The reward at the end of the day

Yesterday was a pretty busy day for me. As I've gotten older, my energy level has diminished significantly, enough that I really, really notice it. I sometimes have to step back and look at the fact that I am, in fact, in my 60s, not my 40s, and one's energy does diminish (usually) with age.

So the fact that I

• did four loads of laundry (bedding and linens, no clothing)
• line-dried most of it
• took care of a couple little nagging chores
• vacuumed the entire house
• walked for two hours (6.2 miles – a 10K!) and 
• prepared a home-cooked meal (chicken with peanut sauce and rice) 

proves that yes, once in a while, I can still get things done.

The reward was going to bed early, one of my favorite things to do. Heh. (That's kind of a joke; I always go to bed early and spend an hour or so reading. I have little interest in television these days.) I had a little trouble actually getting to sleep last night, though. It might have been the aches and pains that are a natural result of walking 14 miles in two days.

Or it might have come from inhaling the scent of sun-kissed sheets every time I moved. Ahhhh.