Hmm, well?

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Yeah, sort of getting beat up by the increase in medication.  Even so, disregarding my first solo attempt at getting back on medicine, and far too fast, I am still going on it pretty quickly, comparatively.  The first time I worked up to this level of medicine it literally took a year and possibly change.  So... two to three months, so far, isn't bad.  I'm not fully titrated up, but that is in the works and will probably work.  I am actually calling it done.  A little slower, a lot less pain and trouble, I'll say that.  I can concentrate and function no better than last time.  But Durden is helping, as I haven't gone completely underground.  I have merely retreated to within my mind, but awake.  Hard stuff.  It makes Everclear seem mild and I would know, if more from the distant past.

I did get dishes going, started on the cat litter boxes, and cleaned the coffee pot.  While not much, it was a start.  Not as much as I had hoped, more than I had honestly expected.  I am my own handler now.  I lay out more than is possible for myself, doubting the bastard will get to any of it.  :p  Today is a new day, new plans, added goals.  Finishing the cat litter, finishing the dishes I put in, a shower, then the rest of the dishes and some laundry.  We will see what we see.  If I can get to those things, tomorrow will see a complete tear-down and reset of the kitchen.  As soon as that is done, then some bedroom work.  Yeah, yeah.  And if I get all that?  Then I need to set up my shop in the garage, including finding a heater for out there, so that I can get to work on the plumbing.  Bleh.  But... there it is.  Now, if I can just stay awake in the middle of winter and deal with the side-effects of medicines.

Hey, I'm trying.  I am honestly doing better than could probably be expected as is.  Anything over that is gold.  Fools gold, maybe.  But it's what I've got.  Later.