Keeping track (He dressed in mourning; neither ate nor slept,)
Did I tidy my room? YES! One of the things newly added to my routine is time to sit and sort through things like bills, letters, forms and so on which were turning into paper pile of doom. I do it on Wednesdays when the cleaner is here and I am just sitting quietly in my room anyway, and Thursdays just because. I have a 9 month backlog of can't-deal-with-that-now. I also have, now, a largish pile of ancient bank statements sitting by the loo, so I can shred a statement by hand and put it in the bathroom bin... now and then.
Did I go to bed early last night? YES! I was so good!
Did I take my nighttime anti-migraine pills? NO! Apparently I forgot to.
Did I do my dawn walk? NO! I woke up late, when my 8:30am alarm went off (if I am asleep, it wakes me up, if I am awake, it prompts me to phone the GP to make an appointment).
What's the weather like? Cool and damp.
Did I wash and get dressed in nice clothes? YES! I was actually showered and dressed before the cleaner arrived, for the first time ever.
Did I do relaxation after breakfast? YES! With the video. I seem to need to revisit it to learn how to relax, otherwise my relaxation sessions get shorter and shorter.
Did I go out somewhere else too? YES! All of us at Geekhouse North went out to the local Sainsbury's on a beer run.
Did I cook? YES! I fried lamb, onion, celery, apple and garlic in about that order, then added cinnamon and urfa pepper and a shedload of raisins, then mushroom ketchup and a bit of mustard and more garlic. Then I put it all in the oven with goats cheese on top until the goats cheese melted. It worked. I managed to balance the salt and the sweet and the bitter and the savoury and everything. Next time, I would probably drain the mix briefly before the cheese and baking part, it was slightly fatty.
Did I take my post-breakfast anti-migraine pills? YES! Today's breakfast was porridge with dried apricots and cinnamon.
Did I do anything energetic? YES! I cleaned the cooker before bedtime. Today, I loaded the dishwasher and washed all yesterday's pans by hand, emptied all the recycling, rearranged the heavy crates of pop bottles and pop, went up and down stairs lots and walked to Sainsbury's and back. I cleaned the sink and wiped all the sides. I emptied the dishwasher and put the pots away, and lots off the sink top, and another half load this afternoon. I did a load of laundry.
Did I use my brain? YES! I listened to a song and wrote about it. I went through all my papers, filled out a form and put it in a stamped addressed envelope ready for posting, and likewise addressed and stamped a card for my BIL/SIL (! My timing stinks.). (I know that doesn't sound like brainwork, but it's all stuff I find incredibly hard to do.). I sorted out Moth's renal-failure-specific catfood.
Happy things: I got through my whole morning routine without anybody telling me I was doing something wrong and should stop. Group outing!
HEALTH
Did I take painkillers? YES! Cocodamol in the morning.
Did I have a migraine? YES! I had a stinker after going through all my papers.
Do I feel MEish? YES! My neck glands are up fiercely.
How are my sinuses? Cruddy, sore and bleeding.
Did I sleep well? NO! Moth kept waking me up.
PLANS
Make an appointment with the GP, at long last.
OU study.
Sort through some more papers.
Book a train to Nottingham, on open return, for the 5th November. Sort out accommodation for visit.
Cook venison in a reduced cream and mushroom sauce. It's not reindeer and I'll be having spinach rather than cloudberries, but it'll still be delicious.