I walked into a convenience store without a mask! First time w/o a mask in public in almost 2.5 years. It was a mistake! Nobody else was wearing a mask. So, I had to slip around, trying not to breath anyone's air, a hopeless endeavour.
Despite being not ready, CFS-wise, I managed to mow the lawns today. All sections. I did not come away with a massive pressure migraine, though, just a mild one, and intense brain-flash. But, I was working against my energy, and this spells a week of doom for me. I haven't been downtown since November - when will this ever happen?
As noted, I picked up w/ looking at vehicles online, (after a week being too ill to continue). This is the only thing I can devote my brain to, and all else be damned. Unfortunately, all my efforts were destroyed when my brain made two big mistakes in rapid succession. All the new stuff - which was a lot - got deleted. So, I am having to try to regain where I was at, and this will take days. Siblings have failed to help me on this, so nothing else is getting done. They don't comprehend how intense and disabling my illness is.
So, to mourn this loss, but also to celebrate completing the mowing, I walked to that store and got, along w/ motor oil, some nice but cheap Chilean wine. And chips. Hurray! Caution is dust in the wind. Speaking of which, mowing a lot of weedy dirt just fills my lungs with a lot of awful sh**it! It takes days and days to work it out. But we can make it happen. We can make.
Two songs on my lips today: "
Yes It Is," and, "
That Means A Lot," by the Beatles. Absolutely beautiful little love ballads. (Both are related musically). But they don't have anything to do with me. And you will find out why if you are in my special LJ filer...