Ate something earlier. Scrubbed down and rinsed the shower while I was in it, then stepped out and misted it with spray bleach. Put a load of cups and utensils on in the countertop dishwasher (the uneasy alliance continues).

If I fold the dried load of towels that will be four things. The last might be a few minutes with the kettlebell or trying to find the calcium pills I’m meant to be taking.

Life just seems to be sleepwalking through chores and trying to get back on track