The day started off with my being super tired. I didn’t get to sleep until late. I thought I had to get so many things done last night, ending the night with washing my hair and going to bed with it wet. Silly girl, I didn’t have to have clean hair to see the doctor, but I couldn’t stand all that hairspray like a football helmet on my head.
I went to Baylor Scott and White hospital for a CAT scan and check up. Everything came out fine, but the trip is so long to get to Temple. I no longer trust the complete care I can get in my hometown, so I bargained off in going to a larger hospital where I can have a team approach to health care. I hate it when I drive and try to stay awake. So I stopped and got a breakfast burrito.
The burrito sustained me until I started home. All I could think about was Red Lobster and their seafood platter, so you guessed it, I went 30 minutes out of my way home to visit that restaurant. I ate bread and butter and more than I should have allowed my eating plan. Being a good wife, I took half of the food home for my husband. That helped my guilt.
I fought falling asleep all the way home, and was miserable.
The moral to my day’s story: It is hard to make good, safe decisions when one doesn’t monitor their sleep and emotional stability. It had been a long weekend with family being in town.
But tomorrow is another day. I need to get it started off better and get my energy and courage back. I know there will be demands waiting for my time and my decisions. The projects are there waiting.