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Yesterday's afternoon walk was canceled due to a last-minute work thing Becky got, but she still had us over for a nice housewarming dinner. Her new place is nice, and very convenient to the park I was going to take her to. I was exhausted when we left, and went to bed as soon as we got home. But then I made the mistake of checking my phone. I really thought Hillary would be way ahead of Trump, but that wasn't the case at all, and neither had 270 electoral votes yet. I tried to sleep, but my heart was racing and using the CPAP felt like SCUBA diving because my chest was so heavy. I checked again a couple more times, and finally saw that Trump won.
I'm so glad I recently saw an article saying that laying down in bed with your eyes closed--even if you don't sleep--is still much better than just getting up. I might have gotten a few hours of sleep, but I doubt it. I haven't had such a sleepless night since my mom died, which is when I decided bad news can wait until the morning because otherwise you're too exhausted to deal with it. And I'd been expecting to see good news when I checked my phone.
Melissa and I were supposed to walk this morning, but she canceled. That worked out because I had a project that would take a few hours to complete. I jumped into that, sent it off with my notes, and went out for a late walk. I wasn't even really concerned if someone noticed I was gone; it was a mental health break. And it all worked out. I didn't hear from anyone while I was gone, and I answered a few other things this afternoon, both before and after I went over to the Asian buffet for lunch.
I didn't realize how much the sky had wept today, and was surprised by how much mud I found at the gulch. And I couldn't walk along the tracks because it was late, and I don't know what time they start using them. So I walked in the mud.
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I'm so glad I recently saw an article saying that laying down in bed with your eyes closed--even if you don't sleep--is still much better than just getting up. I might have gotten a few hours of sleep, but I doubt it. I haven't had such a sleepless night since my mom died, which is when I decided bad news can wait until the morning because otherwise you're too exhausted to deal with it. And I'd been expecting to see good news when I checked my phone.
Melissa and I were supposed to walk this morning, but she canceled. That worked out because I had a project that would take a few hours to complete. I jumped into that, sent it off with my notes, and went out for a late walk. I wasn't even really concerned if someone noticed I was gone; it was a mental health break. And it all worked out. I didn't hear from anyone while I was gone, and I answered a few other things this afternoon, both before and after I went over to the Asian buffet for lunch.
I didn't realize how much the sky had wept today, and was surprised by how much mud I found at the gulch. And I couldn't walk along the tracks because it was late, and I don't know what time they start using them. So I walked in the mud.
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