I have been awake since 5.30, and up since 6.15, full of energy and surprising Mr T who’s already up for work. This early awakening has been happening for a month or so now and I have to admit, I quite like it. Extra time to sit and drink coffee and read or surf or wonder at the world outside my window before it wakes up.
The energy I feel on waking and throughout the day is complemented by sudden surges of fiery bodily heat that has me casting of clothes in all directions. I appear to be arising like a Phoenix from the flames.
It is amazing to me to have all this energy, I am immensely grateful for it, especially at this particular time when I am packing and organising and having to be ‘on to it’. I try to remember not to regret all the years spent living in the grey mire. After all, I couldn’t fully appreciate how I am now with out experiencing the opposite.
In addition to all this unexpected menopausal energy is the fact that I am no longer able to drink alcohol the way that I used to – and that is so weird. I have gone from easily drinking the best part of a bottle of wine at a party with little or no ill effects to cautiously drinking one glass of wine because two will not only give me the start of nausea but also give me the hangover of the century. Why does no-one tell you these things may happen?
What is even weirder for me is that if this alcohol intolerance thing had happened a year or so ago I would have been devastated – no more social crutch, boo hoo, throw my toys out of the cot time. Now however, I feel quite calm about it and that is so odd – almost like I am on some kind of hormonal valium.
In my down time I am stitching and enjoying it so much. Around 5pm, after dog dinner time, I seek my spot on the sofa, gather the fur babies around me, cue up what ever I am binge watching (at the moment it is The West Wing and The Great British Bake Off), adjust the Anglepoise and happily stitch away. I have finished one piece –
and working on another..
and trying to organise supplies of embroidery cottons, fabric and yarn etc so that I have enough to keep me going after everything is packed. Then doing the classic of realising that I have packed something that I am actually going to need and then not being able to find which box I’ve put it in, grrr.
This morning I have dogs to walk and a fridge to clean before a prospective buyer visits this afternoon so I am off and running – hope you all have a happy, energetic day too.