Well, I thought I was still working on the living room thingy by cleaning one wall by the recliner, but so much for that idea. The body will not allow me to do what I wanted to do.sigh. By the time I prepared the area to clean, I was too weak to clean.
The good thing is, I saw my landlady this morning while I was getting the mail, and I asked if they would replace my blinds or clean them when I sign my lease this October. She said yes, no problem. They either do the carpets or the blinds. So at least by the end of the year i'll have one thing clean. LOL. I just need to get the carpet cleaned on my own dime. I can save up for that.
When I try to do something this simple and can't, I get a tad bit anxious, and it frustrates me that I do. This is all residual from last July before I went inside myself for those three months. They said I'd had a small stroke, but I came back from it. Now, I'm having problems again. I know it looks like a stroke when I switch to someone inside who is carrying the pains of the body, but when they go back down, the symptoms leave. That alter is a little, I'm sorry to say. Which is why I try to carry my own pain. But when I'm really tired, and my blood sugar is all over the place, she comes out for a little while.