I had hoped to do more.

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Standing to go pee, however, was about what I had left in my yesterday.  So, today.  I'll hit dishes, after chores.  Then get a shower, maybe a shave.  Then more dishes.  There might be enough laundry to put a load, or two, through?  Some from clothing, blankets, and whatelse being discovered in clearing and cleaning.  Maybe.

Sleep was good.  Couldn't sleep until late again.  I wasn't, this time, actually stuck in insomnia... trying to get to work.  I gave up on work around... 18:00?  I knew it wasn't going to happen, so just started gaming.  Nice, and all.  Actually?  I was just enjoying some leisure time.  I only get an hour or two of gaming, at a time, for now.

Until the inspectors are finished, have gone through, I won't get much time for gaming.  Just when I really have to sit.  An hour though more like two or three at a time.  Seems long, but, really, I can play as long as the game doesn't glitch.  Which, these days, isn't very long.  Then again, it often never was very long.  They, even, often, now as then, will corrupt the game-save files.  They... aren't very good at their jobs.  If, too, the minority hires have brought many of the big game houses down.  They have always had problems, it has merely gotten worse.

Anyway, I only have shorter spots of time for gaming.  But, last night, I got a little more.  And I enjoyed.  To bed just a bit before 23:00.  I set the alarm for 06:00 and 08:00, and fought to wake during the 06:00 alarm.  Can't be sure I hit the snooze every time, tried to wake with all I had.  No dice.  As well, through 07:00's hour, I tried.  Not until 07:54 or so did I get my chance.  I had to push, and shove, but made it out of bed before the 08:00 alarm went off.

Brutal, to just wake.  But getting out of bed took absolutely everything I could muster.  Getting out, then standing.  Could barely get to my feet.  I have... been punishing to myself.  My friend does not understand, yet.  When age, and ill health, crap on you.  Then you push through anyway, even just a bit?  When you have almost nothing to work with, use it all up, and push deeper?  Just standing... it's probably a miracle.

A shallow husk of a being, standing up after having crawled out of the ashes of having had a nuclear bomb dropped on my head.  Hollow, but somehow alive.  Things hurt I didn't remember having.  Things hurt I am pretty sure I don't have.  But... I... have things to do.  Chores, as soon as I can get to them.  Breakfast water is heating as I write.  Will feed Sassy as I begin brewing breakfast, and tend her litter.  After chores, if I need a break, I'll take it.  

Then dishes.  Washing what is in.  Oh, I probably have to clear the freezer top, but lightly.  It should still be clean, but if not, I'll do that.  Then to wash those.  A shower, after, and shave if I can.  Then either a break and then resetting more dishes to wash, possibly the last batch, and prepping a load of laundry then running it.  Then another break.  A longer break.  Possibly with a pork roast salad and fatted coffee... or just water, and a fatted coffee later?  Will see.

We got hit by a thin blanket of snow.  It is actually staying, sticking.  For the moment, day.  Not much.  Hopefully it won't hit harder, get deeper.  Though...  I keep thinking I would want that, to try to snow shoes finally.  But... I... couldn't use any extra snow, because I don't have any remaining energy by which to use the snowshoes.  Someday?  I can hope.

Well.  Good morning and day.  Get to it if you can.  Say a little prayer... for me, for yourself, for your friends or enemies.  A little prayer of thanks, gratitude.  I am thankful even for my tasks.  They burden, but guide, tire but strengthen, hurt but free me... from myself.  On to breakfast and my next day as an opportunity.  Amen.