Crash and burn

• Unfortunately I’m in the middle of a big “crash” (I have ME — Myalgic Encephalomyelitis, also known as Chronic Fatigue Syndrome) after over doing it for the past few weeks. It’s been coming for a little while — I felt pretty poorly in London and had a rocky weekend before the crash really unleashed itself this week.
• Our friends George and Lindsay came to visit at the weekend — it was a surprise visit for Luke and it was lovely. I had to sit out lots of stuff to rest, but there’s a beautiful reservoir near our house, nestled in the hills and I managed my first float (I’m not sure you could really call it a swim) in there and it was sublime. Also we played Betrayal at House on the Hill and I was the traitor and killed everyone, it was great. We also played Decrypto which was fun.
• Otherwise my week has mostly been sleep. I’ve had some wild dreams, such as the one where I discovered that Rishi Sunak was my landlord and proceeded to scream phrases such as “YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IT’S LIKE TO BE POOR” while he said things like “My son is already a Lord”. I’ve not felt up to much reading, but I finished Maud Martha, a Faber Reissue by Gwendolyn Brooks which I really liked — Brooks is primarily known as a poet and the writing in this book was beautiful. I’ve moved onto Life After Life by Kate Atkinson. I’ve also been listening to the third Hunger Games book. I bought Space Baby, a poetry collection by Suzannah Evans and it’s really good. I also bought lots of other books but maybe let’s not talk about that.
• I’ve got a big project wrapping up at work so I’m really hoping that a few more days rest will mean that I’m back on form by Monday.