I finally got up and I feel horrible. I slept in today and got up late and I feel like I haven’t had three weeks of getting up regularly and climbing two flights of stairs (yes, it is a small amount but considering there were quite a few days that the only walking I got was to the bathroom and back to the couch, this is a good increase).

I am dragging majorly just moving around the apartment. I am currently burning hotdogs to eat with my pork and beans. I have been meaning to have this meal for over a week.

I hope I get some pep later. I really do need to do some things. Of course I will probably get my pep at some god-awful hour and not get any sleep.