I made it a bit.

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Today it looks like just staying conscious is my ticket.  Not much else possible.  Why?  Can't be sure.  I did get medicine in.  Could that be the trick?  Some of it.  I am feeling a bit cold.  Not sure why, it's warmer, in here, than it has been lately.  I have the furnace on, and to 68.

Sure, this front room is even warmer and has been, I have often been in the other room, where it was only 63/66, yesterday, most of the day.  Oh well, I'll keep trying to push through.  Even if today that just means staying awake later afternoon or on into the evening.

Earlier, this morning, I was worried about this week.  About anything being done.  But, after making it to now, I have some hope.  Not really by making it to still being awake, more that my thinking has changed.  I won't get done what I did last week.  But I will get more done.  I am certain of it.

Just to get out, I will wrap the auxiliary garden hoses up, the two used just for general purpose water dispersal.  Though, should I separate them, then roll them up?  Nah, no real reason.  They are lighter, as a pair, than either of the ones used for the sprinklers.  Those I will do separately.  Roll them up, draining them as I do so, then put them in the garage.  I don't think I will need those again this fall.  But, I will keep the other ones out, and I plan to water the lawn a few times a week through this month, or until freezing sets in.

As well, today, if possible, I will do some work in this front room.  Cat food arrived, and needs to go downstairs.  Now that I have my food, mostly, set up for a few months, I'd like to get Sassy stuff stored.  Food, enough I think, for a while, this month.  Maybe a bit more next month.  And, then, cat litter.  As soon as a good price comes along for bulk.  I do have some, and with her... minor maintenance really keeps it lasting quite long.  Still, it... gets used quick enough.  Though what lasted Sam and her four months, may well last her alone a year.  I didn't mind the cost, of Sam.  She was worth it.  It was only the severity, and certain, that allowed me to let her go.  And, I was with her.  She was so... at peace.  She didn't die frightened, angry, or confused.  I was grateful to be a part of that, for her.  Oh, she has to be buried, I am thinking this week.  I know... I just... didn't want to let her go.  Just like when I took her in.  But, it's time.

On to the hoses.  Then some more gaming.  Then, hopefully, this front room.  Oh, and dishes plus the oven racks.  Yea.  Feeling better.  Feeling able.  Willing to push past any hesitations, aches, or else.  Yea.  Later.