Yep, I did it

I am fixin', like we say in Texas, to do the last Tyvaso treatment of the day. Then, not too long after that, I probably will crash. I did everything I said I was not going to do today.

I got up early. I had a wee bit of energy, so I tackled the tornado closet. First let me say I would have had a hard time putting another object in that closet. After an hour of hauling most of it out into the bedroom and on the bathroom vanity, I began the process of sorting and tossing. S&T, sit; . S&T, rest some more. Thus I worked for about three hours. By that time my energy lagged big time. So I swept the closet, emptied the bathroom of  the not sure pile and tried to pick up some in the bedroom.

I had a habit of tossing my pennies into metal cans, the kind fruitcake comes in. The boys in their many explorations of my tornado closet knocked a couple of these cans into a large box that held wrapping paper. About $20 worth of pennies I had to remove from the box. That took awhile and even though I put the box on another box and sat, I still had to bend over. Tired back!!

I realized I had not eaten more than a few crackers and suddenly the hunger monster attacked. I nuked a mixture of wiener, cheese and the rest of the beans. Then I allowed myself a mug of ice cream.

I should have dumped some more. Later maybe.

It is time, Dude.

Later.