Hey, I actually knew!

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Knew what?  I knew Christmas was arriving, kept it in my mind, and fully knew on the eve and day.  Not a health issue, more a particular man gene?  I suppose some rare woman might have it but I've never known one.  They seem to remember everything, when, who, and how.  Which... I mostly see as a failing anyway, leads to grudges.  I suppose knowing the day, date, and significance is a good thing, and even poorer health than what I have now played a part.  All I am saying is, without help I kept the events in live memory for goodly weeks, perhaps a month, in mind.  Didn't get out cards as I would have, but money and health things didn't favor such.  Next year?  One can hope.

Yeaterday was the usual refuse pickup day.  Wasn't sure if today, so soon, would be it.  A quick scan told me probably so, and recycling.  Grabbed what was in and out, done.  Sure is cool.  I wish I could pack in more, I just don't have it ready.  Through this week I am hoping to liberate much else... or some else.  Bit by bit, room by room, I should eventually have the place cleared.  A large recliner in here, a lot more open space, a change in life and pace, reading more than else.  Perhaps other changes in time.

Starting up today?  If I can.  I am in rough shape so far today.  No pain, mostly.  Just slow and rusty.  No physical limits, unless you count psychic fog as physical... given that I count it as a heart issue I do.  I am thinking more tomorrow.  Perhaps a few minor things today.  Starter projects.  But the areas I worked are still staying up, even improving by fractions since work hasn't stopped.  Bleh.  Still it would be good to complete those two rooms down to base then start on a new area or two.  All done by spring, save final riddance, that depending on when weather permits a dumpster for a fill or two, some furniture to go which requires a lot of space, perhaps?  I think it is doable.  Not, probably, starting today.

I can do certain routines, if even those slip if fog is too heavy.  Limits I used to believe mental so would... go too far to beat, unsuccessfully.  Now, patience.  If that, as with all virtues, doesn't start at home than it probably isn't what it seems.  Still, push has to exist beside it.  Prayer to guide which and when.  A bit today, more, probably, tomorrow.  Later.