My house is, while not clean, clean, it's at least decluttered (mostly) and presentable. And I'll be continuing working on that until I'm not spending all my time decluttering and can start cleaning.
It's gonna be a while. But I think I can do it.
What makes it easier is that I think the stupid CFS is starting to ease up its stranglehold. Some. I can do a little bit more than I could when it was at its best last year. I'm keeping up with being able to declutter, and I'm able to regain some of the lost/used energy when I sit down and rest.
I haven't been able to do that reliably for four years.
To be completely honest, I'm not sure if the Chronic Fatigue Syndrome is letting go, or if the Armor, in the correct dose (which they couldn't seem to get on the T4 alone) is just working that much better than the synthetic thyroid replacement hormone. Either way, this is making me happier about my health than I've been in a while.
Friday night, after the kids had finished their pizza and their movie, and were getting ready for bed, we got a phone call from one of our oldest friends. I've been friends with this guy for 21 years, now, and Odysseus has been friends with him for a little bit longer. He's currently selling tools out of a truck--has a route and steady customers and a franchise and everything. He's staying with one of his other long-term friends while said friend is training and about to deploy with the Guard, and will stay with his wife and family while he's gone as a layer of protection.
Our friend needed a place to leave his tools van over the weekend while he went to a hobby convention. And that the guy he's staying with would be coming with him to take him back.
And neither Odysseus nor I sprang into crisis-cleaning* mode. We straightened a few things, moved a couple of books out of chairs in the library, but that was basically all.
And we were relaxed enough to enjoy a short visit instead of wishing it hadn't happened in the first place.
And it's because of five, ten, or fifteen minutes at a time. And improving energy levels where I can do one or two more sessions of five, ten, or fifteen minutes, and recover energy after I've sat down.
*Crisis-cleaning: where you take giant arms-full of mess and cram it in closets, cabinets, bedrooms, or wherever you can hide it in the few minutes' warning you have.
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