I’m on my lunch at work, in beautiful, not quite Winter Park, Florida. In in the Sprouts employee breakroom. I’ve got the place all to myself, for now. This is good, because we’ve been bombed and I’m sick of hearing, “Thank God you’re open because Publix is closed.” No shit. And their employees are still getting paid for at least five hours.

I started this post (above passage) on Easter, 3/31.

It’s 1:10 pm on Friday 4/11/2024. I’m on lunch, and I just want to wrap up this little posty to get it out of my, “drafts,” folder.

I’ve just been exhausted and did not have the energy to return to this post and finish it. Now, I’m going to turn it into something else. Oh, I’m still lacking sleep, as the title suggests, but I’m now in the thyroid hormone.

Yes, my thyroid finally made a decision, which is more than I can say for a certain person I know—bless his confused little heart—he’s hard to not love, though. Anyhoo, after decades of being, “close to being slow,” it finally chose to have the swiftness of a snail. My primary physician put me on levothyroxine. Oh yay, another pill to take, and on an empty stomach. That pushed my happy pills to about four hours later than usual. The transition hasn’t been exactly smooth. But, there are moments when I’m still and I reflect upon my energy level and realize that it is increasing. It supposedly takes about six weeks for it to fully be working. It hasn’t even been four yet. I can’t wait to not feel exhausted.

My lunch is ending soon, so I’ll just post this and, hopefully, work on something new tomorrow. I have off. Praise the goddesses.