There can be no dragon slayer in the absence of dragons.
Thomas Chatterton Williams
Doing litter boxes, huffin and puffin like an old dragon playing bingo with Grannies that smoke.
I am on the second one, the first one was the big one. It could not be carried it was dragged. Up stairs then across the woodwork shop and down icy stairs outside to the garden.
After a rest I manage to get #3 into the woodwork shop. Taking another oxygen debt rest before it goes outside.
It is getting tougher but still doable. Just more rest breaks needed. I cancelled my lung function test like I mentioned.
Being out of breath, coughing and being fatigued normal state of being these days. The runny nose is new, and is the reason I canceled.
I don’t think covid is done. I watched a news report recently that finally admitted that the vaccine doesn’t stop it. It may slow it down, but I wonder at what cost.
All four litter boxes have been emptied and refilled with a forty pound bag of wood pellets that I carried up from Gracie.
I am back up stairs deciding on what game to play and how.
I started doing the boxes an hour and a half ago. I expected to get one done. I just kept going and going like a demented robotic energizer bunny with low batteries.
The cats are fed and watered again. All the water dispensed this morning had been dumped on the floor. So you know I always clean the bowls before I pour.
I think I am too fatigued even to play. I was thinking about playing ME1 to take a break from Starfield.
I could use a cuppa hot but that requires me to get up and go ten feet over.
The mind says “ya, great idea”
The body says “R U Fuckin Kiddin?”
Snow is supposed to start falling in 15 minutes. We will see if that happens.
