Ow

[kiya]

I have a mediocre hip.


My current condition makes it more often a bad hip than not.

I don't stand well for any length of time at all, even at the best of times; the hip at the moment means that moving around is erratically feasible, not to be done rapidly, and best done with regular breaks.

I also have fatigue issues that make for the 'best done with regular breaks' thing.

All of which is setup for:

Sooooo, we have a housecleaning service because we cannot fucking keep on top of everything. We had been wanting to get them in but never got a scheduling confirmation.

Further, artan_eter's and my solstice stuff (mostly his) meant that the usual morning kitchen cleanup and dish turnover didn't happen.


Soooooo when the cleaners arrived the kitchen was two feet deep in dirty dishes and the beginnings of dinner prep and the children's stuff was all over the floor approximately everywhere.

And I was the only one in the house. (On the upside this meant that the children weren't underfoot.)

After I got the kitchen decluttered enough that they could do anything with it I was in enough pain that I was nearly crying (30-40 minutes of doubletime work without break) and got my cane....

Did the main room tidy a little more slowly. Probably got most of the Lego bits rescued from the vacuum cleaner but if that little Lego Friends figure remains bald for the rest of her life now we know why.


Or, more briefly: ow.

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[brooksmoses]

Oh, gracious. Ow indeed. :(