Where has Ailbhe been?

[ailbhe]

This is intended as an explanation of why I've been so oddly silent, rather than as a plea for sympathy, by the way.

I've been sitting at home, most days, since I got back from Ireland. I had a lot of fairly draining emotional stuff to process, and I have been a bit ill too (stress-induced stomach problems, mostly).

My life has been busy enough that when a friend met me in town and said "Congratulations!" it took me ages to realise that he meant the wedding, because two months seems like forever ago.

I have an assignment - the last one before my exam - due on Friday. I have decided to do the easy one, which covers material I've already studied to some extent, rather than the one which would require me to read a whole 'nother textbook. Now I need to decide to start work on it.

I keep waking in the middle of the night really, really hungry, between 4 and 4:30 am. I can't cook without feeling nauseous, which means that Rob has been doing all the cooking - yes, including toast, sometimes - and I can't eat very much at a sitting. I've been eating 6 snacks a day, on average, including something just before going to bed. I still wake in the middle of the night feeling hungry.

This waking at night is tedious, because I can't sleep unless I'm exhausted, and I'm not exhausted after 4 hours of sleep; I'm slightly refreshed. So I then sit up for a while waiting to feel tired again. My schedule is all out of whack.

Writing about myself has been tiring too. It's usually enjoyable. Hopefully when I'm better it'll all be back to normal, insofar as that is possible.