Better

 Every day, I have a small window of time when I am alert and feel almost normal. I don't feel ill late in the evening. In the morning I always feel ill. Then I have to take my antibiotic. I go to bed and feel ill in the morning. Wednesday night, when I felt normal, I did a few things. Mainly, I took the wreath and stuffed it into a garbage bag and put it in the room where it will live until next Christmas. 

This year, I will store things in my Christmas tins so as not to store them empty. 

Earlier Wednesday evening, Tommy cleared a path in his stuff to the other recliner. He said it was lumpy. It was, but I could recline and get pressure off my spine and had my feet up. 

He insists on keeping all his clothes in the living room, food, and all his paperwork for bills and banking. He has a box with many containers of mustard, crackers, multiple jars of peanut butter, and boxes of cereal! It is a habit borne of limited mobility. While I understand, it is annoying. Besides, why does he have to have so many of each at his fingertips?

Tomorrow, we will prepare a box of food we do not eat and take it to a parking lot and give it away. I get the free item at The Pig for others even if we will not eat it. I have two boxes of boil in bag white rice and other items from there. There are magazines, too, things I have read and need to pass on to someone else. 

The next time we go to Cullman, we have a garbage bag of aluminum cans to redeem. The price of aluminum cans is $0.55, so maybe we will wait as prices are going up. 

Thursday now.

The furnace guys who called and cancelled and rescheduled gave me a chance for another two hours sleep! Still, it was not much sleep. 

Today, my absolute minimum goal is baking two packages of BSCB and a package of thighs. Piddling and putting things away should happen. Maybe not. 

Since I won't be putting that horrible med in my body, I should feel tremendously better by 5 pm. 

Do you know anyone who stores food by the chair in which days are spent?