Well... Another day.

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Hmm, oh right, not much today.  I put my foot down.  My mother thinks we will get to more tomorrow.  Oh, I suppose.  After another good night of sleep.  But my focus is going to be on the bathroom.  When she tries to ramble on about a dozen other projects, that's just not going to happen.  If she can do them solo, I suppose they will get done.  Otherwise she will probably just get mad, take a nap, and feel better later?  Don't know, don't care, not going to get sucked into doing too much.  No chainsaw juggling in mid-air, and I won't even work on that unless she promises to stay inside and just check on me every fifteen minutes.  Can't have her jangling my nerves while I do certain work.  If I need her help, I'll get her.  I don't foresee that.  If it doesn't get done, which I don't think it will as I'm just probably not up to it and I won't be pushed, plus I have other things, I will simply ask my friend over for an afternoon, and have him watch.  He won't by trying to tell me which branch to cut or how.  Gah!

We made it into town for some final shopping and then took my friend for a haircut, did some of his shopping while he was getting his ears trimmed, and then went for dinner.  Both of them like Golden Corral.  While it isn't bad, it isn't my preferred.  Actually I only ever go because my friend, or mom, wants to go.  There are worse places, but I won't even allow others to talk me into going there.  And, I suppose, they have their niche.  It just isn't my niche.  Not even for the price, which isn't all that inexpensive, $41 for two seniors and a "junior", as my friend called me?  Ah well, they were happy with it.

I've mostly rested today.  My body needs it.  While I don't have pains, I do feel heart-weak.  I've been pushing for too long, too hard, and too much stop and go work with my mother.  Whatever she wants, I'm listening to my body tomorrow.  If I am still zapped, another down day will happen.  Actually I will speak to her now about that.  I don't want to deal with more stress, female trauma, or fuss tomorrow.  Settle this tonight... Now.  Done.  There was a, oh, a little disappointment, anger.  But it would have been a terror with her rested up.  Catch her when she is tired, saves some hassle.

But I have tossed in a bone about having another day off.  There is a little place she likes to stop, to shop, look around.  She has pulled some neat things out of there.  So, I will take her there in the afternoon.  I still plan on getting up early enough, 7:00 or 8:00.  And I might tinker with the w.heater.  Probably finish it if I do.  And I might get the ac insulated up to her specs.  But if I go about things this way, usually it keeps her from... putting way too much on the plate.  I can't take more full days of this, that, the other thing, and whatever else she might pull out of a hat on top of what I am trying to do.  Yeah, my heart really is feeling stressed.  Probably just the normal thing I run through?  No, a little tighter.  I have been pushing.

All good though.  A bit of a break, but just a few days, after she heads out... but keeping up on the lawn, garden, and planter watering.  Trying to keep my home up.  But not much else.  Just the barebone basics.  Until I feel right again.  No biggy, mostly.  Good night.