I can't sleep or don't want to sleep. I keep having bad dreams. Yesterday I went to Jazzercise again. I did laundry, cleaned, and stayed up till 9:30. Yet, here I am at 3:30am. I will wait until the need to sleep comes upon me. Right now, I don't want to dream. I don't even remember my dreams, just, that they are upsetting. I am being weaned off of my antidepressants, the probable cause of all this weird dreaming. I am no longer depressed. I am retired and enjoying it.
Tomorrow I am going to the Senior Center to work as a receptionist and do some general office work.
I enjoy that.
The Salvation Army has no need for more receptionists for their clinic, but they do need someone to help with contacting drug and medical supply companies for donations. They thought this is something I could do. I am thinking about it. I really wanted to work with people, and don't want to spread myself too thin. It would be days and my days are quite full now.
Well, that is all that is new for me right now. I will wait for sleepiness to return.