About time?

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A shower.  I'm getting in, soon, now, after his.  Then I'll just stay awake long enough to let my hair dry.  Takes a while.  I'll feed Sassy, and get her litter cleaned.  Not sure when I did that last, either this morning or last night.  Have been feeding her, and changing her water often enough.

I'd like to figure out something to eat.  Maybe make dressing.  Oh, I had set up cream and vinegar, but needed sour cream and mayo?  I have sour cream now, but no mayo.  Not sure it is still useful, or if just sour cream will be enough.  But would like to try.  It tasted fairly good, just... the consistency was off.  I'll... give it a go.

It was just a bit of rain.  But the wind is whipping the flag to quite sharp snaps.  It's potent.  Whether a full wind, or gusts, I can't quite say.  Dark, though, again, still.

I'm telling you, though... I seem to be in pretty rough shape.  Then again, I haven't completely failed.  I may be doing nothing, but I am getting up every day.  Sleeping a bit long, some days.  If I pushed pretty hard until recently.  Then, pushed some more just the last two days.

I remember going months without even realizing I was still alive, when restarting medicine.  This one is... rather smooth compared to most.  And, more painless than usual.  Something is going on with my left torso.  Ribs are tickled, in a painful way.  Skin feels like it is coming off.  Hurts.  But, compared to having, say, all my internal organs screaming at me, or many of my muscles, bones, and joints hurting, meh... I'd take whatever this is gladly.  Heck, I haven't even been having my customary headaches or migraines.

This is probably just the right weather to gently retake medication reup.  Can't really eat well, but I'm awake.  And feeling okay, when... I... remember I can feel, or that I am awake.  A few weeks to months, perhaps I can be back to something a bit better.  But it's not bad, I'm just... having to push to even get to a meeting, or church, or dressed, or... showered on most days.  Bleh.

I'm... still grateful.  To be here, to be able to pray, to have many things to be grateful about... so... yeah.  I... can deal with this.  I don't even mind the pain.  I can offer it for the poor fools who made it to purgatory.  Not sure what it does for them, but... I am pretty sure it is appreciated.  If nothing else, suffering well is a grace, and a gift of faith to God.  Yeah, I think He likes that.  It means one really believes.  Won't buy the ticket to heaven, but... is appreciated.  Odd how things like that work.

On to a shower, after feeding Sassy.  And dealing with her litter.  Good day and goodnight.