cimorene

My career counselor was understanding and sympathetic about my low spoons, and immediately told me to just do three-day weeks until the end of February, which is how long my work practice lasts. That's a bit of a relief, but three is still pretty exhausting, so.

I napped for a couple of hours yesterday afternoon and this afternoon, even though I slept almost 8 hours last night as well, and I still feel flattened. We're pretty much out of food again because last weekend we only did a couple of days' worth of emergency shopping (thinking we'd be able to use the car in a jiff, but it's still dead in the driveway, hasn't even been towed, and the garage isn't open until Monday).

And the kitchen is like a tornado hit it again, and there are at least three houseflies in there every time I go in there, and the recycling needs to be emptied and the sink cleaned, and right now there's no clear space to prepare food left. I don't even want to go in the kitchen right now, which caused me to have some trouble finding anything I could eat without using counter space to get it ready first. Hopefully tomorrow I'll have some more spoons. Being tired all the time is so... so...revolting and aggravating. So much so that thinking about it is an emotional experience that makes me think "I don't want to be feeling this; I want to be asleep right now".