Last week I took a break from work to relieve some stress and anxiety over things at work and yet I couldn’t relax at all. I had plans to redo a room in the house which involves ripping, smashing, dirt, dust, flying debris and all the joys of it at least for me.
Day 1. The plan was to start on sat but nope, had to still remove half the junk in the room, broke a glass panel on the door doing so, along with other errands so not much was accomplished.
Day 2. Sunday was an unproductive day as well. Church first, then clean out the last of the stuff and bring tools up and doing other parental responsibilities., who knew kids eat more than once a day,. I also had to pick up my meds only to find out that they haven’t been refilled and the dr hasn’t responded to the pharmacies request. Thankfully they gave me a couple days worth until they get an answer.
Day 3 of this project has begun. I finally get to the fun stuff I been waiting for (though I wasnt able to start until 11am). I spent the whole day smashing and tearing everything in site. Then cleaning up the mess for the day.
Once that was done, time to make dinner and relax some more. Then when I went to bed and had the night of screwed up dreams, tossing/ turning, more than normal, and freaking myself out. Will it ever end? I don’t normally dream due to having sleep apnea so.. that is weird.
Day 4. woke up and started the day with school prep for the kiddos, then breakfast and on to more ripping and tearing, pulling nails and cleanup. Heres where I find all the half assed carpentry skills of the time it was built. 2x4s that dint reach the ceiling, holes in the floor that go nowhere, animal remnants, bug infestations, poor insulation and much more. Wonder why the room was cold all the time! Then more of the dinner time issues and then the nighttime weirdness begins.
Day 5, started the day per usual, coffee and the school ritual but for some reason I couldn’t shake the sleepiness, dragging serious ass, heads in a fog, can’t focus, or anything. The 4 cups of coffee didn’t work, had to wake up my wife so she could deal with the kiddos. This is when I realized that I didnt take my meds for the last 2 days (not good!!)
I proceeded to sleep the day away. Woke up to at least eat and use the bathroom then back to sleep and the weirdness of dreams. No work on the room was done.
Day 6, more of the same feelings as yesterday. I couldn’t sleep it away due to finally having the Endocrinologist appt that was made 6 months ago. Barely could get my ass there. Moron drivers, road construction, barely any gasin the car, my anxiety levels, anger, frustration and mood swings are in full mode now. After my appt I figured that on my way home I would look at windows for the room. Arived at the store and realized I didnt have the measurements with me so called the wife, no answer, called the house, no answer, elevated mood even more. Driving home with hopes of making it to the gas station before the car stalls. More morons at the store. Get home only for the wife to ask to pick her and the kids up.
I wanted the day to end so badly because it was just as bad the rest of the night. Family hated my mood. Again, no work on the room was done.
Day 7, felt better and hopeing to accomplish something. Appts and supply runs for the next phase of the project. No work was done. Dreams seem to be weird and emotionally charged.
Day 8, Woke up barely able walk due to a sharp pain in my left side hip. I must have tweaked it the day before bring supplies into the house. Managed to struggle through the day
My emotions still on a roller coaster that doesn’t want to stop. Did get some electrical work prepared and misc projects temporarily fixed. Then I was done for the day.
Day 9, woke with same amount of pain as yesterday,emotions still screwed up but day goes on. Weather has become dreary which is better than the hot and humid days of the week but not by much. My emotions just worsened. Wife and oldest woke up being sick so off to church with the rest of the clan. I came home snd wanted to nap but to no avail. Phone was non stop, abundant visitors unannounced and hungry children. Fml!!
Pain and emotional roller coaster are not a good combo for myself or anyone around me.
Day 10, so lets see. So far pain has subsided to managable and while I write this the teenager has awoke with the attitude. Yea me