Retirement and the Sleep Factor.

You must all have noticed how great you feel when you wake up after a really good night’s sleep. As slumber drifts from your body and mind, you feel good, ready to handle anything the day throws at you. You’re rested and in control.

So why is sleep so elusive? This past week has been awful! Much too stressful, long hours at work, followed by coming home and worrying if I’d got everything done. Each night after going to bed, I’d remember something important I’d missed. That paid to my sleep.

Last night was the first night in almost a week that I slept long and hard, and woke up feeling refreshed. If only I felt like this every day. I think my massage and reflexology helped, but that’s a luxury I can only occasionally afford. How do I manage to sleep on a regular basis? I sleep well on vacation, because there’s nothing to worry about.

I’m wondering if perhaps its time to retire.

Comments anyone? Advice?sleepless01

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The voices in my head sometimes ESCAPE!

Coming out of Costco tonight the voices in my head just ran riot…….“oh thank heavens it’s stopped raining. My god, does that woman know she’s too old to expose that much of her bosom, and you really shouldn’t wear short skirts at THAT age. Great, someones’ parked next to me. If I have a door ding I’ll be upset!”

SHUT UP SHUT UP, I pleaded, but the voices continued.

“Do I need more wine? No, I have enough. What am I cooking this weekend? Hey watch where you’re going. Dammed Hyundai’s they’re taking over.”

Oh, what a lovely Porsche, I bet that can shift. I wonder who’s it is. Probably some hot young man.” 

I was aware of someone standing in front of me and looked up to see a gentleman smiling at me. He was about the same age as me (okay, I’ll tell you mid fifties) and quite well put together.

“I’m not a young man, but I still consider myself a pretty warm, not steaming hot, but certainly not cold.”

Was he reading my mind, I was speechless. I stood and gawked at him.

He laughed out loud now. “I guess you live alone,” he said, “and yes you were talking out loud.”

AHHHHHHHHHHHH!

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A Porch with a View

Today was trying (to put it mildly). By the time I got home I was ready to crash, but I valiantly baked and did few chores in preparation for visitors, but then I poured a glass of wine and sat on the porch. Thunder and lightening rumbled, rain fell, but the view was awesome!

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ALWAYS the Optomist!

Tomorrow will be better.

Do you feel like you say this to yourself on a daily basis? I do!

Does life seem to get more complicate as you get older? Mine does. Why is that?

 

When I moved to the US from England I planned on getting a little part-time job. Not sure what happened, but this cartoon pretty much hits the nail on the head.

As well as having a demanding full-time job, I have a home with three acres of land, I am a fiction writer and I manage my husband’s small business.

 

All this is fine as long as there are no hiccups. Last week there were lots of hiccups. My office moved to a new location, yes moving is always stressful.

 

 

 

I drove a different route to get to my new office EVERY DAY, in search of the shortest way. I did find it, but it meant paying to use the toll road…..AHHHHH!

 

 

 

The office movers broke my NEW computer.

My file server at home broke.

I found bat in my house (the brown furry type).

My patio door started leaking.

How do I handle the added stresses  – you got it! Picked myself up and shook myself down – and kept my wine glass full. (filled to the bloody brim)

 

Do it yourself diet – Days 3,4 and 5

The struggle continues on day three.

Breakfast:  crisp bread and salmon.

Beverages: Two cups of fat-free latte and lots of water.

Lunch:  Two ounces of cheese and an apple

Dinner: Solitary (but rather large) pork chop.

 

Yes, this was a slightly better day, but how did it look on the scales?

I got up on Tuesday morning, took a deep breath, and stepped onto the dreaded contraption.

At last, I lost some weight, three pounds to be exact. Just enough to give me a boost and the will to continue.

I did well on day four, eating small portions of vegetables and protein.

On Tuesday night I went to my weekly Turbo Kickboxing class and worked my little heart out. It made me feel good. After kickboxing I was too tired to prepare a meal, so I had a bowl of cereal for dinner, not perfect but it hit the spot.

I weighed on Wednesday morning and the three pounds had stayed off, so I was content. Why is dieting so hard?

My day at work today was straight from h*#@. It started badly and deteriorated. I should have been at a ‘body pump’ class tonight, but couldn’t get away from work in time.

By the time I left work the only thing in my head was wine. My friend and I stopped at a bar instead and had a glass of Chardonnay (well actually two). Wine always means nibbles so we ordered some pita chips and artichoke dip. OOps I forgot I was on a diet. Now I have to weigh in tomorrow again. Wish me luck!