Reboot

I didn't get out of bed until after 1pm today. So much for morning pages. So much for most of what I thought I might do today.

I'm still working on fighting off the cold I've been working on all week with the anniversary of my Dad's passing coming right in the middle. At this point, I don't know if I'm sick or sad or both. Probably both. Definitely both.

When I was talking to my mom today, explaining my marathon sleep schedule, she said, "It's like your system needs a reboot. You've been through a lot the past few years and it's no wonder your body and mind is taking time to process."

Moms. Always right.

It made me think about how a few days ago my computer refused to turn on. It did not respond to any combination of buttons I found via a google search on my phone that would trick it into turning on.

Even with a full battery, it refused.

And then the next day, my thumb a screen press away from booking an appointment at the nearest Genius Bar, I tried the power button one more time while whispering prayers to every technology God and Goddess I could think of, and to my delight the screen lit up as if nothing ever happened.

This is what I'm hoping my body and energy level is going to do tomorrow, or at least in the next few days.

Until then, I'm going to stay on my watch to make sure the bed and couch don't go anywhere by holding them down with my entire body weight.