I’m tired. I want to sit and fall asleep but if I do I won’t get any dinner, because the time is approaching.
The week started off quietly, but the last couple of days have been surprisingly heavy.
Yesterday morning Noreen and I had our first introduction to yoga breathing, and some simple yoga. That’s quite tiring because I’m not very flexible (I never was) and not at all fit (entirely self-inflicted). You are also having to concentrate like mad on what you’re being told to do!
After a quick dash home and some lunch it was off to the optician for my annual eye test. Which is fine, although as I’m diabetic I always get my optician to do a retinopathy scan (basically photograph the back of my eyes). This involves drops in the eyes to dilate the pupils and leaves you unable to focus for several hours. Disorientating to say the least and, as yesterday, it sometimes makes you feel a bit queasy and in need of a lie down. So that too is quite tiring. In fact I often sleep for an hour or so when I get home and my eyes recover.
(Yes, as a diabetic you do get a routine annual NHS retinopathy scan, but I like my optician to do it as well — if only because I get to see the pictures!)
In case anyone is wondering, which is what your retina looks like through a camera lens (this is my right eye yesterday).

Today I have spent the whole day in a training session (on healthcare commissioning, since you ask). On a warm day; in an inside conference room with 15 other people and no control over the aircon. Luckily it was actually interesting, so I didn’t fall asleep despite the temptation!
But brilliant — along the way today I managed to get a couple of things cancelled next week. So I get a free day. Well that’s the current theory, anyway. Better book a day out so we have to get up early!
Arrggghhhh!!!!! But tomorrow it is up early again as it is supermarket day (we normally go on a Friday) and the only sensible time to go is early morning before it gets too busy. Roll up to the supermarket and look to see if there are any good reductions on the meat counter. Then off for coffee and breakfast before tackling the bulk of the job. Hopefully home by mid-morning.
Maybe I get a lay-in on Sunday? Well here’s hoping anyway.
Retirement is such hard work! How do we ever find the time and energy to go to work? Beats me!