A few things.

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Just a few.  Things mom just can't do.  I can, if currently just.  I really am fried.  One or all problems, meds, extended efforts, strenuous efforts, that it is high summer, and that medication is acually finally working which has a large effect on my systems.  Some or all, but it's been a really good run.  Falling a bit makes sense, is fair.

Still, okay.  If I really am hoping to get a second, or tenth, wind.

I had planned to get back to town Wednesday.  But needs suggest earlier.  Trash and recycling collected and out.  A meal.  I haven't been eating much for a few days.  Thought I would really dig in.  Planned on it.  I got half through the first course and that was that.  Even so, it is wonderful to feel absolutely stuffed on good food, and not much of it.

Just a bit of work tomorrow.  I may remain mostly down for a day to two weeks yet.  But hope to at least do filler chores, jobs mom can't quite do, but I can.  Not the big jobs, for a while.  Well, and some work up here, too.  Light.  Sorting.  Setting up more storage.  Ziptying the older storage, getting it put together better.  As well as making the newer storage more sturdy from the start.  Then organizing even better.  But... slowly, between helping mom, other tasks, rest, and extra sleep as needed.

Dreaming of dreaming, even while awake.  I've pulled a few neurons, am seeing stars from a sort of exhaustion shock.  Pulling too many psychic z's?  It's a bit rough.  Getting slightly better.  Good night.