I’m still feeling fairly unmotivated, and am struggling to do the simplest of things. My wife is using my car today because her car is being repaired – this wouldn’t normally be a problem, but today I could do with going to North Walsham and instead I find myself confined to Southrepps. Never mind, I’ll just have to go there this evening when my wife returns from work.
I have some tremor on both sides (again) today, but it’s not bothering me (too much). My dystonia, which was bad yesterday, is much better today. My voice is improved. My muscular stiffness and weakness is uncomfortable, my walking isn’t great, my balance is rubbish, but these are all manageable. In fact the only thing that is bothering me is my lack of motivation. It’s the end of the day now, and the only thing that I have been doing plenty of, is nothing!
That’s not strictly true, but it is how I feel.
I have walked the dog twice. I have sorted out some things for my neighbour, who is currently in hospital. I have responded to a couple of emails that have been sitting in my inbox for several days now. I have split some logs, got some kindling in from the garden shed, filled the log basket and lit the fire. I have groomed the dog, because she’s losing her coat at the moment. Last (but not least) I have vacuumed downstairs.
That’s not a bad list of accomplishments for someone who is lacking motivation, but I still feel pretty wretched.
When my wife arrives home, I drive to North Walsham while she is preparing our dinner, and do the things that I need to do.
After dinner, we sit down to finish watching the documentary (about debt) that we started watching last night (“Strawman – The Nature Of The Cage“) which is proving extremely interesting!