After getting into my warm and cosy bed last night at 8pm, it wasn’t long before this week’s efforts took their toll and I slipped into a long and uninterrupted sleep.
It was just what I needed. And given my penchant for insomnia and other forms of poor sleep experiences, I really know when I’ve had a good sleep. It’s like a psychological boost, a shot of energy directly into my brain.
I woke up this morning, a little before my 6am alarm and felt wonderful. At least, compared to yesterday. After a coffee, I had a lovely surprise, as @TheFrankFlyer called me from Tokyo. He had just arrived at his hotel and was keen to FaceTime and give me a tour.
The magic of technology, when it allows people to connect from across the globe – it never ceases to amaze me.
He’s sharing all his Japan pics on his Instagram account, so you can check out his various adventures there. I’m feeling a healthy mix of jealousy and delight that he’s having such a good time.
(This is just more evidence that I’m working hard at adulting…)
The call and catch-up really put a spring in my step, despite the lashing rain outside. But by the time I’d showered and dressed, the sun was out and I really felt like my old self again.
Just in time for the weekend!
I have a meeting in the West End today, finishing at 3pm – so I’m planning to end my working week then and kick back immediately. I mean, I don’t want to overdo things in my fragile state 😜
Especially as I have quite the list of errands to get through this weekend.