So, last two days, I have been absolutely *knackered* – not the kind of fatigue when you’re sick or don’t feel good, but more like running a freakin’ marathon and finally being able to sit your ass down.
And my dumb ass was thinking, “15-20 minutes of yoga where I spend half of it laying on the floor shouldn’t wear me out like this – I know I’m not in fantastic shape, but…”
And then it occurred to me – I’ve been a little tense for…4 years.
Literally the only time I thought about 45 today was when the news mentioned all the A listers he couldn’t get for his inauguration and I had a good laugh.
Didn’t really think about Biden at all – while I know I’ll be pissed at him for various reasons over the next four years, there is something to be said for not going “What the fuck did he do now?!” every time I turn around.
It’s like the hyper-alertness has finally been shut off – and now I need a week long nap.
It feels nice.
Musings of a marginally sane feline-appreciating female. 
When I finally caved and started taking Ritalin about five years ago, I expected it to make me really wired in the mornings. Instead, it kept making me crawl back into bed for a few more hours (!) of sleep.
I asked my doctor if it was a paradoxical side effect, and he said it’s a surprisingly logical and common one. Basically, the methylphenidate clarifies your focus enough that your brain starts realizing all the physical needs you’ve been ignoring, and it compels you to tend to them.
I wouldn’t be surprised if a lot of people are experiencing the same thing as you. I know that I already no longer do a full cringe every time I see a WaPo push alert!
That makes sense. We’ve had four years of “can’t sleep, clowns will eat me” and now that the clowns are gone…
On the news notifications – I’ve also noticed that I’m getting a lot less of them to boot.