The slump

Today has been one of those slouch in your chair kind of days. I truly am not blaming anyone else. No, I realize that it is me. No pointing fingers here. Anyways, I had one of those nights where my Sunday nap again took up much of my allotted sleep time. The miserable part of it was that I was not fully awake and not fully asleep for much of the morning. I think I would rather be so awake I had to get up and do something or so asleep I missed the first 30 minutes of work. Drifting between the two planes is just not enjoyable. I often find myself in a horrible fog for the first several minutes of the day. I try to focus on getting ready while caught between dreams that seem real and the world that awaits me. It can take several minutes to sort out what actually is real. Was that really hubby that told me he would be home at 6:00 or was it a dream? Did that giant spider really terrorize me? Was I attacked by that nasty grasshopper? Did we actually ride a roller coaster which I fell out of? Okay, in broad daylight and in a conscious state these questions are probably not that hard to answer. However, in my early morning droopiness, they might as well be trigonometry equations. So tonight I plan to go home, cook some supper, do some laundry, and then relax. Hopefully my "sleep" will be filled with much more rest and dreams that don't haunt me till 9:30 a.m.