Feel as if I’ve made some progress. Not much, but a little.
Walked again today, and kept to one short nap this afternoon.
Wrote a little later in the day, though I can’t say I found much excitement in it so I quit while I was breaking even.
Snowstorm predicted for tonight. Let it come! Weather folks say up to five inches, but I have the feeling they’re going to miss the mark.
Saw our neighbor, Robin, this afternoon. Haven’t spoken in six or eight months. Was nice to catch up with her again.
Looking forward to seeing normal sometime soon. Been most appreciative of the additional reading time, but the rest—being housebound and tired—man, it’s getting old.