Reset Forty-Eight, Day Twenty-Two

Listening to rain falling off and on all Tuesday night/Wednesday morning. I kept going back to sleep because I felt too sad to get up every time I woke for a while. I was lucky to be able to get back to sleep, since my brain has been in hamster mode for the last couple of days. Seriously, if it could jump out of my skull it would probably have run to San Francisco and back half a dozen times.

I stayed put with my sore legs and collection of aches and pains, but did get four tubs of laundry done. Inflexibility precluded me from kicking myself in the arse when I realized I'd forgotten to put tea on my shopping list the other day, and now I've only got a few days supply. I was hoping I wouldn't need another grocery run for at least two weeks. I get dumber every day. It's a good thing I don't have that many days left. I'd end up in a dolt home.

At the moment I'm indulging myself with a few extra minutes of furnace time. I've been cold all day, and I'd like a few minutes of unencumbered comfort before I get under all those blankets to go to sleep. The leg cramp medication isn't working very well and those blankets are heavy. Already had a bedtime snack. Bedtime eight o'clock in the morning. Criminy Dutch.