It is almost 7 am Tuesday. I am at my partners place. Lucky him is asleep. I hardly slept last night. Don’t know why. Fell asleep great. Just woke up three hours later and here I am. My body is so sore. Fibromyalgia. At least I have some energy though. University starts at 10.30am so plenty of time to get ready. I’m bored and chatty. That and little sleep may indicate hypomania is on the way. Maybe I’m just happy to have energy again despite the pain. Pointless overanalysing it. I will find out soon enough.

I have decided to try to stick with both my units. One difficult, the other very much so. The content is great. It’s the pace and rapid fire of assessments. Third year. What did I expect? Another big week with no break until Monday. I just hope I have the stamina. I need it. I don’t want to have an awful year like last year where I could not study and had to stop working. I still can’t work. It really bothers me as it gave me a sense of pride, and the extra money kept me above my budget. Now I’m cutting down on every non essential thing, even my home contents insurance. Sigh ...