To put it bluntly, I’m exhausted.

It’s not that I’ve been overdoing it. It just feels as if all the energy has been sucked out of me. I’m struggling with the classic fibro fog that leaves me staring at whatever I’m working on for ages, wondering where the last hour or so went. I can’t get into anything because I can’t focus on it. I’m forgetting things that are right in front of me, like my father’s birthday card. That freelance assignment I finished on Friday? I forgot to hand it in.

The weird thing is, I’m in a decent mood. Usually I get really discouraged during a fibro flare-up, but not this one. Maybe it’s the decent weather (four inches of snow in my backyard last week and the rain today aside). Maybe it’s the chances I’ve had this past week to go out and see friends. I’m frustrated by the fog, but it’s not depressing me as much as it has done.

Anyway. There. That.