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Today I enjoyed a House marathon both on television and in my house.  Today was the first day in about five weeks that I haven’t had to go anywhere.  It has been lovely.  I baked chicken using a little Bisquick recipe and it was yummy.  I did not strain to do anything.  Granted,  I didn’t accomplish an amazing amount of productive stuff, but the relaxation was the productive stuff today.

I made Scotty do laundry yesterday because I had been avoiding it.  Today I did a load.  There was no dog barking at the washer machine.

I cleaned.  I watched House.  I spent time with my sons when they wanted to be with me.  We cuddled a wee bit this morning which was sweet.

Relief came in the form of not thinking a lot today.  My muscles are beginning to loosen, but that in itself brings new forms of aches.  Motivation still needs to be found in the physical activity arena.  I’m hopeful it will light up within me soon.  Otherwise I will be forced to make myself do something.  So much harder without an intrinsic motivation.  Even when I feel “better”, physical activity makes everything hurt more which then sends me back into a phase of inactivity.  It’s a viscous cycle, I tell you!  If I can find some physical activities that help and don’t hurt and make them a routine, that would be lovely.

But tonight things hurt just a bit too much as some of the week’s tension seeps away.  Tonight will simply include a marathon of sleep in my house of chaos.  Madness knew “Our House”.