"Yay, I'm vacuuming!"
Vacuuming is a task that I avoid most days, because it is so taxing on my entire body. Fibromyalgia leaves me weak, fatigued, and in pain all the time.
I expect a bit of a flare up after today's exertions, but I'm very, very pleased to be in a cleaner living space. This is one of those things that I deem to be worth a flare. It makes me feel a little better to know that I was able to perform this task - to overcome this challenge - and enjoy the results.
With my husband and I both dealing with chronic conditions (he has Crohn's Disease), we have been reduced to living in what we call "squalette" (not quite squalor, but reminiscent of it) for many months. In fact, the vacuum cleaner has been upstairs and waiting for use for several weeks now. It's been a nagging reminder of a chore that must eventually get done. I'd resolved to be the one to do the vacuuming this time.
Finally, today, I had my chance at noon. I'd just gotten past my morning stiffness and pains, so I took action (before I'd change my mind). Now I'm enjoying the cleanliness (while it lasts) and the calm before the storm (flare).
Do you have a little victory you'd like to share?