It’s 10:00pm and I am going to bed.
Tomorrow is a vacation day and I am planning to spend as much time as I can working on the RPM Challenge. Call it a music day. There will be singing, there will be guitar playing, there will be music and lyric writing, and there may even be some saxophone playing. A crazy day is in store.
For now though… I’m dead on my feet. It’s time for bed.
Today is going to be long and difficult. It’s 9:28am and I am already exhausted. Yippee, right?
I got home at about 12:20am this morning. I had a glass of water and went to sleep a little before 1:00. I woke up about 5:30. Yeah, I’m tired.
The show was fun. I think for the first time I may have seen Iron Maiden showing its age a little. We know the drummer had a minor stroke not long ago, and he’s let it be known that there are things that he used to be able to do that he is no longer physically able to do. Was that why the set was somewhat lacking in classics? Maybe. Was that why the band was… and I mean this in the most respectful way possible… somewhat less than tight? Probably not. I mean, as great as a live band as they are let us be frank with ourselves and admit that they were never really that tight. They always had their moments where things would lock in and the results would be spectacular, but over all? Yeah, they could be sloppy. Rhythmically, mostly. Tempos were always a little weird. Guitar leads and vocals would slide in and out of time here and there. These aren’t criticisms at all. Not at all. It’s just how they play. Always has been. It’s just that last night those moments seemed maybe a little more frequent and maybe a little more obvious. Vocally there were some struggles. Timing wise for the most part, but pitch wise too. Bruce is 66 years old. Over all he was amazing, as usual… he just wasn’t quite as perfect as he used to be.
Again, these are not complaints at all. Not even a little bit. They are just observations from a picky music school nerd who clearly loved every second of the show… and I clearly loved every second of the show. It was great.
The highlight for me was Fear of the Dark. I used to think I was the only one around who really dug that song, but the crowd went berserk when they played it. We were in the back row of the middle level and couldn’t see the stage at all if we stood up. Still, when Fear of the Dark started half of the people in front of us stood up and went nuts. I guess I’m not the only one who loves that particular song.
They only hit the first record (still my favorite) once. They played Iron Maiden… the song from the album of the same name from the band of the same name. It was one of those moments where the tempo was alarmingly slow, and Bruce let the crowd sing a lot of it. Totally understandable, but the second that Dave Murray started playing it, your humble narrator here was on cloud nine.
Now if he can also just get through the work day so he can get himself a little more sleep. Hang in there, tired people!
After a four day weekend I’m back to work today. I’m actually writing this post on my phone while sitting in the parking lot because there was almost no traffic today and I’m ridiculously early. I thought I was running late all morning. Shows you what I know.
I feel exhausted. The exact opposite of what you expect to feel after a long weekend. What’s up with that?
I have a big paperwork project that’s due on Thursday but I think I would rather stab myself with a rusty fishhook than work on it. Insert frustrated sigh here. Oh well. At least I’ll be able to distract myself with what I expect will be 400-500 emails when I first punch in. I’ve got that going for me, I guess. Why exactly do we take vacation time again?
Okay, it’s time to struggle my way out of the car and into the building and up the stairs to my desk. Where did I leave that frustrated sigh again?
The countdown to the end of the work day and the start of my long weekend continues. I was pulled into a meeting for the stretch of time that I was planning to have lunch so I had to delay my break for an hour. It’s 3:00pm now and I am just wrapping up my lunch. My stomach has been okay for most of the day, though I’ve twice been hit with empty stomach hunger pains. The second time was at 11:00am while I was in a (different) meeting and it was pretty uncomfortable. A protein bar and some sugar free chocolate at 11:30 put me right. I’m optimistic that I had enough lunch to hold off any further issues until I get home. Cross those fingers, kids.
For the third day in a row I am trying to get through the day while dealing with feelings of exhaustion. Why? I got a decent night’s sleep last night. I should feel better today than I did yesterday or the day before, right? Nope. I am super tired once again. Last night at about 9:00pm I could barely keep my eyes open. Then, magically, by 10:00 I was wide awake. I was able to get to sleep by 11:00 though so I thought it would be okay. Today I’ve just been wiped out all day. If this comes up again tomorrow I might actually take a nap. Wouldn’t that be fun? I mean, I am old so of course it would be fun. The older you get the more that a good solid nap is a thrill ride. Bring it on, people!
Okay. Back to work. I have a meeting in 18 minutes, and a long weekend two hours after that. Power through, Robert!
The new episode of House of the Dragon premiers on HBO tonight. It is 8:50pm and the episode becomes available on the MAX app at 9:00pm.
I am so tired right now that I don’t think I am going to make it. Hell, it’s 8:50 and I don’t think I am going to make it to 8:51!
If you’ve ever wondered what being in your 50’s would feel like… this is it, folks. Enjoy!
The heatwave has arrived. It’s 93 degrees outside. Wait, don’t you have to be over 90 for three days to officially rank as a heatwave? So maybe it’s more correct to say that the potential heatwave has arrived. Whatever.
I still have the windows open in my little office space. My Nest app is telling me that it’s 81 degrees in this room and 76 degrees in the living room. It’s definitely warm enough to approach being uncomfortable, but given that since losing weight I find myself really cold all the time… it’s kinda nice right now. For the first time in months I don’t feel cold at all. Not even a little bit.
I just got a public safety alert on my phone. Looks like the 9-1-1 service is down for the entire state of Massachusetts. Here’s hoping none of my neighbors need to call for emergency services any time soon. It would suck to dial 9-1-1 and get a busy signal or some sort of error message.
Similar to yesterday, I am still exhausted. I failed to get six hours of sleep yet again last night, though I only missed it by about five minutes this time. I’m really tired. Really, really tired.
Three hours left in the work day. Fingers crossed I can make it through in one piece. Also, fingers crossed we don’t melt in the heat today, and fingers crossed we don’t need to call for an emergency service. Hang in there, Massachusetts.
I wrote a post about this yesterday. I am supposed to work from the office two days each week and last week, thanks to a head cold left over from our Florida vacation, I didn’t come into the office at all. That means for the rest of the month of June I would owe two days in the office.
Well… assuming I can survive for the next 3.5 hours or so, I won’t owe any more. Today is the fourth day of the work week, and I’ve been in the office all four days.
I am exhausted.
Prior to the pandemic, four days in the office and one day at home was the norm. Thursday was my one telecommute day each week. The rest of the week I was in the office. It’s not the same office I’m in now, but that’s not important at all. Four days in, one day home. I am pretty sure this week marks the first time since Covid came to call that I will match that schedule. Well… not exactly. Friday will be my work from home day this week. That is not important either.
What is important is that I have made up the two days I missed last week. I am back on track. Next week will only have two days in the office and all will be right with the working world again.
I just can’t get over how tired I am. The commute, the noise, the stress… it’s just wearing me out, man. How did I manage this for 16 years or so before Covid? I can’t wrap my tiny little miniature brain around it.
Tomorrow I will work from home. I have to move back to the basement office because Harry is home and I won’t be able to use the desk in his room. That’s oaky with me. Who knows, maybe if the weather cooperates I might work outside for a while. Maybe I’ll give it a try at least, just to say that I’ve done it.
In other news, my House of the Dragon season one rewatch to prep for Sunday’s premier of season two continues. I’m through six out of ten episodes which is nuts given that I only thought of doing this four nights ago. I’m caught up on Star Wars: The Acolyte and loving it so far. Three episodes in and I am coming up with some crazy theories. I’m ready for part one of the two part season finale of Doctor Who which airs tomorrow night. We still don’t know who the bad guy is. I haven’t a clue. The new season of The Boys is supposed to launch today at some point. I’m not sure exactly when. There will be three episodes released at launch. I am probably going to hold off on them until I get through the last four episodes of HotD. I’m not sure though. We’ll see.
No band practice this week. No band practice next week. After that I am hopeful that we’ll be able to string together a bunch of them and start getting some of the songs back up to speed. Not to mention growing calluses on my finger tips so that playing doesn’t hurt as much. I’m really looking forward to that.
Oh good! One of the guys in my group at work submitted a bug yesterday and someone in the Dev group just picked it up off of the queue. Here’s hoping we get a quick turn around! That would be excellent. I love it when things go according to plan.
Until next time… I am so freakin’ tired!
Two nights ago I got about 5.75 hours of sleep. I felt fine all day long until I finally got home from work. That was about 6:30pm. As soon as I walked in the door it hit me and I just felt completely exhausted.
Last night I got about 6.5 hours of sleep. I have felt completely exhausted all day.
Do you ever wish that things like sleep could actually start making sense? Wouldn’t that be nice?
I haven’t used my CPAP machine since before we went to Florida. I packed it and took it with us, but I never set it up. I had a bad cold when I got home and didn’t want to be inhaling phlegm all night so I didn’t set it up at home either. Maybe I’ll finally get back to it tonight. I’m pretty sure I don’t need it anymore, but maybe there’s some kind of placebo affect I could take advantage of? Probably not, but who knows.
All I know for sure is that I could use a nap right now.
Why am I so tired all the time? I’ve been exhausted all week. It’s getting distracting and a little disturbing.
I got seven hours of sleep last night, and seven hours the night before. Of course the night before that I barely made it to five hours, but that was days ago. Why am I not feeling the benefits of two good nights sleep in a row? It’s frustrating.
It doesn’t help that I can’t keep my eyes open at 8:00pm but then I get my second wind right at bed time and I sit up for an hour or two. Ugh.
Maybe I should just start going to bed at 8:00 and getting it out of the way? That’s no fun though.
Stupid sleep schedule. Stupid, stupid sleep schedule.
I’ve felt off all day today. I mentioned in a post not long ago that I am having occasional weird episodes that feel exactly like what my type one diabetic step son says low blood sugar episodes feel like. Today is different though.
I can’t tell if I feel like I am having low blood sugar moments, or if I am just really, really tired, or… somehow both? I had a decent night’s sleep last night, but not great. The previous two days have been better than most over the last couple of months, but still not great. Good sleep is an issue for me, no doubt.
Today though… is the fuzzy head feeling due to low blood sugar, or am I just really tired. I can’t tell. That’s why I think it might be a little of both. Every time it starts ramping up I have something to eat, but it doesn’t go away the way it usually does. Does the blood sugar problem go away and leave the exhaustion behind?
Does this post make any sense at all? I can’t tell because I am too tired to proof read. I’ll check this one over in a day or two and laugh at how bad it is.
Until then…
Inside the Red Head's Head 