How can I get nothing done?

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Sadly, that is easy.  If I have nothing to give, no matter my intent, that is exactly what can be expected.  It is like asking the average working man why he doesn't take trips to Paris, or cruises to the Caribbean, or spend a week skiing in the Swiss Alps.  Well, because he can't.  And, people who can simply do not understand that most can't.  Some of them not only don't understand, they think they are special, but not rich, somehow.  You are rich in "do".  My wallet is bare of "do".  That's all.

The nap was good.  The alarm was needed.  Actually, I slept through it for an half hour, and one snooze, but eventually it worked.  I think something has moved in.  The sun is gone, though that might just be the time of day.  It feels like a front, or something, is coming through.  The extra heat I have gone back to seems to help with physical pains.  Nothing, however, can bring energy back.  Not right at this moment.  As I have suggested, I just need to tend the little things, like food, and keeping up on the cave, perhaps doing a bit more when I can, and wait for my body to heal, the weather to improve, get used to medicine, or whatever is going on.  And so I will.  I so want to just crawl back into bed but I won't, not yet.  If I can make it to 20:00 I will be pleased.  Harshly tired though.