Queasy is as Queasy Does Or Something Else That Might Make Sense

I’ve been feeling extra tired and kind of unwell a lot this week and I’m not sure why. I know that I haven’t been getting enough sleep, but when do I ever get nearly enough sleep? I don’t feel like I’m coming down with anything really. I mean yes I feel queasy and weird, but I just… don’t know. I guess I have been struggling with headaches too. But the tiredness is just worse than I’m used to, and I don’t like it. I don’t know if I am sick or I am tired or if I’ve been getting even less sleep than usual and I just don’t realize it or what, but I’m not in love with it. I’m pretty much the opposite of happy about it.

 

It’s also possible that I should be giving myself credit because it’s possible that I have been taking on more than usual too. I was talking to one of the girls at work and she was talking about being lazy. I said something about being lazy every spare minute I got, and I still think that’s true, but she acted like I was crazy. She said that I’m always doing something and that every time she talks to me, which is quite a bit, I’m working on something or doing something. I don’t feel like I’m that active. I mean, a lot of what she’s talking about is writing or reading and that doesn’t feel like work to me. Okay, well, writing might be work and editing too, but I guess it still doesn’t feel like I’m not being lazy when I do it… which come to think of it, is probably something I should rethink.

 

Anyway, my point is that if I’m nearly as busy as she says which might be true or close to it, then maybe I’ve been wearing myself thinner than I realized. If so, then that would go along way towards explaining why I feel like I do. And also why I’m still feeling tired after getting woken up from a three-hour nap. Not to mention that I had to be woken up from a three-hour nap in the middle of the afternoon. Well, my nap started in the afternoon, it was dinner time and well into the evening when I got up. My mom keeps fussing about me sleeping tonight, but I honestly don’t think I’ll have a single issue going right to sleep when I lay down or staying asleep through most of the night. I’m setting an alarm because I don’t think I’ll wake up in time to go to the theater at noon if I don’t. I could be wrong, I suppose. We’ll certainly find out!

 

One of my buddies says I’m feeling this way because I’m “getting old.” He’s a month older than me and his theory is that you start falling to pieces at 30 and that it happens in chunks not steadily. I disagree. Well, I at least hope he’s wrong. I know that I can’t do to myself what I used to in terms of lack of sleep, but also don’t think I agree with the idea that I would suddenly struggle so much more with the same lack of sleep I’ve always had. I keep telling myself I need to go to bed at more reasonable hours especially since I go to the gym before work most work days, but I’ve never really tried very hard to enforce that change on myself.

 

I don’t know. This is mostly just a jumbled bunch of thoughts. I’m still feeling a little disoriented and tired which probably means I really should head back to bed. Ugh, I wanted to get farther in my story, dammit.