Freaky Friday

Well TGIF.  It is Friday and I am grateful.  I am also grateful for a weekend without much planned.  Maybe we can simply get back some equilibrium around here.

Yesterday, I infused and then fell into a deep and dark sleep for several hours.  I really hate it when that happens.  I know I have no choice in the matter but it still pisses me off.  I have stuff I want to do!  I mean, yesterday I wanted to cook a nice dinner for my peeps and I couldn’t do it.

I know that is small and silly but it got me down.

Today is better but the afternoon is drawing in and I am starting to fatigue. There is a very fine line between fatigue and over doing it.  In my life before all this crap (so, bc before crap) I could push on through and not suffer consequences.  Not so anymore.  I pay dearly if I push too hard. I will lose a day.

Now, I have to ration myself out like a box of chocolates.  Hmmm, interesting metaphor.  I have never been one to ration chocolates.  I tend to either give away the box or eat the whole damned thing.

Well, there you have it. I am a whole hog sorta girl!  I need to learn how to go…half hog.  Is that possible?  I have never heard of it.

I wonder if there is an idiom for going part way towards something?  I can’t think of any.  Maybe that is why I have a hard time doing it.  Our culture doesn’t really encourage it.

That’s it!  It is the culture’s fault.  Not mine.

Yessss. I like that better.  I am going to go fix dinner and go half hog by putting the chicken on to roast and not fixing the green beans until some 14 year child helps me clean them.

A ha! So there!

Oh, and I’ll defrost my challah and have Shabbos.

Shabbat Shalom!