I'm feeling really tired today. My therapy hours are really down on the CPAP machine (I keep taking the mask off in my sleep!) and although I don't feel fatigued, I do feel a general sense of tiredness. No pep in my step. I'll try going to sleep earlier tonight, and hopefully I'll wake up at some point like I used to (regularly, 3am-ish) for a mask check.
My thoughts keep going back to the apartment I viewed yesterday. The building (a 3 story brownstone) had this wonderful period feel to it. Definitely a 1900's to 1940's feel. Even the colour scheme of the wainscoting in the hallway felt dated, with black and green being predominant. I'm getting a certain feeling of predestination about this. I was going to take the apartment for May 1st, but due to some pressing issues it looks like June the 1st will be the day. And I think the landlady likes me! We seemed to hit it off rather well. I'm hoping she'll just go ahead and give me the darned apartment. We shall see, and I won't get my hopes up for June 1st, but so far it's very promising.
I've been so consumed with trifles I've felt like too little butter with just this HUGE expanse of bread to cover, so I've been letting things like church and the gym slide. I'm getting back on the horse tomorrow. Church at 10:30am sharp and the gym at 1pm. When I start kicking myself around I need to step back and realise there's always room for improvement. But today I just feel kinda down. Hopefully I bounce back before the meds hafta kick in. :D
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