Just give me coffee...

I'm sitting here very early in the morning having my third cup of coffee and I slowly feel like I'm turning into a human being again. The first thing I did, when I got up, was have two tall glasses of cold milk, but they did nothing to wake me up, they just quenched my terrible thirst. Luckily, the coffeemaker gets done quickly and I had my first strong cup of coffee in no time. I drank it greedily, because I knew it would restore me to my senses very soon. Fortunately, I take milk in my coffee, otherwise I would end up scalding my mouth.

I was up for 36 hours. I never did go to bed after I wrote my last post. I stayed up all night and I stayed up all day yesterday and didn't go to sleep until sometime early in the evening. I was fine too, I wasn't tired or wired. I was just very much awake and functioning. It was a very strange situation and I was aware of the fact that I maybe thought I was functioning normally when in reality I wasn't, so I tried not to do anything out of the ordinary. I only ventured as far as the tobacconist and stayed home the rest of the day, except to go out and walk Tyke. 

The domestic help was here and I had a perfectly normal conversation with her, so I think I was pretty much okay. I was certainly glad to see her, after the one who had been here on Tuesday, who, it turned out, had written down all sorts of things in the work book that she hadn't done. She had written down that she had washed the windows! Well, I certainly would have noticed that. I don't know who she was trying to fool. 

I had to wait for that package with the ten Euro dress in it and I sat and waited for it for the longest time until it dawned on me that they had put it in the mailbox of course, and yes, that's where it was. I had to try that on right away and find the right clothes to go with it and that worked out well. It was the right size and looked good. I even had the perfect earrings to go with it. I do count my blessings when it comes to my clothes. What I order fits and looks good and I get it on sale. What more can you ask for?

I started to write another blog over on Wordpress. It's not instead of this blog. It's in addition to this blog. If you're interested in checking it out you can go to it here. I started it because sometimes I have such a terrible need to write and I end up writing multiple posts for this blog that are left unread. Not that I expect much traffic on the new blog over at Wordpress. I'm doing it for my own pleasure more than anything. It's just another outlet. Another chance to write, maybe about the same things, but I'm rewording the text. I hope to be more interesting in another place. I was funnier in Wordpress before. I don't know who's going to be my favorite child now.

It's cold in here and I just turned on the heater. It was raining earlier and rain is expected the rest of the day. I think we're getting this weather system from England, it's coming to us from the south west. Are you people in England having foul weather? 

I've run out of coffee and will now start drinking cold milk and lemonade to quench my everlasting thirst. Since my antidepressants were increased, it has gotten worse. Maybe I ought to start buying bottled water, there are no calories in it and I could keep it cold. 

Have a good morning.

Ciao,
Nora