Not much, not fast.

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Starting medicine, full blast, was more than I could do and work.  But, it was necessary.  I am still pushing on, just not quite at the pace taken yesterday.  All good though.  It will happen.  It is happening.

A good meal.  Brats, with sauerkraut.  But I really wanted chicken.  I didn't want to bake, at that time, though.  Nor did I want leftovers which are too smoky to eat.  So?  So only cook what I was going to eat.  The rest was repackaged.  And easy solution, one a tired mind might not hit upon.  

It is 75 here, and I am freezing.  I'll have to put something extra on.

I had to go looking for cleaning solution, for the bathroom.  I found it and scrubbed the sink.  It really needed it.  I think something backs up, into that, from time to time.  Not many standard cleaners work.  I found something which does work.  I just can't always remember where I put it.  I thought I was keeping it under the sink.  I was right, after having looked elsewhere, not remembering immediately.  Sparkling.

I am hoping, yet tonight, to sweep again.  Then mop.  Then rinse.  As I said, I want to get that floor clean enough to eat off of, if... with no such intention.  I will get there, maybe even yet tonight.  As well, I need to clear and clean the freezer top.  I may do that first, actually.

Oh... a dream.  A casket, in a quiet, darker room.  Not unlit, more simply subdued as to lighting.  A few lights around, but more a few candles.  No one was there.  It was my casket, with me in it, if I couldn't see, I knew.  I don't know how I died.  No one visited.  I didn't mind.  I was... comfortable with the idea.  I don't need others, or life.  Or death, as the case is now.  Amen.

Well, on to something else.  Maybe the freezer top.  If that is finished, then starting a few pans of dishes.  Then back to gaming, though with a timer.  Good evening, or morning.  Later.