Day 6

Today was endless doozy sleep, interrupted by a long walk. Awake most night, drifted off early morning but woke up with achy crampy tummy at 9 am. Pooped, then back to bed, and delirious doozy restless semi conscious sleep till almost 1 pm, during which I drifted awake multiple times to discover phone was off, put it on the far charger, checked msgs, called boy, had him come upstairs to say hi, checked emails, updated grocery list but continued to drift senselessly until another bout of stomach pain rose me back up. 

Took all kinds of will power to head downstairs, still unsure what I want to do, but lo and behold both doggos are bouncing around at the doorway urging me to take them out. Couldn't deny the optimism in Kiko’s face, or the death stare in Crae's, so on went all the jackets and boots and harnesses and off we were. Crazy squall outside, but not enough to deter the walk bully - an hour and 20 mins, 8k steps and a km long trudge through deep snow, all while getting whiplashed by icy winds for poor Kiko and I. Lost enough that I had to check maps. Twice. Gotta stop playing choose your own adventure and start being the alpha on these again. 

Came back cold and achy. More poop. Decided to shower as salve. Nothing left to give, decided grocery list would be the next choose your own adventure and called it. TV, more drifting in and out of sleep on the couch, late post dinner takeout, anticipating another stomach ache tomorrow.

Think im PMSing.

Tomorrow - duh. READ! Maybe thats all. 

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