So I have been having this whole issue where I've been irritated and annoyed at just about anything that doesn't go my way for a while now. I'm not really sure that is something I want to admit, that the inner brat inside me has been reigning supreme over my emotional outlook and general attitude towards life. I have to admit it though, because if I don't, then I can't move forward.
And the adult in me really wants to move forward.
I did some reading, with the helpful links the Wife gave me, and I found that I'm pretty sure that I haven't been getting enough sleep at night. Possibly this problem has been an ongoing issue for years. Apparently only about 3% of the population can sleep for 6 hours a night and be satisfied. The normal people should get between 8 and 9 hours with some people needing 9 to 10 hours EVERY evening. Chew on that, people who told me I'd be fine with just 7.
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Nearly a Year Now
So it's been nearly a year now and I've gone through quite a few changes. The grandfather that I was going to come up here to help died and I moved from Florida to Ohio to help clean out his house. The desperate scramble to get things packed equaled a crazy move in February and since the beginning of March I've been back in the state I spent most of my life in.
The plan was that I was going to live in this house and help clean it of all the stuff. The hope was that by the end of a year my own, personal stuff, would be in the main area of the house and things would be clean enough that I could have family over for holidays. The Wife and I have done a lot of work, but as is usually the case, every step has been a steep climb up a mountain.
The house is a mess. The unfortunate part is that it looked neat, until you went into cupboards and opened up drawers. So now that we are going through cupboards and drawers things look like a huge pit of despair. It's unfortunate that no mess can really be cleaned up in a day, or even a month, because really I'm exhausted.
The plan was that I was going to live in this house and help clean it of all the stuff. The hope was that by the end of a year my own, personal stuff, would be in the main area of the house and things would be clean enough that I could have family over for holidays. The Wife and I have done a lot of work, but as is usually the case, every step has been a steep climb up a mountain.
The house is a mess. The unfortunate part is that it looked neat, until you went into cupboards and opened up drawers. So now that we are going through cupboards and drawers things look like a huge pit of despair. It's unfortunate that no mess can really be cleaned up in a day, or even a month, because really I'm exhausted.
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