There is one aspect of dealing with my chronic illness that I just can’t seem to move on from. It’s the damn “flare” days. My flares mean I am in bed for hours, sleeping. Unfortunately, it is not a restorative sleep. I am not reading, watching seasons of Gilmore Girls or rearranging furniture – I am down for the count.
I have plans man! Notebooks, mind-maps and planners filled with plans. I am still trying to figure out how to grow a home business of vast proportions so I can supplement my income when I can no longer function on a 9 to 5.
The struggle is real folks.
How do you deal with life’s interruptions?