A good sleep.

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I might have made it up at 9:00, when the alarm went off. But when I went back to bed I went in hard and slept at a weird angle and didn't roll. Ugh. I reset the alarm for 10:30. I got a call sometime before that but couldn't quite get up even then. At 10:30, thankfully, I did wake. I am not sure I will get to much. I have set some things to a fresh soak. If I can just do the dishes I will be happy. Sometime after that and yet today, perhaps, I can have a great meal.

Still a bit cranky, my first 32 ounce glass of fluid has almost gone down. Medicine has been taken. I am dressed and just need to brush my teeth for my routine to be finished. I might get my trash and recycling bins in too, today.

It looks to have snowed lightly again. Perhaps tomorrow, before getting ready for Mass, I might get out and sweep or scoop that. It is just a light snow, powder. I sure hope last night wasn't it. But it might be, for a while. Still, even if I end up getting nothing done I will begin scheduling things. It... usually eventually works, at least as I get better, if I am getting better. No fight dreams in a day or two. I'm catching my breath again.

Later.