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I pushed a little hard recently.  It is paying off.  I went to bed slightly before 17:00.  I woke, initially, at about 2:40.  That hurt, a lot.  So I went back to bed, sort of tagging the pain while I slept, trying to sleep as much of it off as possible.  The tagging time out, meaning I ended going back to full sleep at some point, then woke at about 7:00.  It still hurt, but not as badly.  The pain is going away on it's own, to a degree.  As long as I don't move around too much.  Yeah, painkillers.  Anacin seems to work well when I push.  Especially when I still have things to do.  I may take the weekend off, mostly.  But that means another day or two of work, as I may.

I don't know if plumbing will be the first thing, though that is the plan.  Getting down on knees, tinkering, and such, seems like an awfully push for a first job.  I might just finish the laundry as a starter, and maybe find another less demanding chore beside that to start the day off.  I have a fresh pot of coffee going, and might figure out something easy and soft to eat... one of the yogurts mixed with granola I suppose.  The waffle batter was supposed to make 12 waffles.  Perhaps on a smaller waffle iron, but not on the one I have.  It made five waffles, pushing it at that.  While the batter was okay, for my tastes and nature, I am going to look for other recipes to try next time.  Maybe buckwheat, or partial whole wheat, or something.  Something a bit more dense, with perhaps a bit more tooth, and with carbs that burn a bit slower.  Tasty enough, I guess.  Just... from a digestive thing I believe I want a bit more.

Actually, I have something planned for Saturday.  I missed the things I had planned for Tuesday, I think.  I'll keep trying on that.  It seems that no mater how I plan things, I am easily distracted.  I forget.  I'll keep trying.  I do like to do what I plan, or it needs to be done, or I wouldn't include it.  I am simply somewhat limited in making things happen, especially in a timely way on top of it.  I'll... keep trying.  I am sure I will get back to it.  As I said though, as health improves, I end up doing more.  In doing more, in some ways, I end up seeming to do less, in ways.  Just how much I can actually end up doing is anyone's guess.  I am already amazed at what I have been doing while also beginning to believe I can do much more even so.

I also can't believe that in mid February that I am conspiring with others to rake my lawn!  I actually figured out what got me, in part, raking out front.  The sun.  I haven't been in full naked sunlight for a while.  I have to acclimate to that, over time.  It ate my mojo!  It ate it quickly.  Although, with a trip in May coming up, I best get reacquainted with the sun again.  I don't want to be a drag, there, again.  I will be, to some degree, just because of the heart.  But I think I can be more ready.  Perhaps taking walks a few times each week, on sunny days, might be the way to go.  And opening the curtains. 

Oh, something else I purchased was headsets in the hope that I can get back to the piano.  I really would enjoy speakers for the thing, but I honestly don't know what to get.  I'm sure there is a shop around, where I could ask, perhaps even try a couple of amps or speakers or such.  The piano is a really good way to relax, or work the mind and spirit.  If I get back to it well enough, I might even consider lessons again.  In time.  I have so much on my plate right now that I just don't quite have what it takes to even begin checking that.  It is just one more thing ready to go, like the shop, tools, and such.  Opportunity is being created.  My ability to function is being sharpened.  And my capacity to more function is being expanded.  It does take time to hoist one's self out of the grave, then onto one's feet, and then more.  It is happening.  Later.