I am so pleased with myself.
Yesterday, I did heaps of housework. OK, when I say "heaps" I mean: I washed and hung out the clothes (my son brought them in); I did the dishes; I mopped the kitchen and laundry floors; I baked scones for the oldies' group at church, and I cooked dinner. For me that's heaps - bearing in mind that I also managed to fit in a 2 hour nap during the day.
Today, I did a full eight hour day at work. I managed my lunch and nap all in about an hour at the middle of the day, and got lots done.
I'm tired (surprise!) but I'm not oh-no-I-just-can't-do-anything-at-all tired. I'll still have the energy to get my shower before bed. (My daughter "cooked" dinner tonight - it involved the internet and a discount voucher from a Dominos - using a stove is so old-fashioned.)
I feel so good, that I've done so much in these past couple of days. Now, my problem will be not to assume I can always do this much. I need to conserve energy - always do that little bit less than the maximum I can - because when I live right on the limit and do the maximum all the time I quickly run out of energy and get sick. It's all a balancing act.
But for now, I'm really thrilled with how much I've achieved!