All this drama is exhausting!

Today I slept through my 5:15 am alarm and awakened at 6:15 instead. Off to a bad start.

I got ready quickly and got to work at 7:45, already 45 min. later than my usual self-imposed arrival time.

I felt like I weighed an extra hundred pounds. I got through my work quickly enough, but didn't have the energy to delve into more complicated stuff and left at 10:30. I thought I might have a walk, but I honestly couldn't force myself to do that. I came home and got through some ironing, but even that I couldn't finish.

Knowing that I had a therapy appointment in Berkeley this afternoon, I literally dragged my sorry ass over there. Thank goodness I've got a wonderful therapist, and we worked together to bring my attitude out of the toilet, so to speak. I walked in feeling overwhelmed and walked out feeling quite a bit better.

Tomorrow morning I'll have a huge breakfast, the last bite of which will cross my lips no later than 9:30, because I am having an outpatient operation tomorrow afternoon. I've been so busy feeling bad that I haven't even had the chance to dwell on it. There I go, finding a tiny sliver of a silver lining.

I am promising myself that between breakfast and having to appear at Kaiser for the operation, I am going to take a walk. Yesterday I walked 3.25 miles (g-maps pedometer is a wonderful thing) and I should be able to do that tonight and again tomorrow.

Deep sigh.