Right, so there’s supposed to be a Crocodile Dundee: 40 Years Later post here today. That’s being pushed back to Thursday for a one-off thing before the rest of the series (all two of them) are slotted for the next couple Tuesdays. What’s stalling this one was the obvious Mother’s Day festivities, which involved fried chicken and cake… her preferred foods.
And then I went for a walk because I felt a bit bloated… and then I laid in bed for the rest of the day and by the time I woke up, it was one in the morning. I slept through the whole evening… which I hadn’t planned on doing.
I feel like it’s been like this for a few weeks now. I’d go on with my day, I’d have a dinner or so, I’d pass out, and then all of a sudden, hours will have passed. There used to be a time when I’d only take hour long naps and that’d be enough to get me by. Feels like my body is playing catch-up for all those insomnia filled late nights in my earlier years.
I suppose I should be happy that I’m getting more rest… I’d be much happier if I could choose when to get that more rest.
Also, while we’re at it, I wish these winds would die down and the heat would come in sooner. I’ll probably regret that when the summer season hits, but I tried to take a walk and the wind was ridiculous. Not so much the breeze, but the coolness. It irritates me.
Anyway, that’s it for me. Old video outtake from last decade is coming up later today for the blog visitors.
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