Wednesday, 19 September 2007Posted by adele

Okay. So that’s not the best title. But here I am sitting at my desk and the soup I had 3 hours ago is spreading it’s aroma about my head… it’s sort of like the Pepe La Pew cartoon character — except it’s not a cartoon — it’s real — and I’m thinking that I never want to eat beef soup again.

It’s really sad that my last post was in July at the height of summer. Now it’s mid-September and the leaves are changing and the mornings are brisk and Eugene is getting the gray pallor that creeps in this time of year.

I have my excuses… not to be defensive BUT I did have a family wedding to attend (which included a week-long “vacation” with my in-laws… I’d say it was brutal, but who knows who is going to read this post, so I won’t — but, wink wink, you know the truth). And then I had weekend camping trips and a whole pile o’ work that wasn’t getting done…. in the midst of all of this, I also had the dangest time staying awake.

For those of you who know me, you’re probably thinking that this sounds odd as I usually have trouble with falling asleep (I am a sporadic insomniac). But through the month of July I just wanted to recline. Yes, that is the official word for July — RECLINE. I was out running and all I wanted to do was lay down on the trail and close my eyes…. I’d be riding my bike and I’d suddenly realize that I didn’t think I was going to make it home. Finally I quit fighting it and finally gave in to taking naps.

But is it really a nap when it begins at 9:30am and goes on until noon and then you take another one at 3 which lasts until 5? Are those technically naps, or is it really just that I never fully got out of bed?

Hmmmm. I don’t know. What I do know is that now the problem is solved! Yipee! I’m back at work and back to my insomniac ways where I wake up at 3am sure that the world is ending and that there is definitely a brain tumor forming on my frontal lobe and that I hope I don’t have an aneurysm because I think I just heard someone breaking into my house and sneaking in to steal my dog.

Isn’t normal grand?

2 Responses to “Beef Soup”

  1. kadythelady Says:

    you never went on the camping trips!

  2. adele Says:

    Actually, you are wrong! I went on one of them… you know the one where I couldn’t sleep and had to get up every twenty minutes to pee so I finally just went out and slept by the fire, where I was sure that some animal was going to either a)attack and eat me or b)think I was it’s girlfriend and climb into my sleeping bag with me.

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