Do you ever wake up with gummy eyes? You rub and blink, but your vision stays blurry? This morning I feel like my Life Eyeball is gummy. After spending five days eating sugar-free jello and toast, watching the Hell on Wheels marathon on AMC plus every mediocre movie my cable channels offer, expelling unspeakable noxious odors, and laying with a heating pad on my belly, I can’t quite bring the world into focus. Wha….?
Later this week, I’m heading for Minneapolis to sit with a friend through a simple, but scary surgery. I’ll be there long enough to see a bunch of people I haven’t laid eyes on in years, people from my life before the bipolar disorder blew it all up. This will be my 2012 Excursion, and I’m looking forward to it. But, there’s stuff to do before I go, and I can’t seem to get clear on what that is.
I’m sticky with bits of Christmas, flu, depression, Diet Brain (too much toast!), and Money Fret (pay day is on Tuesday). Tasks pop up to the surface (Get the Oil Changed in the Truck!) and sink again before I can get a good hold on them.
I’m thinking this is a transition from flu and depression to something better. So, I will try to help it along today. Back to the Y. They’ll just have to put up with the gas bubbles rising up out of the water. And then coffee with a notebook to make a list. Or two. Whatever it takes to clear the sand out of my eyes.