem to wake up on my own. I figure it’s either an age thing that’s never going away or maybe I really am still at least somewhat in perimenopause. After all, I’ve been hot flashing like crazy and I still have some anxiety, though right now I think that’s on the meds until and if time proves otherwise.

Yesterday I began to feel a bit anxious so I’m skipping my meds today. I’m just getting sick of being tired so often and I don’t think it has to do with being low on thyroid. I didn’t have this much fatigue before I was diagnosed. Right now I’m making myself do this entry while on the treadmill.

Tom is taking a nap right now and later we’re going to maybe go out somewhere or just go out bike riding. We still have two more mural panels to put up, too.

I began watching Alias Grace and it’s okay so far though a bit slow at times. I don’t usually like shows set way back in time like this one is, but it’s kind of interesting, especially now that I’m older.

Last night I dreamed that Tom and I were staying in a long hotel room (moving and looking for a new place?). There may have been two others with us, one being a woman who announced that she was pregnant. She wasn’t showing yet but I knew we had to scramble to find a place to rent so we would be out of there when it was born as I knew there was no way I could sleep with a crying newborn.

So I was later asking some guy if he had any rentals available. Tom was with me and so were a couple of others. Suddenly, I realized I was in nothing but my bra and underwear.