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Memories: 18 January 2026
18 January 2026 8:57 am a bad night. It took me four hours to settle to sleep. My bladder was overly active too. I surmise it’s due to the stress of spinning alpaca wool most of the afternoon and evening. My hands actually hurt. But I do it while watching tv shows on Netflix so time flies by and I guess I don’t realise that I am overexerting myself.
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 17 January 2026
17 January 2026 8:50 am the night was hot and uncomfortable. I was up four times. Eventually I gave up and put on my fan which is noisy and adds to the hum of the cpap mask and hose. But I needed cool air on my body to settle back to sleep. It worked.
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 16 January 2026
16 January 2026 10:38 am whoa! I needed that long sleep. Yippy yi yo! Here I go! Up and at ‘em. I woke up from another intense dream. An old flame turned up to buy something from my friend Jarrod. They did not know each other. I happened to be visiting my friend. I sorta freaked out then invited the old flame for a cup of tea (how very British of me!)
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 15 January 2026
15 January 2026 4:31 am The Tanya is greeting the sun. I didn’t fry! But lack of sleep meant I was actually awake to see the rising of the sun. So beautiful. A gorgeous rose coloured horizon. Earlier, around 3 ish the curlews set up a loud shrieking. They weren’t sleeping either.
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
Letters to My Son Day 5
PLEASE NOTE: THIS IS ACTUALLY DAY 4. Not quite sure how to edit the title. Sorry for the confusion. It occurred to me that you probably have no idea what a typical day would be like for me. I was struck by that bit of insight after realizing how little I knew of your day-to-day activities. We might grumble greetings at each other in the morning, or catch the latest episode of "Chainsaw Man" on HULU together, but aside from an occasional family movie or game night that we could successfully bribe both you and your sister with top shelf snacks to participate in, we were already leading very separate lives without me even noticing. Which is as it should be—it's how life works, after all—but it still snuck up on me all the same.
By Tawn Krakowski3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 14 January 2026
14 January 2026 8:32 am. Had an intense and brightly coloured dream about clearing a toilet of an enormous shit that had blocked the drain and so the water was backing up and starting to overflow over the toilet seat. Somehow it was close to a beautiful blue watered swimming pool and I was terrified that the shit would backflow into that and contaminate it because there were children swimming.
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 13 January 2026
13 January 2026 8:50 am. My skin cancers hurt so much during the night that I got up and put some castor oil on them. Now I have woken up with a sore neck and shoulders. It’s a better result this morning. After only three hours sleeping, my breathing had stopped 3 times an hour. So something is up. I am under full blown psychic attack but my body is fighting. But all will be well.
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
Letters to My Son Day 3
I've heard it said that writing is a muscle, and exercise is key to success. As it happens, I'm pretty terrible at settling into a physical exercise routine, too. Be that as it may, today is a new day, and it's not the fall that's important, it's the recovery. So I'm trying to figure out a schedule that I'll naturally follow and then inserting "triggers" to Pavlov myself into being a better me. For example, I always take my blood pressure pill in the morning with my coffee because I NEVER forget coffee. I've done that long enough now that the very act of caffeinating myself in the morning also reminds me to take my pill.
By Tawn Krakowski3 years ago in Journal
Letters to my Son Day 2 in Two Parts
PART ONE This is what your dad looked like this morning when you called. You called! Slightly off-topic, but I've decided that since I was the first person you contacted when offered your precious allotment of ten minutes of phone time, I am the one you love the most. I will accept no other explanation.
By Tawn Krakowski3 years ago in Journal
Thanksgiving 2022
Today is Thanksgiving Day. I wanted to take a moment to be grateful for the life I have, even with the ups and downs. I am so grateful that my partner and I are raising our two kiddos together, albeit in a non-typical style that simply works better for us.
By The Schizophrenic Mom3 years ago in Journal
