What did you manage today when you did not want to?

On the dog, mostly. She does not accept excuses.

I paced properly for once and finished the day with something in reserve.

Enough for the essentials, nothing for the nice things, which is where I have been all month.

Steady, actually. Steady is new.

Better on the days I get protein in early, and I resent how reliably true that is.

Good until three, gone by four, back a bit by seven. Same shape every day this week.

I crashed and then I recovered in two days rather than five, which is progress of a sort.

It went on the school run, the shop and the washing, and there was nothing left for me.

Straight into a twelve hour shift and I am writing this in the car park before driving home.

It went on being cheerful at people, which is the most expensive thing I do.

Steady through the day for the first week in months. I have written it down in case it does not last.

Honestly I have no idea where it goes. I would like an audit.

The polar night has it. Nothing to do with medicine.

Rationed it. Two good things, nothing else. It worked.

Nowhere good. A flat, grey, unproductive day and I am letting it be that.