Still breathing better. A lot better. No snoring or snorting. As long as I stay off my back, I won't snore. One more night of free sleep and then it's back to the CPAP. I still have fatigue, and I wonder how much of it is because I've been without it. I should find out soon enough, although the fucking storms that are usually reserved for the summer could set back any progress I've made as far as regaining any energy.
I'm only a little tired today despite being woken up. At around 11:30, a loud motor woke me up. I thought the honker returned and was fucking with his motorcycle, but when I checked, I could see he still wasn't back yet. Tom said the guy with the motorcycle behind him came and went, but wasn't loud. He came and went after I left too, and he definitely wasn't loud enough to wake me up. So he checked the cam and saw that the edger came by at 11:40, but that was after I was woken up. The only possibility is the mail truck from what he saw, which came a few minutes before that, although I don't see why that would suddenly start waking me up.
Then again, I do. I have a sleep curse on me, and it no longer has breathing to use against my sleep. I totally believe that without a doubt. It can't be a coincidence that we're having an unusual amount of storms at this time of year that happens to be at the worst time, which is when I'm on nights. It's just a matter of if it's one single loud bang of thunder, thunder that goes on for hours, extended power outages, etc. Just the stress of knowing it could wake me up puts enough pressure on me. If only I could sleep at night every night! Then the storms might wake me up a couple of times a year instead of around 10 times, and what I suspect will be more than that this year now that I'm breathing easier. I just know that the less the curse can use my own body against me, the more it will use outside sources.
The day I'm really fucked is when they get modern trash trucks in here. Those will be waking me up as soon as they enter the park, and I couldn't possibly stand to sleep with the sound machine loud enough to drown them out any more than I could at the old place.
I had Gemini copy text from the Vivibook stories I created just in the nick of time because now you have to pay for everything. You no longer get two free creations with each account. Sure had to fight with Gemini to get the job done, though. Weird how it could quickly give me an elaborate synopsis on a book of mine that’s quite long, but the simple task of copying text from short chapters seemed to be a struggle for it.
Ever get a certain sense of certainty about whatever? Well, it hit me that this is definitely our forever home. I don't see why it wouldn't be. I'm okay with that, though, even if I still wish we had a little more space and the storms wouldn't fuck with my sleep. It would be nice to have fewer power failures, more liberal people, and better health care, but health care is bad all over the country. Nonetheless, even though a part of me will always miss the adventures of country living, it's just not a smart thing at our ages. The more I think about it, the more I just don't see him ever needing assisted living. He has much more of a risk of cancer taking him out than having a debilitating stroke or heart attack. I also don't see us in a bigger place anywhere because bigger is more expensive. Other than the tiny yearly increases we get due to the cost of living, our income is always going to be the same.
So yeah, I think it's safe to say this is our last stop. Just wish we could do the floors and replace the windows! I would kill to soundproof the bedroom, but that's not happening. I realize that 98% of the things I'd like to have and do just aren't happening as old as I'm getting. My dream house is a reality for someone else to live in. My dream location is for someone else to live in. The amount of shopping I'd like to be able to do and services I'd like to be able to have are for someone else to enjoy. The trips I’d like to take are for someone else to take. But you know what? I'm okay with that now for the most part because I've already gotten a lot in life, and I still have plenty as well.
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