So tired.

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Weary i ways I can't put rightly in words.  For there are no words which convey the depths, level, complexity, of this vex.  I have had worse, but as with pain, memory cannot capture these things, as pictures fail to capture pets or even people.  Look back through photos of lost pets, friends, and family to get an understanding.

It is a combination of fall and the continued titration.  Carvedilol is extremely potent stuff.  With pulse hitting sub 80s regularly, I am probably on the verge of maximum.  It is turning into a beautiful fall, if a slightly cool one.  Cool is good for me, but it is a gift with a cost.

No, I haven't gotten out to walk.  Something comes up, or... Yes, I will.  But I really can't do a lot in a day.  And, as mentioned with walking initially, I can't do something exercise wise or like daily.  So, if I do and am worn, I won't walk that day or the next.  And, as for my part, I would rather be out doing something real, if the opportunity presents, than just walking.

Oh, found my car keys.  But I found them where they couldn't have been.  They were in a place I checked every time I looked, usually a first to third place, and on top of paperwork from last week.  Very strange.  Ghosts or sneaks.  Don't care now that they are back.  Will get two more sets, plus some chipless.  Have not lost my other car keys.

Ugh.  A bit worn.  Just getting to town pounds me.  I need to get groceries soon.  I am tight, financially this month, but am nearly caught up.  I am still behind on one utility bill and milk.  I can get milk, and put some, and extra, on the utility, and actually eat this month.  But that is mostly all, and just.

Next month I can breath for the first time in a while.  Ugh.  Yeah, too tired to blog.  Will, try to do more again.  Later.