I keep imagining myself with my old energy levels back. Floors vacuumed and scrubbed, everything dusted and put away.

Sigh.

Then The Curmudgeon whines that he needs this or that from the pharmacy. Off I go on another errand.

Standing in line for 20 minutes and back home.

Yeah, never did get to the dusting, vacuuming and scrubbing of floors…

Seems to happen far too often.