Days of Quiet Reflection

The view from our front door

These days it seems I do the bare minimum in terms of housework to get by ... I vacuum the parts of the floor you can see and ignore the corners which I know are gathering dust, I dust the books shelves at eye level and ignore the shelves which are higher up, and I clean the sink, toilet and bath but ignore the tiles which often need scrubbing too. I just can't do it all and I need to use my energy for the things which really do need doing - the bathroom is always a priority, the washing-up is kept on top of, and our clothes and bedding are regularly washed. The dogs are walked. And the grocery shopping is done.

But I'm tired ... so tired. I work four days and those four days exhaust me. On my three days at home I try and spread out the chores in between bouts of resting, and often sleeping. 

Now that we're moving into Autumn and Winter, it's worse of course. My energy levels which are already low plummet and I feel like a tortoise which desperately needs some kind soul to wrap it in a blanket in a box and leave it somewhere warm and cosy until the Spring flowers start blooming. I'm not depressed - far from it. I'm just weary and I need to recuperate.

Neither the acupuncture nor the change of diet (eliminating all those bad things like gluten, yeast, dairy) has made any difference to the fatigue and exhaustion. I have some appointments in the next few weeks and I hope I will find some answers.

Tonight Lovely Hubby and I are going to curl up on the sofa with hot water bottes - the fire is lit and the dogs are sleeping. And I'm pretty sure I have a bar of Green & Blacks dark chocolate somewhere waiting to be opened ... !

Enjoy your weekend, friends,

Fiona x