That was a fast recovery!

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While I thought "today" was going to be a wash, possibly a complete wash, I seem to have miscalculated.  I took "morning" medicines immediately, then started on a general slog for what I had proposed to be a dead day.  I decided to take care of trash, since I seemed up to it.  Which I did, and cleaned the litter boxes, while grabbing the recycling bag on my way.  Further, since the bin was a third full, I decided to take that to the curb.  When I returned, I swept the kitchen, if not all of it, put new bags in, and kept going.  I next washed the dishes and set them to a hot rinse.  Not thinking I was quite done, I grabbed a laundry basket and collected the socks.  That was enough, though I did set a steak to salt.  I salt those for an hour, to tenderize and come to room temperature before cooking.  It works, try it some time.  I set the timer for an hour.  But that was that.

Almost everything I thought I might get done "today" was done, in a flash.  I have since cooked my late dinner, eaten it, and am digesting for a while.  Oh, but the hot rinse had cooled, so I warmed that about halfway through my break.  If it is warm enough when I finish my break, I will move on to drying those, putting up the regular dishes and such, then wrapping and boxing the extra glasses and cups along with the glass containers, and taking that whole box downstairs for storage.  I wanted to hone a razor or two, again, with more information I have garnered through research, but I won't do that until I have my tabletop cleared again.  I might have that done yet tonight, if I am mostly through should I finish that.  I might yet put up some clothes, deal with the socks, and reset the laundry baskets, but probably no more and maybe not that.

I am still stumbling a bit.  I haven't quite gotten a good reading on what a reasonable set of work is, and that still varies from day to day.  But even just a few things, every day, and life is really smoothing out.  I am doing in days what I would do in a week, or even more sometimes this summer.  It's been a rough one.  I think my medicine change is exactly what I needed.  I will attempt to work it up, just a bit more, but that is all.  If it is too much, this time, I will just jack it back down.

The chances of me getting to some real work, and exercise, are much more real.  I still have a ways to go, but getting to things, getting up, getting out... all have been happening rather well.  I won't say it has been easy.  I still have to push, pull, and sweat.  I really am about as close to death's door as someone should be, even if passing through isn't a threat, getting to things is very difficult.  I am doing very well, but even these things are difficult.  Difficult I can handle, impossible... not so much, at least usually.  Oh, and I have been researching dozens of projects, the camera and some software, trying to figure out some security issues with machines, and so on.  Even my down time is productive, or at least more so.

I'll probably wish you good night/day now.  I'm getting tired.  If I do the work I have planned, and a bit more, I might not get back to post.  So, yes, good night/day.

Oh, another thought.  If it is reasonably warm tomorrow, I may actually get out and rake instead of other planned affairs.  Why?  I can't really say.  I'm not sure what the whole thing with raking is about, to be honest.  Perhaps to put a more public face on my new life, perhaps for social norms, perhaps just to be out in the air.  Yes, it will snow fairly soon.  Few will even know what I did, fewer still even of those who know will know why.  Late is the hour of the season.  But... just because I can, if I can, if I wake early enough that there is still enough light is the one caveat to the plans.  And, if I get to it, I might burn the branches.  I am told we can't burn leaves, so will just bag those.  But branches can burn, and if I do that first, I can keep an eye on that.  Yes, good night.