Sometime life with CFS is fine, other days it really gets me down, and today is one of those days. I'm just a little weary of it all.
We have had a lovely hour or two with some friends today and their little one, I also bought some paint from B+Q ( yes I am one of life's unusual people who actually looks forward to going to B+Q) so I shouldn't really complain, but once our friends left, I crashed a little, not because of them, just because I hadn't rested enough earlier, bla bla bla bla. So once more I took up my place in bed. I hate lying in bed so frequently watching hours upon hours of mindless, MINDLESS tv.
Yes my life is mostly like a rainbow, full of colour and life, I am so very blessed, so much more than I ever hoped for, I really do mean that. But lurking behind the rainbow is a grey cloud of complete exhaustion, physical pain and foggy fatigue, and occasionally the grey cloud covers up my rainbow a little.
Tomorrow is a new day.
I'm hoping for clearer skies.