You Don’t Even Know (Unless You Do)

Do you know how tired I am today? I am so tired that I have Restless Legs before 9 am. That, my friends, is a serious pain in the behind. If you haven’t experienced restless legs, then you don’t know the torture that it is. Perhaps you’re familiar if you’ve ever lived with someone who gets them, since I’m sure understands at least partly what it’s like. I’ve been known to describe it as wanting to rip my legs off so they can go do laps around the house to work off the extra energy while the rest of me lays on the couch and quickly falls asleep. Conveniently, I’ve found a nice over-the-counter remedy [link removed] that seems to work for me, and I don’t get them all that often (though I am on my third bottle of the OTC remedy), and they’re not all that strong ( used to wake up with hers, and now she wakes herself up with them because she’s a lighter sleeper than she used to be). I think I’ll be finding some to take momentarily, to avoid the insanity that comes with feeling this way in the middle of the day (or middle of the morning, as it were). I don’t think I can adequately describe how crazy it feels to have restless legs in the waking hours – it just doesn’t seem right, and it feels much worse when I’m stuck here in a cubicle all day.

Why am I so tired, you ask? Well, I was tired yesterday because I didn’t get to bed until 12:30 on Sunday night (which means 5 hours of sleep, far too few in my opinion). Last night I got to bed shortly after 11, so that wasn’t that bad. But in all truthfulness, it’s because it’s that time of the month for me to be exhausted. For some reason, it’s very tiring to sit here and without any conscious thought at all shed the lining of my uterus. I wouldn’t have known such an activity requires so much energy, but it does apparently. I’m going to go get some caffeine shortly, and maybe some food of some sort.

I’ll post a weekend update sometime today, or at least I’ll try. For now, it’s taking all my effort to stay awake.