Took an impromptu Adderall holiday yesterday. It's not been working as well of late, and I think it might be contributing to the perpetual state of dehydrated I've been feeling. While I felt a wee bit more hydrated--probably aided by the arrival of both the Coca Cola fairy and the bottled water fairy--I got just shy of absolutely nothing done. I also had two (BIG) cups of coffee and two Diet Cokes, which failed to perk me up but did make me queasy.
However, I did sleep better last night than I have in a while. How irritating. My meds don't work well enough to give me the boost I need to function like a human being, but do work well enough to throw off my sleep cycle. Lovely.
So, yah, back on the Adderall bandwagon today, although I'm shifting the time when I take it to see if that'll help.
At least yesterday wasn't an utter loss. fosteronfilm and I watched Love Actually last night by the fairy lights of our Christmas trees. That movie is fast becoming a favorite, new holiday tradition for us.
I think we all do. I've got a slew of stories (and novel attempts) littering my hard drive that I started, put down, and never finished over the years. I've been trying not to do that anymore, but sometimes the muse just balks. This time, I really can't let that happen since I made a commitment to an editor on this one. Although I'm wondering if I'd have better success starting over on a new story at this rate. Urg.