Feeling just a little better.

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I won't say I feel great.  It feels a lot like the flu, only it's not.  I've had that, and this, often enough to know the difference.  This is... something where my body has trouble functioning rightly.  Usually I am nearly in a coma type deal for this.  I think it is a huge improvement that I am aware, if I am not sure all improvements in function are an improvement in feel?  My mind is back to the better parts of this latest down cycle, but only for the last bit of this day.  The flu-like symptoms have eased.  Most of the day has been rather rough so I will take what improvement I can get.

I am hoping to figure some things out, even if feeling up to it like now is only a rare occurrence.  Not this time, mind you.  I didn't realize I might have better moments.  This little window is being used to plan other things.  I have been keeping up on my use of the kitchen.  But I would like to go a bit further.  Perhaps mopping, and using the steam vac on the big rugs, but more importantly cooking a bit and keeping on top of cleanliness.  Nothing fancy, for now.  Perhaps a couple of meals a week, that I can mix and match so as not to get bored with the food, and staying on top of the dishes.

I would like to do more.  Most of my equipment is here to set up a shop in the garage.  I may even have enough wood stock to do that, requiring plywood and 2x4's.  Having a bench, a solid large vice, and a bench grinder in operation would make some tasks much easier.  And, of course, I would love to figure out the plumbing in my preferred bathroom.  Hmm, and before any of those things, taking care of the water hoses and such, bringing that in before we get a hard freeze.  Yeah...  Things to do.  It wears me out just thinking about it all, but...  If I get a window of opportunity again as I weather this storm I will try to use it.

I beat my body up doing prep work and the little work I did yesterday.  Just as when you have the flu, pulling muscles strained by weakness is very easy.  I have done so.  My legs, from doing dishes, are pulled, essentially.  I did go over what I could, should, do.  I am happy with the results, I just can't do that again for a bit.  Yea, it is rough being mostly dead.  Especially when you are trying to stay conscious through the worst parts of it.  Still, I'm not complaining.  This suffering is better than being nearly comatose.  I... I think.  I'll know more in time.