A Rhythm

My days have developed a rhythm to them. Most days, I wake up (no alarm), lie in bed a little bit until I get my bearings, then get up. I get everything done I need to, then rest for a while. Yes, I have to rest after getting breakfast done, it's pretty sad.
I always try to figure out something different to do in a day to make it special or different - to pass the time in different ways.
Today, I plan on sitting/lying in a patch of sunshine in my bedroom to write thank you notes.
I start my day with a to-do list, so I can not stress about it and so that I can plan my productive spurts. Some days, when I'm feeling really low on energy, I put "eat lunch" and/or "eat dinner" on the list, just so I feel like I've done something.
For the past couple weeks, I make at least one phone call to a doctor's office or insurance company, trying to get all the logistics for my Mayo Clinic visit in place. I think I'm almost there.
I'm reading more these days, when my head isn't pounding too much, plus watching lots of things on Netflix Instant Watching. If you have a suggestion of a book/tv show/movie that takes practically no mental energy and is happy/uplifting/funny (not in a crude way), please suggest it! I need things to pass the time.
Malcolm keeps me surprisingly entertained and comforted. He's developed a few new tricks to amuse me, and being able to care for something else, even in such a small way, is comforting. I'm not used to having to ask so much of other people and not be able to give back.