Especially since I've been loose-ending these past few days, sleeping till 11 and wasting time online. Actually I do keep up my with bread and butter reading- ten pages a day of Montaigne, one Kipling in the evening, more of the tiny close-printed and stomach turning Pursuit of the Millennium (we're now at the Crusades and its attendant pogroms.) But bicycling and kanji are utterly neglected, and I must start them again because they're cumulative. At least I managed to vacuum the side bedroom today and sort a bag of laundry. Maybe I'll even wash the kitchen floor sometime. (It's not depression. It's that I * hurt* all the time, and feel it unfair to have to do housework when I hurt. I want to stay in my not-exactly-a-kotatsu (stretched out on the sideroom futon with a pillow on my lap and two of G's quilts covering my legs and the pillow) and read in the painfree warmth of same. Which is fine until I move, and then...
Especially since I've been loose-ending these past few days, sleeping till 11 and wasting time online. Actually I do keep up my with bread and butter reading- ten pages a day of Montaigne, one Kipling in the evening, more of the tiny close-printed and stomach turning Pursuit of the Millennium (we're now at the Crusades and its attendant pogroms.) But bicycling and kanji are utterly neglected, and I must start them again because they're cumulative. At least I managed to vacuum the side bedroom today and sort a bag of laundry. Maybe I'll even wash the kitchen floor sometime. (It's not depression. It's that I * hurt* all the time, and feel it unfair to have to do housework when I hurt. I want to stay in my not-exactly-a-kotatsu (stretched out on the sideroom futon with a pillow on my lap and two of G's quilts covering my legs and the pillow) and read in the painfree warmth of same. Which is fine until I move, and then...
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Woke up at my once upon a time regular hour, which is 9:15, and for once was awake at that hour, no rolling over and sliding back to sleep, so for…
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Well, so that was the year that was. A year ago I was marginally less crippled than I am now- could still work sorta, and get up and down from chairs…
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Ordered dinner in Monday and groceries in Tuesday and then got my Visa bill for the last month. Opened it with trepidation, because I've done a lot…
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