Definitely not easy days.

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Sleep seems to be leveling out.  Of course it has left me hanging between morning and night somewhere.  I woke somewhere int the 18:00 range, actually not crawling into bed until nearly 11:00.  My "days" are longer than they should be, which is the problem.  They aren't so long as to put things off, just long enough that my schedule is swinging in the wind.  I am pushing bedtimes, just not messing with waking times yet.  Sleeping a little longer, unless it is really needed, does far more harm than good.  Most of the soreness of my body is gone, save what literally feels like a much duller but similar pain as if a lance truly impaled my upper left chest and lung.  *whince*  The nice thing about these sorts of phantom pains is that, often, getting busy allows me to ignore them, might even make them go away.

Tonight?  Well, I did cook that roast, but I didn't clean the pan.  I cleaned up, I did soak the pan and a few other items.  So cleaning up fully is my first actual chore.  A shower first, after setting that all to a fresh soak and cleaning things out a bit while doing so.  Then either a trip to the store, finally, if I can get to that, or laundry if I can't... even if I can but it works out.  Who knows, really.  I'll be trying to get some things done, that's all.

Later.