so…tired

Stayed home from work today (again). I was and am exhausted. something’s clearly wrong with me. The night before I got home and crashed and stayed down pretty much almost the whole night. Today I slept all day practically, and then got up in the evening. Now it’s late and I’m pretty frickin tired, but I laid in bed and all I could do is think about all the crap I have undone. The dishes, my teeth (need to see a dentist), and what the hell to do about a new doctor. I’ve been in contact with the secretary for a very highly publicized and supposedly amazing doctor, but my understanding is he can’t see me until August 11. I’ve pretty much decided I’m going to try out one of the docs my internal medicine doctor told me to see in the meantime so my medicine gets carried over and I can figure out what’s wrong with me right now.

I don’t know why I get so anxious and thinking and stuff right at bedtime. I am way too hard on myself, of course I’ll get the stuff done, why do I have to worry about it? As if punishing myself helps at all.

At least the office is closed tomorrow and I can recuperate.