Sunday February 7 Diary (Super Bowl)

Went to bed at 5:45, fell asleep shortly after, but woke up screaming at about 7:30. I have night terrors, sometimes, but not always, accompanied by bad dreams. There was lots of blood and violence in the dream which really had me worked up, and not in a good way. I snuggled closer to Shilo and fell back asleep.

Woke up again at around 10:45, and played HOF. Shilo briefly woke up at 11:15, and I asked him if he saw the chart, and then told him it was for accountability.  He grunted, rolled over, and went back to sleep. He awoke again at noon and left the bedroom at 12:15 after I reminded him about the chart. 

Stitch came into the bedroom and we discussed his lunch for work and me driving him to work. I decided that I would go check on "E" after I drop him off.  She called me last night because she had some confusion about a few things, and I'm a little concerned, so a stop there is pretty much necessary.

Out of bed about 12:30. Did the usual bathroom activities and then fixed my breakfast (Cheerios with freeze dried strawberries and unsweetened iced tea) I tried to update the layout of my blog and finally quit in frustration and left to take Stitch to work at 1:35. I called "E" on the drive, and told her I was heading over and explained why. Naturally, she had NO recollection of last night, and I spent much of the call trying to reassure her that it was a part of the brain chemistry changes, and that she didn't need to apologize for her behavior because it wasn't like she was doing this on purpose.

Dropped Stitch at work at 1:55, and arrived at "E's" at 2:15. I reassured her that I was taking care of the bills and she had nothing to worry about. I'm starting to think that maybe she needs more frequent face to face check-ins, but she's not good about maintaining social distancing, and I can not afford to get sick. She worries about EVERYTHING, and I keep telling her that I have her stuff under control. Sure, my stuff is horribly disorganized, but all her stuff is organized to a fault.  It's just how I am. Left her place at 3PM, then went to Albertsons to grab a few items. It was surprisingly uncrowded and I was third in line for the express checkout. By the time I left, there was a line to get into the store, and there were 15 people in line for express. I guess I was lucky.

I got home at 3:45, and tried to stay awake for the game, but finally decided to take a nap instead at 4:30. I was up at 6:30, so I didn't miss too much, judging by the score. I had planned on burritos for dinner, only to discover way too late that there were no tortillas. I stuffed the filling in warmed pita bread. It was okay.

I decided to try updating my blog layout again while absentmindedly playing HOF at a lower level. Both items were successful, and I'm rather pleased with the new layout. I also updated the layout on "Mistress Merry's Musings" before leaving at 10:48 to get Stitch from work. I arrived at 11:02

Stitch didn't come out until 11:07, and we went straight home, although I did think about stopping at a drive through and getting a chocolate shake. Arrived home at 11:25, came in and watched a few episodes of "Murphy Brown" with Shilo,  took my meds, and after he went to bed, I watched the earlier recording of "The Late Show Super Bowl Special" and kind of nodded off on the couch. Got up, took my blood sugar (211) and copy/pasted this here. Off to bed at 2:30AM.