I have to remember work?

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It took about four hours, perhaps half less, other than breakfast, to begin.  Then there were many more dishes than anticipated.  Thankfully I realized sitting would help, then did so.  Everything got a solid, and is stacked, ready to be put back for another run after a shower.  Ducks were let out, fed, and a few minor chores else regarding them was completed.  I am hoping to scoop their hutch yet this week.

A shower next.  Then a short break.  Perhaps with a fatted tea.  Blood sugar dropped to 82.  Yeah, that work thing?  It doesn't take much.  Then to putting up laundry, probably another break, back is squealing like a little girl every time I even stand.  When the dishes and curtains are done, I am taking a few days down.  It isn't that I won't push, it is that I have pushed.  I have surpassed my ability to handle the pain and am into that dreamy state that excessive pain induces.  I know, from it, that it hurts beyond my ability to sense it.  No reason to take aspirin, couldn't touch this.

Almost getting there.  Almost done for a few days.  With much to show for it.  Plus, I will be much better able to begin prayer habits again.  Required down time has it's advantages.  Nobody actually wants downtime, do they?  I have friends going on vacation.  I believe the mr. is afraid.  It is, mostly, an unknown.  But more, the structure of duty, schedule, family, and... else... won't be there.  I best add their safe travels, and relaxation intention, to my prayer intentions.  And that their house remain standing in there absence.  Kids, you know.  :p

Yeah, a fatted tea, and another blood sugar test in an half hour.  A carb tab if it is still dropping, as any work may cause a crash.  I plan on a final meal in a few hours. Later.