My breathing sucks today. I'm trying really hard to get stuff done anyway but it's a bitch when I keep losing my breath in the middle of shit. So far I've managed to clean the litter box and do a load of wash as well as pick up some of the living room clutter. Well, I didn't do the wash by myself. A. helped me get some stuff out of the dryer. I think whenever I have to get a new dryer I'll get one that sits higher so I don't have to bend down to take stuff out. That's a guaranteed breath killer.

Anyway, I didn't get to sleep until after seven this morning and then I kept waking up because my breathing was so bad so I guess I should have expected to have a not-so-good day. Woke up with a headache again too. I guess that's better than not waking up at all.