Yeah and... no.

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I didn't get to bed until... 0:30?  Something like that.  I, again, set the alarm for 8:00.  I struggled, but I did wake before 9:00.  At about 8:30 or so.  Struggle.  But, while not right at 8:00, being before 9:00, I'm calling it "8:00".  Oh, waking was brutal.  I knew, and tried, and couldn't, and kept hitting that snooze, hoping to get out of bed before 9:00... or, honestly, as soon as I could.  Mornings like that are ugly, hurt, and will hurt all day.  Still...  And, tomorrow, I am hoping to get to bed just a wee earlier and wake a bit earlier.  Further, even though the weekend is to be mostly restful, I plan to continue trying to move the clock back.

It looks like there is a bit of overcast for today.  All good!  A bit of a cooler day is a wonderful thing.  Even if it simply turns to a later warming.  The sun is brutal this time of year.  Hmm... what was I going to do today.  I know I need to go to the store(s).  Ah, and work in the garden to get the trickle feed system going.  Doing a bit of cleaning in the house too.  I'll be honest though.  I am thinking of buying the potato salad.  That is, simply put, a lot of work, and hot.  Boiling potatoes and eggs, then peeling, chopping, doing onions, and mixing.  Yeah, it is far better... a homemade potato salad.  But... I am not sure I have it.  I can do the coleslaw though.  I'll skip the dried fruit.  Even softened I think they might be a bit difficult for my friend.

Oh, but... I am pleased.  Yeah, not doing as much as I had hoped, but... I'm doing a bit daily.  I am adding personal care back in, and recovering from my medicinal hiccup, turning my clock backwards, getting to the garden, bits of plumbing are working forward, and...  Yeah.  It does hurt, but in the best of ways.  I'm fiddling, if all thumbs for now.  I am beginning to believe, if I keep on it, my thumbs will revert to fingers and I will... be able to do low level performances, and regularly.  Toss in a returning ability to learn, a growing interest in a variety of activities with the necessities for those, a strengthening body, and some minor improvements in capacity.  Stamina is my true Achilles's heel at this moment, but not the only one.  Strength I sort of have in spades, but using that strength for long is... a whole other thing.  Gotta crack on that.  Weights will help, if I can get to them.  But they will cost, too.

Pleased.  Bleeding, sore, tired, but happy with that.  It's... all I ever wanted.  I'm not quite there yet.  I am still very limited.  But this is a small portion of the microcosm I could be, might become.  A microcosm of my full potential at a microcosm?  Yes... that would be it.  Even so, I am missing much.  Some things I simply can't do, or see, and never will.  Such is the way of man.  But what I can see and do... that's coming into it's own.  One step, one improvement in knowledge or strength, one bit of added stamina, one touch of control, at a time.  Even so, these things are given to the glory of God, not even these do I take.  I simply enjoy... and work further as I can.