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 I don't have much for pictures today because it was such an off day.  I do have some pics of Joey's that he's drawn since we got here.

Woolfred and Doc Spider from Tulip Town

Beatrice Bunny from Tulip Town

Mostly he's been working on The Tulip Town Tragedy, his story about a town of living puppets and a dark secret.

I've only blogged.  I want to write-write but I can't settle.  I have two speeds right now: organize something; rest.  Three speeds: organize something, rest, work on making us unhomeless.  Four speeds.  Chief among my speeds are organize something, rest, work on phone calls and paperwork, do caregiving tasks.

It was cool and rainy this morning, but Aaron remembered I'd promised pool time if it got warm enough.  He reminded me.  A lot.  Luckily for him, he's charming.

But I felt unwell.  I'd also forgotten to make my coffee last night.  I had a hard time being upright and awake; I dozed off sitting up and feared I'd fall off my cot.

So I napped.  Got up, did what needed doing, napped.  

Afternoon came and was a good deal warmer, so I took Aaron to the pool.  He was excited, but Joey just wanted to have quiet time in the tent and chat with his friends.  Joey also had a sore ankle he didn't want to walk on.

It was a terrible struggle getting Aaron down to the pool.  Despite feeling like I've been getting stronger, and magically finding a bicep yesterday, I had to stop and rest three times.

We made it to the pool, he stuck his toes in, and scowled.

"Very cold right now," he announced.  He was right, the water was unusually chilly.

In moments it began to rain, so I started our return trip.  It was, as you'd imagine, even harder a trip.  I managed it by the skin of my teeth.

And then napped again.

I don't know if it was a POTS flare or a long covid flare or plain exhaustion or what, but I'm guessing POTS flare from the painful heartbeats.

But tomorrow is a meeting for Section 8!  Which is great, because there is nothing we can afford out there without it.

It's ridiculous.  And we're lucky!  We have a wonderful community that wants to help.  I am gutted for my friends who are facing the same troubles with fewer resources.

Here's to tomorrow.  May it arrive gently.