The Monday Blues
What a day!
Hi Fellow Hubbers! I hope you all have been keeping well. I haven't been writing hubs on here in a while due to some health issues. I am back to write about a true story that happened to me today. To give you an idea of why things happened like they did today, I will have to first explain what happened yesterday. Please bear with me.
Yesterday I tried to make an Indian sweet dish in the late morning, early afternoon. I put it in the oven around 2PM. As it had to set over 11-12 hours, I had to wait until 2AM to take it out of the oven and put it in the refriderator to set.
During this time, we were invited to my uncle and aunt's house for dinner. There were other people there and we all ate too much. After dinner my uncle and aunt sat down with the guitar and harmonium (looks like an accordian, but is stationary on the ground while you move the fan back and forth). They wanted everyone to participate in a song and dance session. The person who played the guitar was really good. He also had a very nice singing voice. We all sang along to the songs we knew. Overall, we really enjoyed ourselves.
However by 12AM, I was tired and wanted to come home. My husband and I were given leftovers on our way out. By the time we got home, it was 12:30AM. I was so tired, but had to sit up until 2AM to take the dishes out of the oven to put into the fridge. I knew my husband would not do it as he would forget. So I stayed up and watched some Youtube videos until 2AM. I then took the dishes and put them into the refridgerator before going to bed. I set my alarm for 9:20AM so that I could have a decent number of hours of sleep before getting up to do things. However, I didn't sleep well last night. I don't know why that is.
At 8:45AM this morning, my husband comes and wakes me up. He reminded me that I had to take him to school as his car is in the shop getting work done. I got up very disoriented and looked at my clock. It said 8:48AM. I was a little more than upset because once I get up, it is so hard for me to go right back to sleep.
So I put on jeans, brushed my hair and was ready to go. I figured it would take me 10 minutes to get there and 10 minutes to get back home. I thought I would try to take a nap as I was starting to have a headache before we left. I was ready by 9AM. Well, then his friend calls and wants a ride to school. That friend said he needed a half hour to get ready. Without consulting me, my husband said okay. I got really upset. I told him that he could have woken me up at 9:15AM and that I would have been ready by 9:30 (because that was the original time decided upon). But no, he had to go and wake me up a half hour earlier. On the way to school I started feeling very nauseous because of the poor sleep.
I know it sounds like I am complaining, but when someone like me who is not used to sleeping at 2:15AM doesn't get enough sleep, I get upset, cranky and do not feel well for the rest of the day. He of all people should try to understand that with my current health issues, I need more rest. It sometimes is frustrating because he does not know what I am actually going through and I don't tell him how I am feeling physically sometimes because he worries.
Anyway since this morning I have been feeling very much unwell. I haven't been able to nap either. I am hoping this day ends quickly so that I can try to sleep. I don't plan on sleeping late tonight so I hope that I can have a better sleep quality and quantity.
I hope you are all having a better day than I am. As always, comments, thoughts and ideas are greatly welcomed.