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oh. dear.
made a HUGE mistake. My hubby needed to bring me well water instead of this grotesque city water (I ran out in a day+) and did, late.
well... so I thought it would be a great idea to replace this with plain, black tea.
Bad, bad idea. Not just a little, either.
So, here I am at three in the morning (after drinking a GALLON of tea)still dancing to RAP music, watching movies which I hardly ever do, ie like John Wick. I usually do not watch tv and my usual fare of music is sometimes classical, sometimes just mellow music. Or a YouTube of Samoa and the ocean. Very relaxing.
I peed practically all night long. Still house-sitting which is still nice. My hubby came to stay with me and snores -- loudly. So at 3:45 I was 1. trying to my exercises and 2. trying to shut him up. By the time I was done, I had acid reflux so bad that I had to find the couch and prop myself up.
When hubby gets up (early) he says, 'why you here?' or some such. I managed to mumble the reason(s)and wandered to the bedroom and slept off this massive high and crash.
Mind you, I've never taken drugs, I don't drink, don't smoke, etc. So, I feel for those who are addicted to whatever and go through this kinda crap.
I have 1 glass of tea left... I am jonesing a bit. Should I??
AND went to bed after looking at my feet with 3+ (THREE!) pitting edema. What. From? Tea? No I looked that one up. The breast of chicken 1/2 that I baked and put on a pinch a literal pinch of salt?
smh. Better today. But eye roll. Age I guess. Genetics. Whatever.
Maranatha Lord Jesus!
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