I had a weird sleep last night.
After boring myself with some television, I went to bed quite tired around 10pm. I had to get up several times because I forgot to turn off lights, etc. Then it took forever to get comfortable. Even though my shoulder hadn't been bugging me earlier in the day, it sure was when I got into bed. I finally drifted off around 10:30.
I woke up in the middle of the night, or so I thought. It was only midnight. I had to go to the bathroom, which I did. And by the time I got back into bed, my shoulder was even worse. I popped an oxy.
Next thing I know I woke up at 8:20! I never sleep in that late. Guess I needed it.
There isn't much on the agenda, so that's fine. I see a relaxing day of laundry and writing ahead.
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UPDATE [10:45pm]
I spent the day doing exactly what I had planned: laundry and writing. Watched some of the BBC series Sherlock (end of season three). Not much else.
I'm trying to increase my water intake -- so I created a chart to tick off every time I drink 450ml. I managed four today.
I didn't take any oxy all day, but popped one about an hour ago to aid with sleeping.
As for exercise: just 16 flights of stairs and my physio.
Big day ahead Wednesday... best crash.
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