Still revising. Still not sleeping (today I woke up at 8 but I’m so effing sleepy, and I have to go to the doctor to change my meds at 11. At least this doctor isn’t at the back end of the beyond — Friday I have my gynecologist and they’re 65 miles away.
Yawn. Tab didn’t do it, coffee’s not going much better.
The food’s going well. Richie’s sick and still asleep so i can’t check my weight (though I expect they will at the health center).I’ll try again tomorrow. Gotta finish these revisions today so I can jump into the new book (and I’m getting excited about it).
I was having Deep Thoughts last night but I can’t remember what they are. I think I discovered the meaning of life, etc. But then I had a nightmare. I was searching for my sister and my father in the hospital. I knew my mother was dead, because I told the volunteers that she used to work there (she was head of PR at Princeton Hospital). And I kept getting in the wrong elevator, and being taken to a different campus out of town, and I was getting more and more frantic until I finally found them in the basement cafeteria, which looked like the cafeteria in one of my grade schools.
I think I made myself find them deliberately, because the dream was getting so frantic and distressing that it was waking me up, but even forcing a resolution in a half=sleeping state didn’t fix it. Hate dreams like that.
Unless it had something to tell me. Though I can’t imagine what.
I promise — a weight update tomorrow.