Up, and already at it.

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Not sure if I can keep at it.  But life seems... easier.  The sun is shining, that helps after days of gloom.  Still colder, at 24 out there?  March 21st and 24 F outside?  Seems wrong.  A typical winter, otherwise.  But, sometimes it does stretch long, around here.  No mystical magical grobal warbling involved.  It just... does that, always has, always will.

Hair brushed, before and after sleep, and a time or two during the day.  Nothing fancy, just... if you have hair, do some minor maintenance.  With extra protein coming in, my hair is doing... better.  Brushed the teeth.  Some days they get neglected.  My homemade gargle helps.  

Sassy has been fed, and her litter cleared.  What dishes I have a place for, have been put up.  Big jars, more than I have made space for.  I... need to get to my wire rack... it's higher than I am tall, and about as long, with a foot and an half depth.  But... it's... got stuff on it.  Foods, tea, coffees... need to go to the cellar.  Just use it for bottles, pots, and pans going forward?  Or... something like that.

Then I hit the dishes.  They weren't in bad shape, just needed a second run.  Water for breakfast is heating, and breakfast is set up to receive the hot water, when it is ready.  Actually, should be ready, but I am writing.  I'll finish them in about an hour, drying them, and setting them out to finish drying.  Then take a shower, or after a break after that.

Then I have to hit waterers.  Trying to get all this done while still earlier morning.  Not sure when I woke, I think 07:00, give or take ten?  It's just about to hit 08:00.  After the shower, a break, then waterers, then chores.  Hopefully by 10:00, or 11:00.  But, who knows.  Still tired, exhausted.  But it doesn't hurt today, just... no energy.

I'll balm my feet again.  I'll work on the rough spots, again, with the files.  Let them dry.  Then balm them and stick them in socks.  They really are improving.  Have you ever had a job where you were on your feet all day, long days... eight to twelve a day?  My feet look as if they were just as so.  The pedicures helped, then getting them in the right shoes helped in commonly understood, and peculiar, ways.  Probably cutting the water pills also helped.  But, that just got the thick, half inch or more "crust" off.  The skin was starting to come through, but just.  Covered by near barnacles.  From just filing, I was keeping that thick skin at bay, but just.  Now, with this stuff going on, I'm beginning to see skin more than white scaly 'stuff'.  Two or three days of balm care and I can run my hand on mostly skin.  Only a few dry areas, mostly on the sides.

I am still having to treat my hands.  Probably will for a... goodly while.  I well and truly steamed them.  I can feel heat, just not steam, necessarily.  I wonder how many people have damaged themselves with hot coffee and tea, in the mouth region.  If their coffee pot was poorly made, they may also burn their hands.  Now that I know, and am caring for it, even being careful when baking things, they are greatly improving.  Just glad I haven't gotten infected.  That would have been... difficult.  And they were open, mostly.  Probably a quarter of my hand.  Think of where steam would flow if pouring hot water from a pot, or stirring a jar with hot fluids in it.  The first areas it would hit, and all along the knuckles, down to scabs.  Now all skin, if red, a bit dry, and slightly scaly, but improving with each treatment.  Thing is, you can't, unlike feet, keep balm on your hands all day.  Even with a plastic glovers over it.  The hands need to breathe, from time to time.  Still, quite an improvement, in both areas.

Well... on to breakfast, and a bit of gaming.  Then dishes, a shower, waterers, chores, and more dishes.  I'm having to hunt and peck for dishes, now.  And... sort of avoiding counters, but... that... is the next major push.  And, since the mattress/boxspring bags work, getting the spare bedroom clear and getting those bagged and put up.  Bits and areas, and going forward not back, is the key.  A new week, and I'm thinking I'm back.  Later.