Im not writing the things down, because doing stuff like that will make me obsess and ultimately stop. But this morning when i filled my monthly med box, i was like, boy that went fast, good for me! And i just took down the recycling. Boxes stacked up here this week, it was not good.

I used to be really driven, like i HAD to get all this stuff done on the weekends, before i retired. Then i had a nervous breakdown (went on disability 7 years before retiring) and it felt like the ropes holding my brain together like a butterflied lamb shoulder roast just came untied. Hard to drive at anything with a head full of prune stuffing.