sunday was an enforced day of rest

An unused Mac

For reasons that only my body knows (and it’s not saying) I spent all of yesterday in my pajamas and slippers, huddled underneath blankets throughout the day, living in a state of fatigue and a mental fog. I managed to end the day suffering a major migraine complete with visual distortions (“the colored jaggies”) dancing across my field of vision. The migraine passed and left me in an even greater state of fatigue.

Sunday started cold and rainy and stayed that way throughout the day. That was the impetus to stay under big fluffy IKEA blankets. I could have run the heat in the house, but the insanely high cost of electrical power in Florida means I will find every opportunity not to run either AC or heat, or consume electrical power if possible. If I’d been in a better cognitive state then I’d have dressed appropriately, but I didn’t. The cold and clammy from the environment added to the overall malaise I was in.

A post I started early yesterday remains unfinished. It’s a technical post that contains lots of code listings scattered throughout. Technical posts demand focused attention to writing in order to “flow” correctly from paragraph to paragraph because of code listings and other types of illustrative information embedded between each paragraph. When I tackle a post without that attention to detail I wind up having to go back and reorganize and/or rip out and rewrite. That’s no fun, not for me anyway.

This morning was decidedly different than yesterday. I woke up without the mental fog of yesterday, got dressed, and was out in the house doing my normal chores that includes taking care of the little critters. I even took the galloping gophers (Ruby and Annie) out on a regular walk this morning. They were quite happy about that. I don’t know if I can do a walk this evening as there is more rain in our forecast, but we shall see.

Today is Martin Luther King observance day and a federal holiday, meaning the post office is closed along with the brick-and-mortar banks. Being retired it won’t matter as every day now in my life can be considered a holiday. That doesn’t preclude me from “working” here at home, and after yesterday’s unanticipated downtime I’ll need to catch up with certain chores I should have done on Sunday but didn’t. I am glad to be feeling better, and I hope that days like this past Sunday are very few indeed.