It’s Monday again

Which for me, means nothing.  Every day is a Saturday for me.

I love my job.  I can sleep in every day which is very important for me.

You see, ever since I was very little (since I was born, according to the stories from grandma) I’ve been a night owl.  I suspect I have a mutation on one of the genes that control the Circadian clock, most likely the Tim (Timeless) gene because day light (or light of any kind) does not wake me up.  And I also suspect this mutation is hereditary as both my children are night owls as well as my sister.  We simply cannot wake up early in the morning.  We simply cannot go to bed at regular hours.

So both my daughter and I have perfect jobs.  We go to bed around 2 -3 am and wake up around 11 am- noon.  Absolutely perfect.

Anyway, hope you guys had a great weekend.

Mine was pretty good.

On Saturday, I went shopping with my daughter in the afternoon.

I got a wet shirt (like a wet suit but just the shirt) with SPF 50.  Water shoes -they called them aqua socks. Last year my feet were very sore from walking barefoot.  The concrete gets very hot and it actually burns your feet while your walking from one slide to the other.  I was NOT gonna let that happen this time around.  Those shoes feel like a sock actually.  Best $8 I’ve ever spent.  I also got a good pair on sunglasses -albeit very cheap cause they were on sale, so I wouldn’t be heart broken if I lost them.

Unfortunately, the shopping spree took a bit longer than I thought, and I was worried cause I was very tired by the time I got to the studio.

I had figured I’d take a nap between shopping and deejaying and I’d be OK.  When I got home at 8:55, I realized I was deejaying at 9:30 pm and NOT at 11 pm like I had previously thought.  So, I had to forget about the nap, quickly change and run to the studio instead.

In spite of being so tired, the set went very well. I was happy with it and people seemed to like it too cause I got a lot of compliments on it.  I got home at 1:30 am and crashed immediately.

On Sunday, I didn’t want to get up when the alarm went off but then I remembered what the day had to offer and I got up with a smile on my face.

We started the day with a yoga class at the studio.  SO good!  Best way to start a day.

Then we headed the water park.  I made sure I took the allergy pill on Saturday night.  Put my kickass water gear on and applied tons of sun block.  Took this group pic and off to the slides we went

Came home, watched a bit of a movie with my daughter while we ate a late dinner and then crashed hard again.  A very unusual bed time for me.  Gone to dream land around 11:30!

Alarm went off at 11 am but I only managed to get up at 1:30 pm.  Had breakfast, a quick shower and off to the vet I went with both kitties.  Alone.  With a very foggy brain that refused to wake up despite the supersized coffee.  But then again, I ALWAYS have a supersized coffee so it wasn’t all that surprising.

I was a bit apprehensive because both kitties hate riding in cars and this was the first time I had to take them both at the same time.

Luckily, this time around the taxi got here on time and I got a very gentle cab driver.  He was very careful in his driving and even helped me take the kitties inside the clinic.

We barely had to wait before they took us in.  Both kitties were well-behaved, we got the good doctor and were back home in an hour and a bit.  Pheeeew

Oh yeah, it’s Monday.  The reason why I like Mondays it’s because I have team practice from 8-10 pm.  AWESOME

However, I’m still very tired from the weekend.  The problem with Fibromyalgia/Chronic Fatigue Syndrome.

And I can’t even take the long nap I was hoping to take cause my boss decided to schedule a meeting for today.

My daughter decided we are to have are to have a meeting every Monday from now on.  Le ugh.  It was supposed to be earlier but they move it because of the kitties appointment.  It’s now happening at 6:30.

I got to relax in bed for an hour but couldn’t convince my brain to shut down and sleep.

Don’t know how well team practice is going to go but at least it’s something I love to do.  Nonetheless, those practices are always very physically demanding and that’s why I usually don’t do any physical activities on the weekend so I’m nice and rested on Monday.

And I have to take Jay back to the Vet clinic at 8 am tomorrow for his dental surgery.   I foresee tears in my future.

But! It was a good weekend, and if all goes well, my darling Jay will be pain free soon!  That’s what matters.

15 thoughts on “It’s Monday again

  1. purpleowltree1234 says:

    Wow, I’ve never heard a medical explanation about why some people are night owls. How cool! My brother, for one, *cannot* get up early in the morning. He’s finally at a full time job where they let him arrive any hour and do his work (whatever he chooses to do, he doesn’t get told what to do anymore) and leave any hour too. Perfect for him! He’s always been unable to wake up in the morning. Now I think I understand why, finally! :)
    I didn’t realise you have fibro/CFS. Ow. That won’t help depression, huh. I had CFS for a few years, and it was exhausting! Ibuprofen helped a little with the pain I got with it. I’m happy to say it’s vastly in the past for me now, and I only start getting mild symptoms of it again if I don’t sleep a few nights in a row (like now). *Caring* about your tiredness and pain.
    I *love* that photo of Jay and Satchie!! :) It gives a good view of their size difference still. And they are both so pretty! :) Handsome, Jay, handsome. ;)
    Thinking of you with Jay’s operation. Thinking of Jay too! Remember, no more pain from that tooth! :) Hold on to that thought. ~~~pats~~~ for Jay and ((((hugs)))) for you.
    Love from Rach.

    • SummerSolsticeGirl says:

      Yeah, there is a fine line between mood disorders, fibromyalgia, CFS and hypothyroidism. a huge grey area there as all of them can present pain and depression as part of their symptoms. Technically speaking, CFS can be ruled out when there’s also a diagnosis of hypothyroidism or clinical depression. And anti-depressives were for the longest time the only treatment for the pain associated with fibromyalgia. In my case, it is a lot more complicated than that because of the imbalance of my hypothalamic–pituitary–thyroid axis. I need to take Levothyroxine for life, on top of my antidepressant. The pain is mostly under control, which really means that I’m still in pain every day but it is not at sharp as it used to be so I can live a [mostly] normal life :)

      Glad to hear your brother also found the perfect job for him! I’m very happy to hear that :)

      • purpleowltree1234 says:

        Wow, it’s all so linked together, these disorders and illnesses. I”m so glad you have found a management program to reduce the sharp pain. That was awful, I remember it too well myself. So sorry you feel pain every day still though.
        I kind of (maybe) get having your hypothalamic-pituitary-thyroid axis askew. My aunt has Sheehans Syndrome, very rare, and has to take *all* her hormones, cortisone, thyroxin, etc, daily. For the rest of her life too. She got Sheehans through a terrible haemorrhage in childbirth about 40 years ago now. She was in a coma for a few days in the labour ward. The worst problem for her is when she gets sick and needs to increase her cortisone to fight it, but that’s the very first thing she forgets to do. So she needs people constantly checking on her to check if she’s got a cold or anything so they can remind her to increase her cortisone. Poor darling. She’s heading on towards 70 now. Playing golf a lot, travelling like mad, living life well. She lived with my mom and I for years after she left her hubby. She’s had knee replacements, a heart attack, all sorts of things. And lots of comas. It’s amazing what medicine can do, and will be even more amazing in another 40 years’ time.
        I’m so glad you’ve got your music and dancing. :) I still think of that film often which the Bear posted of you singing the Spanish song, with the Spanish guitar palying along. Beautiful and captivating. :)
        Love from Rach.

  2. Love & Lunchmeat says:

    After I get my nursing degree, I’m hoping to get a late shift. I think the need is always highest in the ER regardless. And I’m a night owl as well. I’ve never figured out a way to naturally shift my Circadian rhythm…

    • SummerSolsticeGirl says:

      It would seem like ERs are busier at night, right? At my hospital, both adult and paediatric ERs were always busy no matter what time of day. What varied was the type of emergency.

      I’m sure your colleagues will appreciate you wanting to do more night shifts!

  3. No Blog Intended says:

    A few questions to console my confused mind: team practice of what? Deejaying on what occasions? What’s going on with Jay? Will he be alright?

    That will do for the moment. Great group picture, and lovely kittens!

    • SummerSolsticeGirl says:

      It’s a Lindy Hop team. I’m a competitive swing dancer. I am also a Swing DJ (you can see my DJ tap here on my blog) and I DJ every Saturday night at our swing dance.

      Jay broke one of his fangs and it needs to be extracted. He will be alright I hope. There’s always some risk whenever general anaesthesia is used but a dental extraction should be a fairly uncomplicated affair.

      Thanks for asking!

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