Ever since I started on thyroid meds (which, according to recent bloodwork is still not quite right), my sleep has been a mess. It was a mess before, true, but it was a mess I was familiar and could work with. Now, I am awake at 3am (sometimes for a PJ pee break, sometimes not), then awake at 5:30, going back to sleep at 7 and sleeping mostly until 9.
When I get up at 9, I am all disoriented and by the time I’ve had coffee and done all my internetting for the hour, half the damn day has gone. I liked getting up at 6:30 or 7 and being ready to do work stuff (or whatever) at 8:30 or 9. I functioned that way for a long time.
And then, on top of that, add a Fitbit which calculates my sleep time. On average, I get maybe 6.5 hours.
So, I’m not sleeping enough, the sleep I do get is all jagged and at weird times and I feel like I’m starting my day at noon which bothers me.
Cousin O’Cool recommended a magnesium supplement and I tried it for a couple weeks but nothing much changed. (Maybe I didn’t give it long enough?)
In other news:
- I am counting the minutes until I am done with Dude (the guy for whom I’m doing Virtual Assistance work). Jesus. I cannot with that man any more. I promised I’d stay through May and it will be a crawl.
- I am working on an entirely new site for my business that is much more coherent with who I am now. I won’t be killing PI but I will be taking a lot of old stuff off there (podcasts and whatnot) and tightening it up. And may I say once again, I suck so damn hard at graphic design. I shall pray to Prince and see if he can send someone my way with minimal expense because I neither want to pay $2000 for a new site nor do I have the funds to do so.
Speaking of Prince, I had a WEIRD thing happen last week. (And you know if *I* think it’s weird, it’s REALLY weird!)
LONG story much shorter: I went over to Trader Joe’s to buy some roses for my altar that I’ve set up in my office and was looking for red roses. I saw some but none called to me. Instead, I saw these soft pink ones and knew that was what I wanted. They were lovely and I put some on my altar and some in the kitchen.
Cut to: that night when I had the interesting occasion to talk with another conscious channel (like I am with Spirit Guides). She also has a telepathic connection with the Purple One and as we were talking, she stopped and said “He has a message for you. The pink roses were from him.” WHAT??
No one knew about the roses I bought (and I rarely buy flowers) and that they were pink instead of red.
Yes, my mouth dropped open.
Then I realized that the vase I chose to put them in (a gift from the sweet girl who does my nails) had a PURPLE ribbon around it! I didn’t even notice that when I was putting the flowers in them.
Clearly, he was letting me know he’s for sure my Wee Spirit Animal.
Y’all, this year has been so so so bizarre. I have no idea what shifted but the strangest things have been happening (stranger than usual!) and with every one, I stand there in amazement.
And the beat goes on ….