A little surprised.

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After having to bust out of bed, as I did, and dragging along the morning like a baited hook that had been stripped to the steel, just dragging the bottom uselessly, listlessly, I wasn't sure just what to expect with the nap and then waking.  First I wasn't sure if my two hour plan would work.  Sometimes that plan just goes down in flames.  Then, however the schedule worked, I wasn't sure what would be available after waking, in the way of energy so as to get to anything.  I didn't even, though, honestly, feel like taking a nap.  I could see the need and purpose for a nap.  If I kept going I would be out of anything functional, energy-wise, at about 14:00-15:00.  Further, I would be able to do nothing in that time.  And more, I would have to either crash then, or stretch to... whenever I could next fall asleep.  Lots of problems with not taking a nap, then and there, were easily calculated.  So down I went.  Not that always knowing helps with the doing.  This time it was purely logic, coupled to wisdom, bound by the capacity to use those.  I'll take that when I can.

It was more like 13:00 when I hit it.  Which is fine, mostly.  I was simply moving slowly as to getting to sleep.  Given the day, and all, that was to be expected.  And there is some give and take with nap-times, if I need one.  So long as I don't try to take a nap at 15:00 or later, I can usually make do.  If even a 14:00 nap is pushing it a bit.  I set the alarm for 15:30.  That extra just gives me time to wake naturally, and enough time if I need more sleep.  I actually woke at 14:30.  I woke well, easily, naturally, and rather... refreshed!  I was slightly confused, but the wiring from this morning must still have been intact.  I was certainly in better shape than I had been this morning, if little more aware right at first.  Not quite ready for work first thing, but wanting to target that, I drained the dishes and filled the bin with more hot soapy water, then heated a bite for lunch.  Noodles, meat, broth.  Simple, and it works. 

If I can get dishes going before long, then I will take a shower.  Afterwards, I will put the pans I used most recently into a hot soak and maybe even kick those out before the day is done so that all dishes are clean.  After soaking those, in any case, I will begin looking (actually again, and even again today) for the checkbook I want for utilities.  I'll give that an half hour.  I think I know the three or four areas it might be.  I just need to do a solid review of those places.  Tedious.  Bleh.  Whether I find that or not, my next goal will be to get to town and do just a bit of shopping.  Milk, a bit of fresh produce, cleaning supplies as I seem to be fresh out...  I'll be drafting/adding to the list through time from now to then.  Supper is coming in tonight, so I will either go before that, or more likely after.  The last thing I might get to, tonight, is finishing off the kitchen, including a complete kitty litter change, taking the trash and recycling out, and whichever bins to the curb are required, then getting to bed between 22:00 and midnight.

It ain't much folks.  But it is as good as I have been able to even plan in quite some time.  I might not get all of it, or even most of it done.  I simply don't know.  I'm feeling it, but feelings are a fool's proof.  And, while I may be a fool, I'm not that foolish.  And, yes, foam, I am leveling off with the medication.  It's still tight.  It just isn't brutal, or blinding, or completely numbing.  It's just... tight... not debilitating.  It will probably cycle up and down a bit more strongly for a short while, then... I can get back to the typical highs and lows of merely being mostly dead!  :)  Hey, take it where you can get it.

Later.