This week has been one of the most lazy weeks in a long time. I don’t know if it was Christmas or isolation finally getting to me. But I slept in most days until 11 am and played a lot of Minecraft. Movies were also a huge part of the week and I watched all my Christmas favorites. I skipped out on Scrooged though. Some movies you just see way too many times.
But here I am at 8:50 am on this Wednesday morning. I have my cappuccino instant coffee. Toast with peanut butter. I have clothes on – sort of. And the sun is starting to come out. Is the world ending? Because it’s been a while since I’ve seen a sunrise.
I also have eggs cooking – I’m craving soft boiled eggs. Maybe I’m lacking in protein. Which I shouldn’t be considering how much ham I ate this week. Honey ham. Is there anything better than a slow cooked honey pineapple ham that someone else made for you? Nope, not at the moment there isn’t.
Maybe I’m slowly snapping out of this funk I’ve been in. I have a doctor’s appointment tonight online at which I’ll ask for a prescription pill for sleeping. Once I’m in bed, I have no problem falling asleep. But I’m tired of staying awake until four in the morning. That’s what insomnia does to you. You can’t sleep.
It doesn’t help that my creative bursts of energy often hit me around 11:00 pm at night. Why can’t this happen early in the morning when the rest of the world is awake? I know this is a problem for writers and artists in general.
I worked on art for most of the day yesterday. I always loved sketching as a kid but I was never good at it. Abstract art is fun as you can break all the rules. Trying to sketch with a tablet is even harder. I know I just need practice. I really want to learn watercolor but it’s a hobby I can’t afford at the moment. Not until my health benefits kick in again.
Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve and I know many of us are looking forward to the year ending. For us here in Alberta, it looks like the lockdown could continue for some time. But the silver lining is that there is a vaccine coming in the next few weeks and my dad is on the list.
And could someone please tell me why I’m chatting with an ex on Facebook who messaged me on Halloween? I guess the isolation gets to us all at some point.
I guess a 20 year “friendship” is hard to let go of.