A wake up call

Tuesday 18th January 2022

It’s been such a busy week, work has been hectic, now we are even more short staffed and I’ve had 3 nights out planned this week. I enjoyed all of them, but by Sunday, I feel wiped out.
Now at home in my comfy dressing gown, it feels like someone is crushing my rib cage. I have felt unwell for so long now, I don’t know if this is anxiety or something else. All the covid tests have been negative so far. I know I need to rest, so thats what I try to do.
My friend sends me a message saying “this is your task for the year” with a you tube link with advice on how to get your first book published, I listened and the thoughtfulness cheered me up.
The husband and I watch two episodes of the new TV series we are binge watching, Succession ( We are halfway through season one and loving it) I then decide to get myself to bed, a good nights sleep will help me feel better.
No such luck. I am rudely awoken by the sound of gunfire coming from the tv downstairs, the walls in this house are so thin! I am now aggy because I am awake but I am so tired. The husband then comes to bed and proceeds to snore on and off for the next four hours, I want to cry, I just want to sleep. I try reading, I try breathing exercises, I try listening to sleep casts, nothing. I toss and turn, knowing that I only have a few hours before I have to get up and log into work. How am I going to do this?