RantWoman Sleeps--or Not

RantWoman achieved over 4 hours of sleep last night. This achievement included --the perils of making--and feasting on--tuna casserole at about 8:00 pm. The turmeric is an awesome addition, but the timing still made RantWoman way too energetic far into the night.. --RantWoman also decided she needed to change one of the fussy filters on her CPAP machine. It ALWAYS takes RantWoman too long to do this. Then this morning RantWoman discovered there is more to fuss with and RantWoman probably needs to dig out a phone number and call the vendor. --RantWoman fell asleep to the radio. It was okay. Self-care means RantWoman will pay attention to all such details. Self-care is also about adventures with food and living on what is in the larder. Stay tuned.

RantWoman achieved over 5 and close to SIX hours of sleep. RantWoman's dawdle and pray time in the morning seems to unroll and vanish quickly and going back to bed again did NOT happen. Last night was time for #MakeAJoyfulNoise exercise in civic cheerleading. Okay in the vicinity #MakeAJoyfulNoise consists of joyously try to make a video of the sound of rain that can be tweeted out to the party and then be really really happy to have a safe indoors to go back to. And RantWoman's current earworm of the week is the entire Bach cello suite #2 in D Minor. Some earworm. And there are other sounds in the wind.... RantWoman has a gnarly interpersonal drama that keeps mutating. Also sometimes interacting with the drama, like even reading a seemingly harmless email can whack RantWoman's sleep and exercise patterns, sometimes for days. RantWoman is just sayin' and will now try to get about the telemedicine blog post she has been promising the planet for days.

A solid 5 hours of sleep. No snacks after supper last night but garnished tonight's supper with some salt and pepper popcorn. Pepper is nice but experience makes me nostalgic for tamari, nutritional yeast, garlic powder. A taste of college. Today was #StayTheFHome time. Dishes got washed. Trash recyclables, compost dealt with. No refrigerator science projects wrangled. Desk also still before me. TRY again to go to bed Still meaning to order a thermometer. Today also noting desire for food processor.

Sleep last night: 5 hours, we think. Definitely skipped the go back to bed option. Salt and pepper popcorn was not catastrophic for sleep but can be omitted from diet. Still need to do dishes and actualize a clean desk and take out the trash. Supposed to be done with antibiotic tomorrow but I have clearly been missing doses. Went on a must acquire Tylenol rampage. Painful email from sister related to quest but nephew was totally cheerful bringing more cat supplies.

RantWoman achieved over 5 hours of sleep. RantWoman made it to bed somewhere before 2 and woke up before 6. RantWoman also went back to bed about 8:30 for an hour.. RantWoman did not get enough exercise yesterday. Today was only a little better thanks to an out of the house excursion to support "hoarding" of the next increments of distilled water, cat litter, and tea, all currently on RantWoman's buy it when you see it list even though RantWoman feels need to take some edge of anxiety but definitely does not want to accumulate too far out into the future. Excursion plus 30 min of walking the mostly blessedly deserted breezeway thinking about the city's #MakeA JoyfulNoise #WeGotThisSeattle cheerleading. The popcorn? RantWoman is a grownup about eating popcorn late in the evening. No grease, yeah, but salt and pepper flavor is surprisingly piquant. Further data point about how Bach cello suite just enfolds my body.

RantWoman achieved close to 5 hours of sleep. Going back to bed would have been good. But RantWoman had a medical appointment. The medical appointment was an interesting exercise. Part of the point was physical exercise. The rest of the point in a post on another blog. RantWoman is again feeling underexercised  but it is her own fault for spending too much time on the phone and not paying attention to time. Tomorrow more adulting about the life forms in the fridge and MAYBE about the desk too.

5 + hours of sleep. The plus includes time falling asleep in various chairs. Do not know how to count the cat wanting to nap on me whenever.... The not longer is the standard not make it back to bed due to media diet and today to needing to document today's I don't need to go to clinic data. Plus one Dr who looked at stuff online said "ultrasound." So tomorrow when i am done with self-isolation, ultrasound office said "Come on Down. We are Wide open," also as in not the first place one would stop for virus issues so should be clean. When not sleepless due to waves of CoronaVirus news there is always an unfolding community drama to whack sleep patterns. It seems to be the sort of thing one goes out into the desert, eats locusts for awhile and returns with some Eureka. At least RantWoman hopes so and based on some experiences... Yesterday's soup rocks. Now I have to find some other way to turn ingredients into food. Or get an exercycle / treadmill ...