Resting is doing fine.

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It is and has been that grungy winter dark that sometimes sets it.  I don't think the temp has gotten much over 20 since the sun went down last, and the temps dropped.  That is a part of winter, if not always.  It has been, to my mind, a good winter so far... if you like mild winters.  I only like them for the convenience of getting out, to the stores, and all, more often and with less risk.  I can't always get out when I wish it, so having milder weather gives me a better chance to getting out.

I am mildly sore, and still a bit weary.  Those things are under all else.  Just below conscious threshold, waiting to be stirred back into action.  My goal, to truly rest, is to keep from stirring the hornets' nests.  I don't think it's a danger to my health anymore.  I see it, more likely, as a risk to how long I would have to be down.  The goal is to keep it to just this week.  And I still hope, maybe Saturday, to be out snowshoeing.  An hour, three, twenty minutes, whatever I can do.  The cold isn't a problem, the energy use is.  The goal isn't to get to exhaustion, or beyond, if that might be a result.  The real goal is simply to become familiar with them, to learn to use them, and maybe how to use them.  Until then I want, maybe need, to rest.

It is the perfect whether for resting.  Now that I understand my health issues, and why I am how I am, I really don't get down.  Not without a secondary causation, such as being unable to do something on my list, visit, get out as I want, or such.  Even then, mostly, I can live with it.  Just, once in a while, it all gangs up and hits me really hard, or even softly but noticeably.  Depression?  Of course, just not in a major way, or probably even any more than most of you.  It's an ongoing condition associated with life, failure, even success sometimes.  All good, wouldn't know joy if not for moments of sadness.  All things, emotional states as well, in moderation... if we don't always have that full measure of choice.

Hmm... gaming or a show?  I don't know.  I wish I had something else, like maybe legos, or other construction toys, mechanical motorized and other driven models, things any grown child might enjoy.  Hmm, perhaps reading?  I might make something to eat, more than a salad or popcorn, before long.  Or a nap.  I'll... figure it out.  Good day though.  Have no worries, I'm doing fine.  I just hate resting after having gotten so far.  Oh?  I might throw a load of laundry in though, just the bigger wool blanket.

To think I made it all the way through my laundry, of normal sorts, and will finish the special stuff too.  So much has been done.  So much more to do, but I have done a minor miracle so far, and then more.  I'll get to it.  Later.