The trick to life?

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I was sitting here thinking. I was going over some plans for the house, the plumbing war of ought 10, the disarray in which I live until I can finish the faucet and begin my slow march toward becoming fully operational, rabbits, chickens, and... other such. I found that I was wondering at when the rest of my life slows down enough so that I can get to some of these other things. And then it hit me.

It is not whether life slows down. It will, and then something will come up which is demanding, and it will cycle that way, for the rest of my life, and all of our lives really. No, waiting for my life to slow down will merely see me to living a less active life. That is not the trick. Having someone else to help will not do it either, that too could very easily become a trap. A trap for them and me, one in which I become a slave to a slave. No, that is not it at all, even less useful than having my life slow down to the point of being counter-productive.

What has to happen is, similar to my getting up in the mornings, I simply have to expand my day, use more fully my time, and push past that wall I spoke of before. If I want to advance, fix the house and yard up some, and do animal husbandry for food, I will have to stretch.

Can I do that? Can anyone do that? I think most people can, if they choose not too until inactivity traps them. For me, maybe. I am in that trap I just spoke of. Though, and to be fair, I have some rather limiting physical problems and whatever else is wrong with me. The 'whatever else' has been improving since moving the Utah, however. Whether I get more sun, get out more, feel more secure, the drier climate, the elevation, some or all of that, or something else, does not matter. I AM improving. The physical limitations are real too. My finger is now out of commission. The back and neck pain, for now, can be handled with over the counter painkillers and a half hour wait for that to work, even at their worst.

So, can I do it? Honestly, I still do not know. Until I can fully use both hands, much of my work is slow. And, while digging out of the trap of inactivity and having three weekly appointments and a ton of other demands, I do not have the energy reserves to press beyond that. I think I AM stretching. That I have only missed one appointment in what, 3 weeks, is amazing. Really really. The trick, for me, is knowing when I have to shove off the invalid cart and onto the pavement.

The trick, finally and fully, is merely to go beyond what we have been doing and how we have been living, and proactively. Waiting for things to go wrong is not the way. Looking for ways to improve our homes, updating how we do some tasks and processes, learning to eat and sleep a bit more efficiently and fully, this is the trick. It will be, even at the greatest success level, humbling. Failure comes with it, as does expense, potential illness and wounds, but too comes a sense of finally being fully alive again. I am sure hoping I can pull this off. But I do need both hands, a few less appointments, and then a good self generated push.