Wednesday and how is it pay-the-bills day again already? #madness.
But sure enough, it sure is pay-the-bills Wednesday again! The week is on its downward slide into the weekend, and today is probably my busiest day at the office. I do have some stuff to catch up on, but I feel good. I slept well, and am not even a little bit groggy or tired, although this morning I am not as awake and on top of things as I was yesterday. That’s also fine. I don’t need to spring out of bed every morning to the alarm, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed (which is a really weird saying when you think about it), so long as I don’t feel an urgent need to go back to sleep.
Yesterday was a good day. Paul’s a bit grumpy from having to stay at home and be mostly immobile, which is usually the case; he doesn’t really like being inactive for a period of time. He’ got his physical therapy today, so that’ll get him out of the house and moving, which is a good thing. Huzzah! We gave up on season 2 of The Four Seasons last night, and also started something else which we noped out of after five minutes–we have a 15 minute rule for movies and a two episode rule for television series, but whatever that was, it was embarrassingly bad and removed from our watch list quickly. We settled in for Widow’s Bay and started The Boroughs, which is interesting and very well done. There’s also a new Tatianna Maslany series we want to check out at some point, too. Maybe we should go back and revisit that rebooted Perry Mason series, with Matthew Rhys–now that we’ve become fans.
I also managed to do some chores; I washed all the dishes and ran the dishwasher overnight, which was a very good thing to get done and out of the way; tonight I’m going to unload the dishwasher, clean the counters, and rearrange the kitchen rugs. I also need to get things out of the living room, and should take that pile of clothes to the dry-cleaner at some point. There are boxes of books that need to go to the library sale (Saturday morning, I’m looking at you), and of course, the living room floor also needs some attention, as do the stairs. Making my house a home is an endless chore, isn’t it? I also want to get some reading done this week. I also need to realize that just because Paul is on the couch watching television doesn’t need to mean I have to sit in there, too; it’s just a natural inclination at this point to grab something to drink and plop down in the easy chair.
It’s hard to say no to both Paul and Sparky, you know.
I also have to have labs drawn on Friday morning, after my in-person meeting at the office at nine. I don’t need to bring my work laptop home, since I am coming in Friday morning, which will be nice. I imagine I’ll just go ahead and get up at the usual time and get here around seven-thirty, after which I head home and then uptown. It’s very muggy and humid this morning; it did come a downpour last night while we were watching television; we’re all supposed to have thunderstorms this afternoon and evening. I am going to run uptown to get the mail on the way home from work tonight, and I may make a bit of groceries as well, but probably not; I can do that after getting labs drawn Friday. Yes, that sounds like an excellent plan. I’ll get out my daily planner and make notes for the next two days on primary things that need to be done.
I really do feel good this morning; no muscle fatigue and no brain fog, which is wonderful. These mornings where I am not tired or groggy are becoming more common, so either I am recovering from everything at long last, and getting a better idea of what it is actually going to be like to be a senior citizen.
A senior citizen.
That’s kind of humbling, isn’t it?
And on THAT note, I am heading into the spice mines. Have a lovely day, Constant Reader, and I will be back on the morrow.
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