They’re painting the walls at work. Horrible. And the lifts they use to paint the high parts of the walls and ceilings have Klaxon-alarm type alert beeps that send me through the roof.
Frankly, I don’t think any of this is helping my dizziness.
But I’m sticking with my routine and getting things done. Have gotten a few things taken care of today. Then I’ll run another errand and fall into bed.
I’m wiped out.
What a week.
Doing the right things feels good — exercise, regular meals — but I’m fried after this past week.
One more errand… just one more. Then I’m done for the day.