I overdid things. Again.
If I could even slightly grasp what to do to make recovery from over-doing things faster, I would not be sitting here frustrated right now trying to think of a way to talk to someone who is coming to do some work here, (family) about the house.
See, it is not that we don't care. It isn't that we don't want it clean.
I worked hard last time, and now I am paying for it. I pushed beyond what I should have done, and have not been able to move much this week. I am tired, annoyed, angry, frustrated, all in a little nutshell.
My husband does what he can, but I don't want him doing too much because he has his own set of wonderous health issues right now.
Worse I just turned 40.
I feel like that should have been a great birthday, at least with someone wishing me a happy birthday, maybe flowers, or cake? Maybe even some friends? Heck no-one even asked me what I wanted for my birthday.
And I don't have friends because of this illness.
I have had a bad track record with birthdays. I set myself up to fail every time because I would make a fuss of other people but I guess wanting that back isn't really something I should do at this age.
So emotionally I'm hurt too. My birthday sucked, it was in Feb tho, so I ought to just exhale and leave it. Still there though in the back of my emotional bucket.
I cleaned for this person to come and help us, and I don't really know how to say it but I had a migraine, and so much pain and they stood around waiting for me to thank them. I am the kind of person who likes people to say "Here is what I did, how we did it, look it works" so I was waiting for that. I think there was a problem... or something.
I am grateful for their help. I am thankful for the gift they gave to us.
I do wish someone had fussed about what I did that has put me into this hole tho? Maybe "thanks for the cleaning you did?" or "I know you must have tried really hard to get things done..."
Maybe it isn't really fair of me to think people should notice what I do or how I am.
At the end of it all, I am just chasing myself in circles anyhow because no-one else seems that bothered.
I over-did it and didn't get a thank you, and I can't even improve on what I have done.
Now I can't figure out if this is my mental health having been pushed to a wall or my physical health, and I have a funny feeling it is kind of both?