Energy

(I can’t tell if I posted this or just thought I did, so here it goes; maybe again.)

I can’t believe how much more energy I have these days; even without much nightly sleep.

We go to bed somewhere in the neighborhood of 2:30am – 4:30am, and I sleep until somewhere between 8:30am – 10:30am. It takes me awhile to wake up, about half an hour to an hour, but once I do, I’m a force with which to be reckoned.

Kind of.

Really, though, once I’m up, have weighed myself, had a shower, and a cup of coffee, look out mama. Here I come.

For the past few days, I have been focusing on the kitchen; cleaning it, like Fall cleaning, deep cleaning it.

The only problem with deep cleaning, getting the floors sparklingly white, glitteringly white, is that, once they are clean, sparklingly, glitteringly white, is that I get crazy about keeping them that way.

These past few days I have been vacuuming, and wait

you’d better sit down for this part. I’d hate for you to hurt yourself when you pass out.

Ok. Let’s start again.

I have been vacuuming, or sweeping, as need calls for it, then mopping, yes, mopping the floors in the apartment; the entire apartment. After that, however, I spend the next several days licking a finger, bending down, and picking up that bastardly little piece of nothing that has the audacity to dirty my floor. WTH?

When the above has not taken place for a bit, (the cleaning), and there’s some dastardly pieces of dust, or what-have-you, on the floor, well, so be it. We are both able to walk over it, again, and again. Without much remorse.

Now that we are eating better, the increased energy has me doing the laundry in such a way that I wash, hang to dry, fold when dry, and actually put away said clean clothes.

Okay that last bit wasn’t exactly true. I absolutely hate, with a passion, putting away clothes in this apartment. Seriously, we have so many clothes there’s no place to put them.

We each have 2 large chests of drawers, but can’t seem to find space, or time to put them in the drawers. WTH?

We’re retired; we shouldn’t be having this kind of difficulty. Wash, dry, fold, put away. It shouldn’t be that difficult.

I find that, at the end of the day, when I should be relaxing, and trying to sleep, (right), I still have enough energy to clean one of the other bedrooms, or rearrange the furniture in the living room. Alas, it is, usually, about 1:30 in the morning, and who wants their neighbor rearranging the furniture at that hour?

Regardless, I do manage to get a few things done in a day; not as much as I would like, however, as I am no longer on any schedule, or time clock, (except in my nightmares about work). I can do what I want, when I want, if I want.

That’s all for tonight friends. It’s almost time for me to …….

Not.

Until next we meet, stay happy, healthy, and safe. Wash, cover, and protect yourselves.