Sleepless in Devon Meadows

​night before last I thought the melatonin had started working 

I went to bed a reasonable time. Woke up after about eight hours sleep and I was able to get lots done. 

Next minute 

I take all meds, as usual, and wait for that relaxation sleepy feeling to hit. 

That didn’t happen. 

It didn’t happen the whole night!

I ended up going to bed the same time I woke that morning. 

5am!

I then slept until just past 6.30am

To make matters worse, the power was out. That means no coffee 

It was a perfect storm for a complete meltdown. 

Thankfully the power came back on about 45 minutes later and I was able to calm the beast within 

I’m going slowly but I am going. 

Last night I was just too tired to finish cleaning the kitchen. I know ironic, right. 

Everything that fitted in the dishwasher got washed. Anything that couldn’t or shouldn’t go into the dishwasher was left in the sink. 

I emptied the dishwasher 

I washed the remaining dishes

I wiped down all benches and all trays that live in the oven, I put them on the dining table while I use the oven, got put back away. 

The kitchen looks so much better. 

A clean kitchen is great for my mental health. 

Today my brain really isn’t in a state to concentrate on knitting cables. 

So I’m back to hand sewing 

I can do that asleep. And I probably will 

I’ve got myself organised and comfortable ready to start. 

I’ve turn the telly on. It’s on a news station. Currently the transport industry is complaining about the price of diesel. 

I feel their pain. When we first got married we had a transport business. 

The price of fuel hit a dollar a litre for the first time ever. We bought 1,000-3,000 litres a month depending on where the products had to be transported from and to where. 

It didn’t help we were in the middle of a recession we had to have 

Any Aussies old enough to remember the late 80’s will know exactly what that means 

It got so bad we were actually going further and further into debt 

That’s when I had that great idea that the only people who make money from trucks are those that repair them. 

Hubby was a diesel mechanic and to me it made sense to start a mechanical repair shop 

The rest they say is history 

Even though we have been out of the transport business for over thirty years, we still hurt for those still trying to make a living trucking 

I fear they are the canary in the coal mine. If transport stops. Pretty much all businesses stop. 

The future isn’t looking bright 

Maybe that’s why I’m not sleeping?

Too much is going on