Day 158 - Fighting to stay awake!

I had the worst nights sleep last night I remember last looking at my alarm clock and it was 3.18am. I tossed and turned for a few hours, then changed my pyjamas 3 times, then sat up and drank some chamomile tea, then had to get up for wee’s. I then went into my spare room hoping and praying for sleep, thinking that the change of scenery might help…sadly it didn’t. Ahhh the life of an insomniac.

My alarm shrieked this morning at 6.30am and I let out out a “Nooooooooo!! This just cant be happening!” I don’t know how I got showered and ready and dressed for work I think my friend Reney The Auto Pilot really did just take over.

So I arrive to work, bleary eyed and looking like shite, I walk in to be told that works hot water system has been stolen. Yes stolen. That’s three times in a span of 18 months. We had this last hot water service welded to the wall, caged up, bolted and double bolted and the fuckers managed to pinch the fucking thing! AGAIN!!!

So off I raced to the cop shop suddenly rather bright and alert. I walk to the counter, smiling, and charming and being such a flirt. Why is it that I get weak at the knees each and every time I see a man in a coppers uniform? The cooper asks me if I am all right as I looked a bit flushed. Now how fucking embarrassing is that? I said that I felt guilty and I didn’t know why and then I leant in towards the counter and said “I think it’s the uniform you boys wear” Like what the fuck Reney? And why the fuck must you say these things out aloud. Sometimes my mouth races. All I can say is thank God he saw the humour in what I said and laughed this huge, bellowing laugh. Hee hee.

Work was busy and it was great when 5 o’clock hit. I raced home and tidied the house up as I was expecting an aunt to pop over this evening. Happily I must add that she called up and we rain checked for later in the week. Thank God as I am so sleepy at the moment and all I am craving is sleep.

I’ve not eaten much today as I basically don’t have the energy to chew. I am beyond exhausted. I kept my fluids up and I guess that was a good thing.

I cant get the song “My Sharona” out of my head today, the entire day I have been singing “my, my, my Sharona” over and over again. It’s driving me nuts.

I have been fighting to stay awake all day and I think it’s finally hit me.

Nighty Nite y'all

Reney