A Little At A Time

 A bit more strength today.  

Submitted my grades for last semester, a bittersweet ending to teaching at this time.  I still don't know where my path is heading, but am thankful for not needing to force myself to be "on" for 7 hours or more.  Even with the reduction of stress this little act today brought I still had to take medication to ward off another tremor episode.

I packed up my electronics to be dropped off at the school tomorrow.  These are needed for my sub.  In the process I did a little cleaning of the space, then set up my aging laptop, new webcam, speakers, and headphones so I can continue learning.  I'm trying very hard to take this week as it comes, but am forming ideas for routines.

Remember, I like my routines.

Doing a bit of mold cleaning in the bathroom was too much.  Shouldn't have done it, but needed to do it.  Will take a long time to change this thinking, if it is worth changing.

Otherwise, finished a couple more dishcloths.  Why dishcloths?  The dishwasher broke, again.  This time it looks like enough of a repair cost (at least one hose and a plastic water resevoir are cracked) that we are considering replacing it.  Until that decision is made, and the money is saved, dishes are done by hand.  I am happy I had several balls of cotton yarn lying around without a purpose.  Also gave me something that involved my brain and little movement while I rested on the couch.

The glimmer of a routine is hinting.  It is peeking out at me.  I'm trying to ignore it until later, but it is so hard for me to just rest.  Be still.  Heal.