SRS! Does that mean one can computer while on the treadmill? I really doubt I could do both at once. Brain plagues me with lack of function. Sometimes I try to make sure I have not just given up. but some days are better.


Point: Lost it completely last night when R mentioned for the ...time how "disorganized" is my studio. Have barely spoken to him since. He, I finally realize, does not have (or want to) a clue how sick I have been most of the last 7 months. I try to keep up my end of things to be done but there were still a few days when I could not even get up to feed him meals. Then, he built the studio without consulting me and I have lots of place for shelves but no shelves yet because I cannot do it his way - screw a zillion little brackets in place to hold the lovely shelves he bought. So, NO! nothing is organized and I HATE not being organized and I am living in two "homes" neither of which can I organize to my satisfaction. As soon as I clear a space, he clutters it. So, yeah, I lost it!

Although my arm has been improving since the fall, the work of moving stuff around yesterday, set it back and that was bothering me as well. My cough which has been almost gone came back after he came to bed without washing adequately. All that dust from moving stuff and sweeping and in a few minutes I was sitting up coughing - for what seemed a very long time maybe 30 minutes. It eventually settled down to a small cough every few minutes. I did not get much sleep and was totally out of it when he left at 8 am for the city.

Plumbing: I wish for, here in the country, running water to the K and a toilet within a reasonable distance. At least it is warm enough. Ah, reminder - right now I am going to turn up heat in the studio... Done.

So here I am on a - was sunny for a while - day, cooler than yesterday but still 46 so lots of melt still happening! Gradually waking and getting my brain and body into gear. 12;30! Need a plan: Have a garbage bag and more to take to thrift shop. Have 7 empty gallon jugs for water - fill at thrift shop. Trip to the good butcher for local meat. After I get into studio for a couple hours to get some pots made.

I asked R to unload my car Saturday am as it is still full of boxes of pots. I am daunted by - it is still full and in the "garage" so I shall have to open the very heavy door to go anywhere. Oh, my shoulder. I have trouble picking up a cup of tea. Lest you think I complain muchly. This business of feeling a lack of ability to function has me right down. And you are helping me figure out how to get it together to get through this day in the best possible way. Getting dressed and having lunch seems a good couple steps. Thank you.