Sleep
Eludes me. And I don't know why...
The weekend was full, and active (especially Saturday) and I got an early night last night yet still, my eyes opened at 330 and there was no going back to sleep. I finished the Shiralee, just in time for bookclub on Wednesday. I'll write about it on my book blog (www.wordsfromwest.blogspot.com). I need to get a wriggle-on with that as well, feel like I haven't been on a computer non-work-wise in months.
So, I went to a play on Friday night called The Disappearances Act - I think a brave attempt to show what effect a missing person has on a small rural community. I say brave because it was just two actors, sitting in front of a screen, and talking. And while the subject matter is worthy, and important and harrowing, the words themselves didn't entirely do enough to carry it as a piece of theatre. I left a little deflated. The Blackcurrants and I did end up having a good talk until about midnight, which was the perfect way to finish off the week.
On Saturday morning I went to Lake Monger for a run. I figure if I'm set on doing the 10km Rotto run this year, I should really get a little training in. And off I waddled. I did two laps (about 6.8km) walking some of it, but pretty pleased with my efforts. I plan on going again today, as soon as the sun rises.
Afterwards I went stealthily to IKEA, early enough that I was in and out in 20 minutes, armed with a wire draw set for my wardrobe to keep the smalls and lacies. My room is now tidy (seriously, it's true!).
Then we went to the Paddo for lunch and footy (it's become a bit of a tradition already, as Geelong games often aren't shown live and besides, the pub atmosphere is great). We played Melbourne (those poor bastards) and it wasn't really even a competition. The score at the end was 233 d 47.
At home we packed things for a barbecue and when Kym and Libby arrived we set off for Yanchep. I had never been to the national park proper- M and I had been to the Lagoon but that's all.
And in the national park: there are KOALAS!!
Our barbecue by the lake was windy but delicious, and surrounded by active birdlife. Later we drove to the Gingin observatory, where we were treated to intermittent views of the staggerinly beautiful night sky, viewed through five different telescopes. I saw two shooting stars and made my romantic wishes accordingly.
Yesterday was a day of garbage collection which started as garage sales, but degenerated into gleeful picking through people's bulk waste collection piles around Duncraig and Carine. We came home with a bootful of treasures.
And now - I'm awake, waiting for the sun to rise, wondering why sleep has been so fickle.
Voicebox tonight, so I'm going to write up some scribbles from Friday and try and prepare before I go off to AIM for my Change Management course. All good things.
The weekend was full, and active (especially Saturday) and I got an early night last night yet still, my eyes opened at 330 and there was no going back to sleep. I finished the Shiralee, just in time for bookclub on Wednesday. I'll write about it on my book blog (www.wordsfromwest.blogspot.com). I need to get a wriggle-on with that as well, feel like I haven't been on a computer non-work-wise in months.
So, I went to a play on Friday night called The Disappearances Act - I think a brave attempt to show what effect a missing person has on a small rural community. I say brave because it was just two actors, sitting in front of a screen, and talking. And while the subject matter is worthy, and important and harrowing, the words themselves didn't entirely do enough to carry it as a piece of theatre. I left a little deflated. The Blackcurrants and I did end up having a good talk until about midnight, which was the perfect way to finish off the week.
On Saturday morning I went to Lake Monger for a run. I figure if I'm set on doing the 10km Rotto run this year, I should really get a little training in. And off I waddled. I did two laps (about 6.8km) walking some of it, but pretty pleased with my efforts. I plan on going again today, as soon as the sun rises.
Afterwards I went stealthily to IKEA, early enough that I was in and out in 20 minutes, armed with a wire draw set for my wardrobe to keep the smalls and lacies. My room is now tidy (seriously, it's true!).
Then we went to the Paddo for lunch and footy (it's become a bit of a tradition already, as Geelong games often aren't shown live and besides, the pub atmosphere is great). We played Melbourne (those poor bastards) and it wasn't really even a competition. The score at the end was 233 d 47.
At home we packed things for a barbecue and when Kym and Libby arrived we set off for Yanchep. I had never been to the national park proper- M and I had been to the Lagoon but that's all.
And in the national park: there are KOALAS!!
Our barbecue by the lake was windy but delicious, and surrounded by active birdlife. Later we drove to the Gingin observatory, where we were treated to intermittent views of the staggerinly beautiful night sky, viewed through five different telescopes. I saw two shooting stars and made my romantic wishes accordingly.
Yesterday was a day of garbage collection which started as garage sales, but degenerated into gleeful picking through people's bulk waste collection piles around Duncraig and Carine. We came home with a bootful of treasures.
And now - I'm awake, waiting for the sun to rise, wondering why sleep has been so fickle.
Voicebox tonight, so I'm going to write up some scribbles from Friday and try and prepare before I go off to AIM for my Change Management course. All good things.
posted by BanAnna at 7/31/2011 02:39:00 pm
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