Weary

I went to bed at a reasonable hour last night... 9:45 pm... so early, actually. I slept like a baby and I woke up feeling tired and weary. I've had no energy all day. I decided to take a bath because that usually makes me feel good. I feel like I'm suffering from the physical effects of depression without the depression. Just so drained, and there's absolutely no reason for it. Kevin felt like this last week and I thought he might be coming down with something, but he kept insisting he felt fine, just drained. I told him to drink more water, that maybe he was dehydrated. So this morning, I thought I was dehydrated. I drank lots of water with lime, from our lime tree. So fresh, so good. Then I forced myself to get one chore done today.

I cleaned the bottom of one of our avocado trees. I weeded, added some lime and compost. Good job done, but man, it took every ounce of energy to get it done. While Kevin was working on the side of the house, making the stone wall and making cement, I rested in a chair in the sun. I feel asleep. An hour or so later, Kevin and I went to the pasture to collect some of Paloma's golden nuggets to add to the compost. Once that was done, I made some lunch. I'm glad I got something done today because it sure wasn't looking all that promising earlier this morning. I guess the good news is there's nothing that has to be done right this minute. If I feel the need to have a lazy day, at least I'm lucky enough to have that opportunity. If only I can let go of the guilt. Tomorrow, we'll add the Diatomite. Looking forward to seeing the results.

Kevin's just made me a cup o' tea... what a lovely man. It looks like a little more relaxing is in order! Ha. Tomorrow will be more productive, I'm sure of it.