It’s been a good day overall. Got a bunch of house hold chores done ahead of maintenance coming to my apartment tomorrow afternoon. Took a nap and am generally ready to face the night. We’re supposed to have two warmer than normal days before things start getting cold again right in time for the weekend. Had a good chat with my best friend last night and my neighbor this morning. She hadn’t been spending as much time here the last couple weeks due to the craziness of the holidays. But she came over and we had a good chat.
My new bed sleeps well. I have now gotten used to the bed being taller than my previous beds. It is the right combination of soft and firm for me. It isn’t so soft I sink in and it isn’t so firm it feels like I’m sleeping on the floor.
When my parents came to visit a few days ago, we got all my old flags hung on the walls. I now have a pirate flag hanging behind my recliner and a British flag hanging behind my dresser. My 13 colonies American flag is hanging right behind my tv. I’m glad I didn’t buy more flags. They, in addition to the artwork my best friend made, take up most of my wall space now. My house now feels like a home again. For a few years after I went minimalist I didn’t have much on the walls. It’s amazing how much one year and weekly maintenance and cleaning can do to improve the surroundings and my morale.
I find myself sleeping less at night and even staying up later. Yet I don’t feel tired. I may be getting less sleep than I did during the summer and early fall, but I think it’s better quality sleep. I changed out the parts on my cpap machine and I think that has made a big difference in my sleep quality. Some days I don’t even need to nap anymore.
Between getting my cpap new parts, redecorating my house, getting a new doctor, having a regular cleaner come help me out, having regular contact with my neighbors even though I don’t leave my apartment some days, and having these lingering maintenance issues resolved, it feels good to be getting some tasks accomplished I had been neglecting. I think much of this neglect was do to the paranoia aspect of my illness. Sometimes all the tasks needing to be done were so numerous and overwhelming I didn’t know where to start. I’m glad I got some outside help to help with my projects. I’m starting to get over my fears of asking for help.