A Serious Funk

Ugh.  Today is definitely a “blah” day for me.  I’m lacking the motivation to do anything.  Walking to the grocery store even seems like too much trouble right now.  I just want to curl up on the couch and zone out. 

This sluggish mental state is due, in part, to the fact that I just finished a stretch of overnights at the hospital.  I like working the graves, but they take a toll on my body.  It’s tough to flip back to a normal schedule.  And, not wanting to waste my entire first day off, I only took a short nap this morning.  So, here I am, feeling somewhat zombie-like, wondering if I can survive on the wilted lettuce and old bean sprouts stashed in the bottom drawer of the fridge.

I can only blame so much of this funk on sleep deprivation, though.  I can thank Mouse’s departure for the rest.  His absence hit hard this morning when I came home to an empty apartment – a first since living in Brisbane.  He wasn’t here to greet me or complain how my arrival was interrupting his sleep.  I’m not used to such deafening silence.  Right now, I’d gladly take his complaints over my loneliness.

I know this will get better.  To start, I need a good meal and a good night’s sleep.  After that, everything else will fall into place.  I will get used to his absence.  It will get easier to come home to an empty apartment.  And who knows – I may even end up enjoying this brief stint of independence.