Yep, I still have to take it slow.

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My heart just isn't feeling quite right.  Not that it is going to stop, or whatever.  It is tired.  It keeps wanting to kick it up a few notches.  I am refusing to allow it to shove me over that cliff.  As I might have mentioned before, I don't actually know how to relax.  I have a half a dozen projects in the works one way or another, I have social calls to make, I have contacts to maintain, I have... things to do.  I can't quite ever get my mind off what needs to be done, could be done, or could be redone better.  I am trying though, to let these things slip, at least for a while. 

However, I see where the shower arm, that comes out of the wall, needs to be made water-tight.  I see where I can (within code too, if marked by warning stickers) change the two prong outlets with gfci receptacles, and I now know how to do that, including how to optimize that expense and still add non-gfci 3-prong outlets further along the lines if they are in series.  Of course the (perhaps both) toilet could use a new wax base ring, tightening, and sealing/calking.  Well, the toilets might need more, depending.  Oh, but I will probably be installing a bigger actual toilet in there before too much longer.  How much work to put in now then?  Depends on creating a realistic timeline, which depends on how quickly I can nail down a solid replacement toilet that is affordable, large, and truly flushes right (many are simply junk).  Plus a dozen other tool, consumable, and other organization projects just waiting to be started.  So much to do, and I have the tools, at least, and I suspect I have half of the expendable supplies.  Such a drudgery to hurry then wait.

My blood pressure is staying in the lower of the more recent and better ranges.  I am hoping, now that I remembered to up my doses, that perhaps it will come down even 20 points on either side of the slash, hash, or whatever you call it.  That is possible, considering it has come down... 60 points, high and low, give or take, since restarting medicine.  Of course, it won't matter.  Until the heart itself is feeling better I am fully grounded from flight, travel, work.  My blood sugar is way up, 176 fasting, so...  I definitely have to remember to call my Ogden doc about sending metformin.  I have been, mostly, watching what I eat, so... yeah.  But diabetes won't stop me from working, unless it reaches the 600 range or higher.  Still, something to watch.

I am doing little things though.  Dishes are being kept up, food and medicines are is being consumed, the girls are getting attention, food, and care.  I decided to get a shower in today, always a good thing.  After I finished I decided to clean the high-stool my mother uses to raise the loo to her comfort, and the plunger holder.  No, the high-riser was clean, just... to clean it for sure before storing it.  She is fastidious... women... cats... women...  I can't quite tell the difference sometimes.  The plunger enclosure, however, needed a bit of work.  Little things like that, when I see them and it works out, are being done.  I did start the Latin lessons.  I am supposed to read the section twice, one down one to go.  Reading that type of material twice in a row really doesn't seem productive.  A little time to soak it in and produce questions or cement the material works best for me.

The thing with Latin, or any language, at this point, is that I know enough that some of it is going to be extremely boring.  Mixed in there will be what I don't know.  How to keep engaged?  I'll see.  My goal is to take the slower paced curriculum track and see where that gets me.  I am more than certain I have the capacity for the higher pace, since I can do it any time in the day without missing a "class".  However, that would be with a teacher.  I have no teacher.  Further, at this time, I have no oral cues.  I can read the differences between English and Latin, and they make sense, and there aren't that many exceptions, but in a list of words, back to back, while fiddling with grammar as well, it might be a trick.  So, the slow pace seems most advisable, for now.  No teacher, no oral presentation... so, yeah.  The goal, initially, will be to begin reading the Vulgate, following the Latin Mass, or at least learning (memorizing) some of the prayers in Latin, hopefully bits of those within the year.  After that?  Perhaps reading some of the ancient texts, if that would be several years out.  Perhaps Socrates, Plato, or the others, are more reasonable sounding in their native tongue, though I doubt it.  Still, it would be a minor if real academic triumph to self-teach Latin then read such a tome, and more, to reply to it in the native tongue.  Aye, but who would read it?  Heh.  Never mind.  It is, if nothing else, a bit of quiet time to work the mind while reaching some goals.

With my home straightened, work in progress truly going on or solidly in the works, with projects popping up all the time on top of those, and with my ability even in illness to mostly maintain and sometimes get a bit further ahead, I am finally feeling like I am getting somewhere in life.  True, my life doesn't extend beyond my doorstep, on a regular basis, at least yet.  And, sure, I am not all that fit, nor will I probably ever be able to be very fit, or more, being fit won't make a lot of difference with such a weak heart.  But I am digging my way to as much of life as I can, and doing it rather smartly.  A day or two more of rest and I will begin digging in more seriously again, if this time at a bit slower of a pace.  I'll save the marathon work for when my mother arrives.  Gah!  I wish I had half that much umph.

Hmm, later?  Probably.