Up and at it.

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Late is the hour and I don't care. I slept as I needed. Then again I was awake late. Right now I am a little less worried about burning daylight and more worried about just not feeling too much pain, discomfort, or being discombobulated. I am having to feed on 2k Anacin in the mornings (when I wake up) to make it all work. It doesn't work perfectly even so. But it as good as I have had life in over three months. For now that is plenty good enough.

After bringing home the bits and pieces yesterday, I have mounted the cork board and magnetic board. A drill, a level (which I ended up not using), this, that, and the other thing were all brought out and the project was completed quickly, relatively. I even brought a calender out and have it set up beside the boards. Right beside me for easy use as I tinker on the computer. Little as it is, I am impressed. One of the projects even required the employment of drywall anchors. I HATE drywall anchors. Something about something, a personal pet peeve, all of which might actually cause a project to never get done. I have lots of pet peeves, like it or not. Between peevishness, anger, confusion, exhaustion, and a dozen other problems, life can be difficult. You simply have to be in an angry wasp storm with my current limitations to fully understand. Barring that, go camping on the hottest most humid day you can find, work until you are about ready to pass out from vapors, then pull out a calculus manual and teach yourself or study. That is, most literally, the world I seem to find myself in more often than not. Only perceived you say? Maybe. But I think I have had health issues that come and go, health issues that were never investigated until they became so obvious even a child could see. Bah!

It looks like it might rain today, so I honestly don't know what I can get done. A phone call or three is due. I need to check on some appointments and get them on my new information center. Oh, I also paid a new bill last night! Simple, sure. But something that often goes... unheeded. Not this one, not this time. If I am not caught up I am quite close. I keep looking at the dishes and the laundry, too. Who knows.

Well, on to a new day, another chance, and so far a rather good day. Have a great day even if it hurts just a little, even if you have to tickle the devil out of it, even if you don't really feel like it. Trust me, it's worth it.