Reset Forty-Seven, Day Forty-Five

Thursday brought a bit of intermittent sunshine, and I woke up a bit after noon, so it felt rather like normal used to feel, at least until I tried walking on my old, swollen feet and aggravated my stiff joints. I think what used to be normal is gone forever. I spent the afternoon with Idernet, as usual, and attempted a bit of cleaning but found my feet and legs tired to easily to do much for long.

I ought to have attempted some laundry but it didn't occur to me until too late. When I went out to the mailbox around half past three I discovered that somebody else was using the machines anyway. Early in the evening I discovered that I needed more sleep, and that lasted until about midnight. Today is expected to be wet again, and the trips back and forth to the laundry room are apt to be too soggy, and would require painful shoes instead of comfy (or at least less painful) slippers. Today's storm is supposed to be very windy, too, which would make going outside even more unpleasant. I do miss having my own laundry facilities, and having them under the same roof.

I'm sure there was something else I was going to write about, but it has vanished from my mind altogether. The brain fuzz was pretty thick all day, and probably will be again today. I'll sleep a lot though. Saturday there could be thunderstorms, and those might wake me up. Oh, look. Today is Friday the thirteenth! And me wit no black cats.