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The notion that we all live in a 24/7 world is a myth, at least out of cities. Spouse has been put on the back-shift for a few weeks (2pm - 10.30pm) so, although it isn't night shift, it means tipping everything upside down or reserving things for weekends. But if we schedule as much as we can into weekends we run up against things like sunday opening hours (for shopping) the gym closes at 4pm both days etc.
It also means that I don't watch tv programmes that we both enjoy until Spouse can watch, but by the time he comes home I'm too tired. So weekends are binge-watches.Trying to organise mornings means we're always aware of the deadline looming, so if we don't get up early then there's no time to manage anything before it's off-to-work time. It's temporary, and it's not the most difficult thing we've ever faced, but it is irritating, and tiring. I stick to my own schedule for painkillers, and I can't adapt that at all. Pain and sleep are stubborn things. The next time anyone goes on about 24 hour lifestyles, I think I'll puke. Or throw a punch.
Speaking of stubborn things :) The new rescue dog, Ginger, has been with us for about six-seven weeks. She's taking her time settling. I don't think she has any trouble with us, as such; she likes us all, including Jack. And Jack enjoys having a little sister. But Gin is curiously timid at times (the animal shelter were of the opinion she had been hit ) and oddly independent, as if she doesn't realise she can depend on someone else to be there. She is heart-breakingly sweet at times; and is now beginning to let us see her stubborn streak. Which, while inconvenient,* is good to see; it means she's beginning to trust us enough to not always be on best behaviour.
*as in right this moment I'm writing this instead of taking dogs for walk, as planned, because she's taken refuge in kennel and won't come out. She's fallen asleep, which is good as she hasn't been sleeping enough during the day. Up till now she only slept when being held. She started out hyper-vigilant, is now merely excessively alert which leads to exhaustion. Since moving the kennel to its present position, she has taken a shine to it. Yay. Modified rapture.
It also means that I don't watch tv programmes that we both enjoy until Spouse can watch, but by the time he comes home I'm too tired. So weekends are binge-watches.Trying to organise mornings means we're always aware of the deadline looming, so if we don't get up early then there's no time to manage anything before it's off-to-work time. It's temporary, and it's not the most difficult thing we've ever faced, but it is irritating, and tiring. I stick to my own schedule for painkillers, and I can't adapt that at all. Pain and sleep are stubborn things. The next time anyone goes on about 24 hour lifestyles, I think I'll puke. Or throw a punch.
Speaking of stubborn things :) The new rescue dog, Ginger, has been with us for about six-seven weeks. She's taking her time settling. I don't think she has any trouble with us, as such; she likes us all, including Jack. And Jack enjoys having a little sister. But Gin is curiously timid at times (the animal shelter were of the opinion she had been hit ) and oddly independent, as if she doesn't realise she can depend on someone else to be there. She is heart-breakingly sweet at times; and is now beginning to let us see her stubborn streak. Which, while inconvenient,* is good to see; it means she's beginning to trust us enough to not always be on best behaviour.
*as in right this moment I'm writing this instead of taking dogs for walk, as planned, because she's taken refuge in kennel and won't come out. She's fallen asleep, which is good as she hasn't been sleeping enough during the day. Up till now she only slept when being held. She started out hyper-vigilant, is now merely excessively alert which leads to exhaustion. Since moving the kennel to its present position, she has taken a shine to it. Yay. Modified rapture.
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