This is ridiculous!
Feb. 4th, 2026 07:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wiseheartI mean the fact that I'm so tired all the time. I know it mostly comes from the fact that I haven't had a day off for over six years but still. The last time I was this drained was almost forty years ago when I left my convent and vegetated at the house of a German friend for several months. But that time it was a quiet nervous breakdown. This time I'm just mentally exhausted, I think.
That said, I made peanut butter cookies today, first thing in the morning. Partly because I had half a jar of peanut butter lingering in the fridge since Christmas and partly because the currently re-run season of the GBBO had cookie day yesterday and that always causes the words cravings in me. Cookies are the thing I find very hard to resist.
So I made the cookies, which turned out excellent... and then nothing for the rest of the day. Absolutely nothing. I took a nearly two-hour-long nap before a very late lunch, then we watched some crap telly, then I had another (much shorter) nap, and now the day is over. I intended to call my friend Evie to see if she came down that steep hill of hers in one piece (yesterday we had lots of snow again) but I overslept, and now it's too late. She's my polar opposite: she goes to bed with the chickens, as we say in Hungarian and gets up with the first light of the day... or before. So yeah. I feel a bit guilty, but calling will have to wait until tomorrow.
That said, I made peanut butter cookies today, first thing in the morning. Partly because I had half a jar of peanut butter lingering in the fridge since Christmas and partly because the currently re-run season of the GBBO had cookie day yesterday and that always causes the words cravings in me. Cookies are the thing I find very hard to resist.
So I made the cookies, which turned out excellent... and then nothing for the rest of the day. Absolutely nothing. I took a nearly two-hour-long nap before a very late lunch, then we watched some crap telly, then I had another (much shorter) nap, and now the day is over. I intended to call my friend Evie to see if she came down that steep hill of hers in one piece (yesterday we had lots of snow again) but I overslept, and now it's too late. She's my polar opposite: she goes to bed with the chickens, as we say in Hungarian and gets up with the first light of the day... or before. So yeah. I feel a bit guilty, but calling will have to wait until tomorrow.
