I’ve now gotten to where bed is the only really uncomfortable place to be. There’s something inherently unfair about this, because I’m quite tired and really need sleep. I’ve tried every possible position of pillows, padding, etc, but, alas, the swelling just needs to go down.

Poured cats and dogs this morning. Which was nice. I love the sound of thunder and rain — especially when I’m not out in it. I’ll take a tent or a roof or a car—but being rained upon, well, not so much.

I think the seasons are headed toward a turn. After a couple or three weeks of 90 degree temps verging on 100F, we’re now in the 80’s with a couple of 70’s. I can deal with this.

There is so much to do—and unfortunately I’m not able to get out and do it. I need to change out the lights and filters on the marine tank, which is in shameful neglect, but no can do. The filter wrench on the reverse osmosis filter once it’s sucked down hard is a two man operation with good leverage…and I’m not up to hauling on that, which requires, yes, bracing and shoving or pulling. But—it’s less swollen today than yesterday, and the swelling is moving with gravity, which is a good thing—it’s getting better, and the likelihood of damage that’ll need medical intervention is less.

Anyway, I’ve had my ‘vacation,’ several days of convention, painkillers, eating too much, and lying abed, and time to get back to work.