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A Low Impact Workday of Catching Up
I have to pay attention to my activity levels. I'm not managing them as well as I ought to, and the result is I'm either working too hard or flaring from working too hard. Its hard not to, though– because I'm such an exacting perfectionist and want things just so, and therefore would rather do some things (like painting) myself rather than risk a less careful person doing it and then my obsessing for years over the minor imperfections I'll notice. Yes– its totally irrational. Doesn't matter, though, does it? Nope!
After the worse flare yet yesterday, I got up today feeling slightly better and decided to keep it light. I put away 4 small boxes of bathroom stuff and put some more books away. But other than that, I paced myself and just put away dishes and did laundry and sorted recycling and took out trash. Just normal domestic duties that got put off while everyone was busy doing various projects.
Examples of projects include the slow dig out of what will one day be a natural pond. Or the dust bath for the chickens. Or the new walkway over the mulching, squelching mud in the backyard by the garage stoop and back deck. All these things have been completed in the last few days We've also rearranged the living room to accommodate both a library-like section and a media entertainment section by the fireplace. Moving yet more books. I have so many damned books!
But not today. I refused to participate much. I was stuck in a bed all day yesterday until the last couple of hours before bed. I don't want to end up in bed for weeks with a prolonged flare. I've been lucky thus far, pushing like I have been, but no more. I need to be smarter and less ambitious.
IF I feel okay, I will paint the dining room tomorrow with Darcy's help. You know– S L O W L Y.
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