A new day

I've been all over the place today, emotionally.  Woke up without the alarm at 7:16, fed Little Bits, myself, then returned to bed -- felt more physically tired than actually sleepy -- although it seems that I fell asleep again rather promptly.  Woke again during Diane Rehm's 1st hour, hot, panicky, feeling dreadful about my life, myself, my future, etc.  Worked on calming myself down -- Poulie threw up on the comforter -- finally arose somewhere during the 10 a.m. show and took some Ritalin and walked the dogs.  While out walking, it occurred to me that perhaps I COULD return home and spend a couple of hours working on the kitchen mayhem. 

It is now 1 p.m.  I have spoken to Maria and we have agreed (my idea) to meet for 20-30 min walks in the a.m. as was our previous custom in the evenings.  We meet midway between our houses and walk the dogs.
We will begin tomorrow at 8 a.m.  

Accomplished beyond the above mentioned plan was gathering of trash and recycling, one load of laundry completed (not yet dry), and one set out to run as soon as I finish this.  My goal is to leave for the laundramat with the comforters and wet clothes about 3 p.m.   I may need a nap, feeling sleepy at this moment.  Will have some cheese and Pepsi first --- but will put in the next load before even that. 

Life doesn't feel quite so hopeless, although I would call this, again, SLOW progress.  But I need to remind myself that progress is progress....keep the faith, baby.  

SLOW progress

Here it is, February 17, 2010, and I have accomplished little, lately.  On the other hand, I'm not dead, and as has often been observed, tomorrow is another day.  I am not scheduled to work and have plans to begin to make order in the kitchen.  It is a daunting task.  Removal of trash, bags of music, multiple other extraneous items unrelated to traditional kitchen business must be disposed of -- and not just shifted to another pointless pile blocking the entrance/pathway in another room.  I think that three hours of effort is sufficient to make a visible dent, and not so much that I will be overwhelmed before I can lift a hand.  Actually, perhaps two hours with a 3rd as optional.  I need to go to Costco for dog food, and perhaps to the laundramat if I can multitask and get some laundry done while working on the kitchen (entirely do-able).  Yes, I believe this is a happy plan.  I will also walk the dogs "first thing" -- First thing does not have to be at the crack of dawn.  Oh....and I should go to the Y for some exercise.  Eliptical cross trainer followed by the whirlpool....sounds good.