I'm tired, totally brain foggy head stuffed full of porridge mind tired. I had assumed that more time to myself I would be less tired, but I'm strugling with remembering basics half the time and too much screen - VDU or TV is hurting my eyes so I'm doing things in small bursts.
I'm struggling with my second Lewis Challenge prompt, the Crevecouer one, but I had struggled for days, bit at a time and I've lost the fourth page of jottings today. I'm struggling with Oxford Ripper, I know how I want to finish but I doubt myself and my words. More importantly, there are clothes everywhere, and I know I need to put away summer stuff and sort through what doesn't fit BK and clear out my own wardrobe but it hurts to think. There is washing to do and housework and never mine the moving through treacle feel of bone aching, muscle twitching exhaustion, it hurts to thing what I need to do.
My friends, I am so incrediably touched by everyone's care, thoughts and prayers for BK, and everyone of you who has commented on my two posts has made me a little weepy to think that there are people who care. If I don't get around to replying please don't think I don't appreciate the thoughts and words. I do. Thank you all.