Still Going
So it turns out yesterday's car failure wasn't a one-time problem. Which is reassuring, in a way; at least it means I wasn't an idiot who left the dome light on or something equally inane and avoidable. On the other hand, it also meant that when I tried to head out to a house call an hour away this morning, my car just blinked and died.
Thankfully, I have a AAA membership, a husband who was able to stay home to wait for them to arrive, and another (16+ year old, rattletrap, wheezy, pathetic) car that I could make the trip in. One new battery later and my car is back in healthy shape.
Other than that, it's been a pretty quiet day. Still dealing with severe fatigue - I slept about 8-9 hours last night, and still crashed out for another hour or so after my house call. But I also made it to circus school for an hour or so, and cooked dinner. So. Progress? I don't want to get my hopes up, but I don't want to wallow in futility or panic either.
Circus practice was good, at least. My stamina is still crap, but I'm getting it back slowly, and I'm finally getting the hang of windmills. And it felt good to have the time to cook; I have a fondness for overly-baroque recipes, and tonight was a good opportunity to play around in that space (poached chicken breasts that start with a brine in the poaching liquid and then are more-or-less sous vide).
We'll see where this coming week takes me.
Oh - and for anyone wondering what aerial windmills are....
Thankfully, I have a AAA membership, a husband who was able to stay home to wait for them to arrive, and another (16+ year old, rattletrap, wheezy, pathetic) car that I could make the trip in. One new battery later and my car is back in healthy shape.
Other than that, it's been a pretty quiet day. Still dealing with severe fatigue - I slept about 8-9 hours last night, and still crashed out for another hour or so after my house call. But I also made it to circus school for an hour or so, and cooked dinner. So. Progress? I don't want to get my hopes up, but I don't want to wallow in futility or panic either.
Circus practice was good, at least. My stamina is still crap, but I'm getting it back slowly, and I'm finally getting the hang of windmills. And it felt good to have the time to cook; I have a fondness for overly-baroque recipes, and tonight was a good opportunity to play around in that space (poached chicken breasts that start with a brine in the poaching liquid and then are more-or-less sous vide).
We'll see where this coming week takes me.
Oh - and for anyone wondering what aerial windmills are....
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