Wednesday Evening

I've been asleep most of the afternoon, so haven't been blogging.  All at once, I seem to be taking too much by way of drugs - I overslept and now can't stay awake.  I'll take 350mg and a nitrazepam tonight, but if I oversleep tomorrow I'll drop the nitrazepam.  I've had a shower and I'm dressed, and I've had a bash at the kitchen table, without much success - it's still a tip.  There's not much storage space in the house, so the kitchen has a lot of things out that should be put away.  And, of course, all the books that I want to read now I'm a bit better.  There's one on voices and how to deal with them, but it looks a bit simplistic - I already challenge the voices and my thoughts, so I'm not sure the book will come up with anything new.

I've ordered a massive amount from Tesco's to arrive tomorrow afternoon, as my friends arrive for the weekend either on Friday or Saturday.  We're going to picnic on cold meats and cheeses, rather than eat big meals - and we're having Sunday lunch in a fairly local pub.  I'm looking forward to seeing them, so I know I'm on the mend.  Then my sister comes to stay the following weekend, which will be lovely.  In between, I'm deliberately not doing much - I have one meeting this Friday and one next Wednesday, so I'm trying to pace myself.

I managed to read a bit of The Times today - the first time for 5 weeks.  The stories don't seem to have changed much in that time.  When I'm well, I try to read a couple of papers a day, and watch the news, but they pass me by when I'm ill as I can't concentrate on anything written.

I think I'll sign off now and try to get as much sleep as possible.  Probably more later.