Yesterday afternoon I could feel, despite plenty of rest, that my body was going to do a pretty full on chronic fatigue crash. I managed to do a couple of small jobs before collapsing on sofa and falling asleep for a few hours. After an hour or two of that, I went to bed and slept until late this morning other than getting up early to attend to animals. So when I finally opened the newspaper and saw the headlines, I was bemused to see that today is some kind of world chronic fatigue day. Yes, I am yet to read the article properly but you must admit there is a certain amount of irony involved in all that!
The hours I have been vaguely awake today have involved drinking hot instant coffee, cuddling a hot water bottle, resting and the odd potter about. I finally got the wood heater going and I am thawing the house out. I've decided that having the wood heater on during the day, even when cold like today, takes up more wood than I can be bothered carting about regularly so I am keeping myself warm with the wood heater on at night which keeps the house thawed in the morning at least. I still stay rugged up with plenty of thermal type gear. I figure that it's good practice for being a poverty stricken home owner. Mind, a home owner is only a possibility if people start questioning the logic behind paying half a million for a post war weather-board in some nicer suburbs!