Monday, April 20, 2009

Sleep, Sleep, sleep, zzzzz

We had a beautiful weekend and all I wanted to do was sleep! It seems as though come the change of a season, comes a flare up of my vasculities and myriad of so called "symptoms". Yesterday, my elbow started hurting and continued through last night and today. Although, it's painful, I find comfort in the fact that it will disappear as it came, for no gosh dog reason.

I had so many things to do this weekend, clean up the yard and/or the bottom of the barn; spring clean my camper and/or my sewing room; or work on a flying geese quilt I started last week and/or start on a baby quilt for a neighbor. That's not even mentioning house work like laundry and my dirty bathroom. Jim has become accustom to my sleep marathons, but he doesn't function well by himself and he needs input on his activities and of course...dinner. So sometimes, I try not to sleep, although I know I will pay for it later with more fatigue or worse. Sometime when I don't give in to my fatigue it will turn around and make it so I can't sleep even if a large rock fell on my head.

As I lay down, I think about the things that need done, hoping that I'll get the groove to move and do something. As I lay there waking between sleep, I think of the time I have wasted and look for that groove, but generally I just wind up wasting time. So now I'm hoping to try and keep up on my blog. (once again)


New resident of the Cookie Jar, Bosco, a 2 yr old full blooded Bassett Hound. He came to us via our nephew Davy. He got "Lighting" as a pup but lately the pup was spending most of his time in his cage because Davy worked all day and was spending his evening with his new girl friend. So to get him out of the cage we offered to take him in and any time Davy wanted him we would return him. Now, Bosco, cause we name dogs after drinks i.e. Whiskey and Coco. However, we don't know if we'll be able to keep our end of the bargin. Bosco is soooo funny! A regular comedian, a yuck, yuck guy. His paws are huge and his legs are missing. He can jump on the sofa but can't get on the bed. When he tries he goes around the bed boxing with his paws. Most of the time we're mush and pull him up on the bed, yet other times the bed is too full. He like the others have us wrapped around his big ole paw, cause he's so very entertaining. More on that later.