Recovery Is Slow!

My surgery was ten weeks ago, and while I was back in the kitchen after two weeks or so and doing light housework after three, I'm not ready to say that I've completely returned to normal activities.

Today I spent a chunk of time in the kitchen giving some extra attention to the work table and countertops in there. What a mess. Standards have slipped, folks. I guess that's how it goes.

Then I moved over to the dining room, because the windows were absolutely disgusting. I'm not exaggerating. They were gross. I could see how dirty they were from twenty paces (the other end of the living room). But those tilt-in-for-easy-cleaning windows are heavy, and I really wanted to be "done" after I did the first one. It would have made a nice before-and-after visual, if I wanted to show my family just how awful the mess can get, but I sucked it up and got it done.

And now I'm done. Well, except for dinner, which is slow cooking, so that's all good.

I'm having a hard time being patient with my own level of fatigue. Hopefully that will improve soon! I know it's better than it was, but I'm not where I want to be.