It’s day 9, still no change.
We slept in pretty late. As Randy showered and dressed I headed downstairs to make breakfast. We ate breakfast and in no time he left for home.
I sat in my recliner covered in my blanket watching tv while I waited on his phone call before he headed to work. As I sat there I didn’t feel motivated to clean house or do laundry. I really just wanted to go to bed.
When Randy called I told him I was going to take a nap and I would text him when I got up. I went upstairs set an alarm an hour before I had to be to work just in case I slept that long (5hrs). I wasn’t planning on sleeping that long but if I did I would at least make it up in time to get ready for work.
Five hours later my alarm goes off. I’m exhausted I hit the snooze for twenty more minutes. Those 20 minutes pass which seem like seconds instead of minutes. I text Randy and we talk briefly before heading to the bathroom to get ready for work.
As I sat on the toilet tears rolled down my face. I desperately wanted to call off but it was way too late to do so. I was so tired I wasn’t sure I would even be able to do my job. But, I was going to try.