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Reason has to be applied. While I didn't think I had done all that much today, I ended up puking a bit again today. Two out of the last three days have seen me to that. And, at some point, that will be the way of it. Actually, off and on throughout my attempt at revivification this will happen. But it does mean that I have overshot the goal a bit. Sometimes. Then I realized, I was busy all day Saturday, from through Friday night. And that even on Sunday I had not backed down. Fine.
It doesn't mean I am going to take a break now though either. I want to align weekends with off time. No break until Saturday, to a degree, but Sundays have to be a day of rest. While I won't take days off this week, I will have to limit things just a bit. Either hiking and/or weight lifting, or house work/chores/business. I can't mix and match. It seems I don't know when to stop otherwise. Saturdays I will allow light work if I have it. Cooking for sure, cleaning up after that, and maybe just a bit of picking up.
I think I decided on a nap long before I got to it. The eggs had to be, and were, peeled. Then that mess was cleared and cleaned. I had already started to vomit a bit. Never had to go to the bathroom. Just took it like a man. After the third time, I realized it would be best to rest. I thought a short nap would do, but it didn't. I wasn't awake until the call for supper came. Even then I had to push out. All good. I'll rest, read, and take bedtime medicines, then go back to sleep shortly.
Tomorrow will be a day of hiking. I don't know if I will do all that much besides. I would like to get the checks out, deliver one minor gift, and perhaps do some shopping. To ease that, tonight I will try to remember to write the checks and put them in an envelope and get the gift package parts together in one spot. Other than that, it's light duty. Oddly, I am not in pain otherwise. Rather than stiff and sore, my body is becoming simply tight. It's always been tight, but there are degrees of that. This is more like tight and inside compression clothing. Ribs are just a bit ticklish, but that will pass.
So, while I will be working through the week, I won't be pushing quite as hard as I had been setting myself up to work. Then again, I have food ready for most of the week. I'll buy some chicken, so that along with whatever meats I thaw, I can cook enough meat for the remainder of the week when I do finally pick up some charcoal. A chop, two or three pieces of chicken, or such, per night. Just meat, at night. A little salt, a little ground black pepper, maybe garlic. Simple. Pure clean food, from eggs to grain mash, to meat. Well, with veggies once in a great while, and fruit a bit more often. Simple, clean, easy, elegant... in a man way.
Ah, right... I have set up another French braiding lesson. I checked... I can still do the simple braid easily. I have about nine days before the lesson, so I am going to begin practicing with the new braid... from what I remember. I want to be able to have some of that down by the time I go in for the lesson. I am hoping to have it enough down that I get mere approval, or pass the test, when I go in. But if I am not doing it right, perhaps she can fix that. It's just a much tighter braid, holds the hair longer. And, yes, I can wash my hair with it in, if I am careful.
Well... I best get to those things before I crash. Later.
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