9:26am on Day Four

A recap of some exciting stuff from the last hour or so…

• 8:40 – I did something crazy. Something out of control. Something unheard of for sick people. Yikes, even! I took a shower! Woah! I can’t say I feel any better after standing in a borderline scalding hot shower for 10 minutes, but I sure don’t feel worse. Also, I feel a whole lot less greasy, so that’s a big positive.
• 9:00 – There were two chores I wanted to try to do this morning but I got sidetracked briefly. I saw the bluetooth bathroom scale on the floor and figured why not step on it and see how things are looking. It’s a couple of weeks early, but why not, right? The results? Epic beyond words. I haven’t done the math yet to see what the total losses are up to, but my current weight is 200.8 pounds. I am less than one pound away from the mythical ONEDERLAND. The land where one’s weight is below 200 pounds and thus in the one hundreds land. Holy Crap! I actually reset the scale to zero and weighed myself a second time because I didn’t trust the results but it came out the same the second time. Amazing. I even took a screen shot of the app when the 200.8 popped up on my phone, so I could continue to enjoy the happy feeling it brings my dumb ass.
• 9:05 – I didn’t have this very small chore in mind when I started this journey but when I saw it sitting there, I just had to do it. I made the bed. Jen hasn’t slept in a neat bed for three nights but tonight she will. Enjoy, my love. I wish I were sharing it with you. Kiss my ass, Covid. An added bonus, or slight annoyance, is that Lily the cat thinks that making the bed means playing with the blankets. She jumps on the bed and attacks anything that moves. It’s absolutely adorable, especially when I bury her under a blanket, but it does make the process more difficult than it needs to be.
• 9:10 – This one is going to take all day and it will probably wipe me out long before I finish it, but I started the laundry. I haven’t done any laundry since last Wednesday, the day we flew to Florida. It’s backing up pretty bad and needs to get done. I’ll try to do a couple of loads today, but going up and down the stairs repeatedly might be too much for my sick ass self. We’ll see.

Now that I’ve actually done some stuff today I can concentrate on the important things like vegetating on the couch and hoping the whole Covid-19 thing pisses off and leaves me alone. Here’s hoping for progress.