Ever had one of those weeks where if someone could just give you a few more days or even hours to fit stuff in, then it’d go a whole lot better?
I’m having one of those years at the moment. There never seems to be enough time to fit everything in, and while I love the whirlwind that my life is, it is frustrating watching sections of it crumble or simple dissolve into a disorganised mess because I haven’t been able to maintain it.
If only sleep wasn’t so essential, eh?
And it’s sleep I am actually lacking in the most right now as I’ve started sleepwalking again. Not only have I been sleepwalking but I have also been having the strangest dreams, which of course I am never deaf in.
Take last night for example, I was at the wedding of Best Friend and Head Girl’s little sister – she’s already married – and there were these breakdancing priests, and I was wearing Pippa Middleton’s bridesmaid dress and her sister had humungous flowers in her hair that quite frankly looked ridiculous, and the Rents and Penthouse Flatmate were there.
And somewhere in the midst of this, I went walkabout and I know this because I fell over everything on my way until I eventually woke up. You see my flat is in a state of chaos as I am still trying to finish the painting of the new and amazing cupboards in my bedroom so that I can put my furniture back in and hang all my clothes up, and this means that for now, everything is displaced. There is a shoe rack in my hallway, a mattress in my lounge and a Marmite teapot by the front door...
Last night’s main offending item was a 245cm tall sheet of MDF that is currently leaning against the hall wall. It is so big that even when I am awake I have trouble navigating my way around it, so achieving this in my sleep was never going to be that successful. And so, I woke up, hopping, holding my toe and swearing loudly.
Anyway, this week is also all about the lead up to the second wedding of the year. It’s Drama Queen and Taxidermist’s and is in the Wild West erm… Country in a field. She’s a wonderfully creative chick, so I can’t wait to see what her big day will be like.
And it’s these wonderful occasions that will carry me through the lack of sleep, chaotic flat and somnambulating, because let’s face it, love is energizing. Seeing other people’s love, watching them take this amazing step to promise to be with each other until they die, well what could be more inspiring than that? If you ignore the dying part…
And on that joyful note, enjoy the sunshine, peeps. That’s just what I’m going to do.
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