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Bleah...
If I seem a bit quiet, it's a lack of spoons. I'm mostly keeping up with posts, but I've been seriously lacking in cope for the last week.
I'm not sure quite what's going on, and sleeping has been even more to pot than usual, but the average might be as high as 9 hours sleep/day* and I'm still struggling to be really awake for hours after that. There's a little evidence I might have a sinus bug, but the normal symptoms of that are almost totally absent, so the lack of energy for degree of bug seems unreasonable.
Friday I perked up enough to spend most of the day prodding twitter, but that might have been the extra annoyance of our Chancellor (number three in the government) being unspeakably ableist in parliament (he blamed falling UK productivity on disabled workers). I've needed to make a phonecall all week - nothing mind-boggling, just arranging passenger assistance for Thursday's train trip North, but didn't feel competent to do it until Saturday.
The notion of actually doing any writing is rather ha ha, yeah, right at the moment. I'm still hoping to finish the reworking of Graveyard Shift by the end of the year, but that's looking decidedly iffy if this fatigue doesn't clear up.
*Note per day, not per night - like I said, all to pot.