As we speak, or rather communicate through this newsletter, David and I are on the road again with the QSB. This time just a short hop to Waiheke Island, which for those that haven’t heard of it before is just a hand shake from Auckland. Merely a short ferry ride away. It’s not exactly an exotic destination, although its famous for its vineyards and does have its own micro climate. Fingers crossed for balmy weather.
Interest in the QSB is gathering momentum, I just hope that we can keep up. It seems to be developing a world of its own, a circle around it that is self-perpetuating. QSB owners are sharing their experiences, resulting in them, and us, learning so much. Every day there seems to be something new. Something good. Something exciting. We never ever could have imagined this. We are so grateful that we have been included in bringing this technology into the world. Often, we sit, usually with a cup of coffee or maybe a beer if its after five, and say to each other “Really? little old us? What a privilege”. It seems surreal – but we are so thankful that it really is real.
If you have time, a little story of a personal experience with the QSB.
Last night my mind just wouldn’t switch off. Sleep evaded – you have probably experienced this too. Every irrational thought and perceived problem stamped through my mind like kids having a tantrum. Everybody in my life wanting help, the pile of laundry needing doing, will it rain and where does one sock of David’s, from every pair, go after being washed? Who could water the veggies while we are away and how can I upcycle the glass jars I don’t need but keep collecting? David softly snoring beside me I resent because nothing, but nothing ever, disturbs his sleep. He makes it look so easy – sleeping.
Well getting to sleep isn’t always easy, as many of you will attest to. So, I got up – finally, and switched on our QSB. Honestly, I don’t know why I hadn’t done it earlier. Mistakenly I had been optimistic that sleep would engulf me at any second. It didn’t of course, and from experience I should have known better. Any way the QSB did its usual magic. Off I went into a night of lovely slumber. Easy.
Today I ponder on my slowness to act, to flick that on switch. I could have had a couple more hours of blissful sleep. I know that the QSB is a great tool in the sleep department, yet I still try to go it alone at times. Some might call it stupidity, others doggedness. And they are right. If you know something is good for you, and that it works why, oh why, ignore it? What irrational part of me thinks I can or have to do it alone………….those self-sabotaging, ingrained pattern I suppose?
David has no patience with me at all. On the days that my eyes are carrying packed suitcases underneath he asks, with a resigned sigh, “Will you ever learn?”. He’s right. When? I absolutely know the QSB will help me, as it has helped many others too. Tried. Tested. Proven.
Well, with the QSB’s support to get such a good night’s sleep I am now revitalised and ready to start packing. I even feel lively enough to take some going-out-on-the-town clothes which I had sneered at yesterday. It’s surprising just how much better I feel today after sleeping well – and it’s not raining!
PS I will give you snippets of info about our trip to Waiheke, which may include a little wine tasting, when we get back.