Woke up at 5am out of a nightmare. This was actually a good one… kind of a Resident Evil zombie themed adventure. 🏃🏻🏃🏻♀️🏃🏻♂️ 🧟♂️ I guess one good thing that came out of it was revisiting a dream location from years ago. It’s a strange combination of Hills, Ames, Lancaster Sales, and Hecks. But it’s the same one I’ve visited in my dreams several times in the past. 😌 So yeah, it started out there as me and a friend were not only gathering supplies to live on during the zombie rampage, but I was also trying on new jeans. 👖 🤷🏻♂️😏
The rest was as you’d expect, zombies getting into the store, chasing us out the back, out into the woods, etc… but yeah, I woke up at five friggin AM. 😒 Had some serious panic attack symptoms going on so I tried to distract myself by going outside and spraying a bunch of weeds before the sun came up up, since it’s been so friggin’ hot during the days lately. Also broke some dead branches off the two big flower bushes out back, which should make them a little less annoying for the mowers as well.
That didn’t help my anxiety, so I took a shower and went back to sleep until noon. My second attempt at waking up went better, and I actually felt good enough to make a run to Dollar General to get some friggin’ cat litter. I swear, these cats poop so much. 😸🐈⬛ I took my tripod with me, because I thought I might stop at Lake Logan to do the time-lapse tests I’ve been pondering, but even in the late afternoon it was still too friggin’ hot to get out, set up the tripod, and sit there sweating balls for 15 minutes per test. 🥵
Instead, I came home and started laundry, got the living room cleaned and vacuumed… I dunno… just did some random crap around the house that counted as progress for the day. Oh, and Steve came and got the drift car so I’ve got my garage back. 🏎️ So now I don’t have to worry about cracking my windows when I wake up, so that my dashcam doesn’t melt and unstick itself from the inside of my windshield.
I think yesterday was possible because I slept so damn much. Actually, the past few days I’ve been sleeping more than usual… but I’ve also mentally thrown up my hands like “So what?” 😴 If I sleep 10 or 12 hours, but then wake up feeling good enough to get some shit done, then who’s to say I shouldn’t be sleeping that much? 😕🤷🏻♂️ It beats all the nights not that awfully long ago when I’d be lucky to get four straight hours, eh? Meh…