Stuck.

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For whatever reason, I am well and truly stuck. Appointments may have come and gone, and to be honest, I simply cannot track them. Letters and probably a phone call or two have been meant to remind me. Since I cannot figure life out, those mean little. Time passes and things happen. Very little has to do with me and I have very little means of altering that at this point. It has been a rough go.

I am continuing to try to eat more than I had been. And, for the most part, I am succeeding. I am eating once, sometimes twice, a day. Vegetables are being added a bit more regularly. I will have to do some shopping very soon though... and dishes. Sassy and Sam eat far better and much more regularly than I do. And their bathrooms get cleaned much more frequently as well. Then again, my bathroom does not need as much attention. I cleaned even my bathroom recently, mostly on a lark? Yeah, well, it did get the presidential treatment.

I am not sure how to break out of this. As I have said, and even if I am losing track of appointments and time, I do have memory and some decent function. The problem is I simply cannot get my leg back in the saddle to ride ahead on any number of things. So I sit. I do not stew, if I might grumble about this or that. For the moment, I am stuck. I have no clue how to begin again, either.

That is it for now.