Keeping Busy

I’ve been partially absent from the blogosphere the past couple of weeks. Not too much blog writing or blog reading. I want to get back in the swing of things because blogging is such a fun and creative outlet.

So what have I been doing instead of blogging? Let me tell you, I’ve been busy. Three major activities have occupied my time:

Sleep – I’ve been sleeping as much as I possibly can. You know, just in case the world is taken over by Freddie Krueger and I won’t be able to ever sleep again. Naps have been a big part of my schedule as well. I managed to fit two in on Labor Day.

Staying Awake – While at work I’ve been focusing all of my energy on staying awake so I can make it through the work day and hopefully not make any mistakes.

Snoozing – Summoning up the motivation to get out of bed every morning is a drawn out process and often involves a few taps of the snooze button. Each morning I somehow believe that 10 more minutes will make a difference in my energy level.

All kidding aside, I paused for a moment yesterday to marvel at and be thankful of how blessed I am with the men in my life. All through my depression and even more so now with the chronic fatigue my Sweetie has really picked up the slack and filled in at home. He has gone out of his way to do things that normally fall into my area of responsibility so I don’t have to take any additional time off from work.

Just to use yesterday as an example, my Sweetie took Mr. A to his physical for his Naval Academy application, took G-Man to the doctor because he has bronchitis, and had dinner cooked by the time I got home from work. He did all this and still managed to work his job by telecommuting. What did we do before the invention of the Blackberry?

The boys are also doing all that they can to help out. When I got home from work yesterday G-Man asked ME how I was feeling. I hugged him and chuckled at the irony as I handed him his Z-pack prescription. Mr. A has also taken a big load off me now that he has a car to drive full-time. He’s now in charge of getting himself and his brother out the door and to school in the morning. It’s only the first week but it’s going well.

If I think about the depression and the CFS too much I get a little overwhelmed. But if I look at my family around me, I know that they have the bubble and I’m safe. So safe I could even take a nap… or two.