I've not been feeling very well these past few days, decidedly under the weather in fact. I'm pretty sure I'm under attack from some sort of lurgy, although the symptoms are mild (weird ears, a bit of a silly cough, slightly wibbly legs and you know that feeling when the surface of your skin feels unwell?). Truthfully the thing that is really hampering me at the minute is the most extreme tiredness. Oh boy, soooooo tired. Take yesterday for example. I hadn't been feeling good all day, but tried to push it to one side and carry on as I have a great many things to do right now. Around about 4pm I went to sit in the sunshine in my back yard to partake in a little bit of mindful nothingness. I just needed to sit and be still and allow my body to rest before cooking dinner. The next thing I know, my neighbour is gently waking me up from the deepest sort of vertical sleep. I had fallen asleep sitting in my chair and had dreamt vividly that I was back in India. I was completely stunned to wake up in my own back yard and not actually in the streets of Delhi, as that's where I really thought I was!
Earlier in the afternoon I had summoned up enough energy to re-make my bed, with much snorting of the freshly laundered, line-dried, sun-warmed cotton bedding. The scent of clean, air dried cotton bedding is one of my most favourite household smells, I love it so much. Do you know, I actually know someone who changes her bedding every single day, even irons it too and as much as I know that is completely and utterly crazy-bonkers, a small part of me can see the appeal.
As I was slowly and laboriously making up my bed with arms that felt like limp bits of string and legs that were all wibbly, I began to formulate an early-to-bed Body Rescue Plan. I decided I would treat myself to a super-early night. I absolutely could not WAIT to get into my bed. I went outside and snipped a few stems of flowers to pop on my bedside table. I smoothed the sheets and made sure my little blue bottle of Neals Yard Remedy was there. I then photographed it because doing these simple things suddenly made me feel so happy that I wanted to remember that feeling. The simple, blissful anticipation of a loooong night of much needed sleep to help get me back on track.
I managed to make dinner, dish it up and plonk it on the table before informing my very surprised family that I was off to bed. Yes, I know it's only 5.45, but night night from me. I don't think they could believe it!
I'm so glad I listened to my body and took that extra time to rest. Feeling a tad better today, but you know what? 8.30pm and I am about to tiptoe up and put myself right there between those cool cotton sheets, with my head on those plump rosy pillows. Maybe tomorrow I might wake up feeling my usual chirpy, bouncy self, here's hoping.
ps my wonderful Toadstool Night Light is one of my favourite bedroom accessories. It provides a soft glow, perfect for those times when the other half has gone to bed first and you come to bed much later, entering into a pitch black bedroom, stumbling around trying not to bang into things and fall over in the dark. Yes, this little toadstool deals with that tricky situation rather nicely, giving enough light to see by, but not enough to keep the other half awake and grumbling. Can highly recommend it for maintaining good Bedroom Relations.