Work productivity is mostly a matter of having mental energy, but productivity around the house involves physical ability, which, you know, I don’t have much of right now. But I took a stab at it yesterday. Laundry is one of the hardest things for me to do because it involves carrying baskets of clothes from one place to another. I’ve been able to fold, sort of, but putting away was a challenge. As a result, laundry, both clean and dirty, piles up longer than I’d like. So sometimes, I couldn’t find what I needed or that pair of pants I really liked wasn’t clean enough to wear.
But now that I can walk around with just one crutch, I can do something about some parts of the laundry. I can put stuff in the wash because we use laundry bags that are relatively easy to drag around. I can put stuff in the dryer. I still have to get someone to bring me the clothes from the dryer, but then I can take it from there. And so I managed to clean up a pile from the bench at the bottom of the bed. Things (earrings, necklaces) that I had put wherever was closest to me while I was in bed finally got put where they go.
It wasn’t much, but it was something. My family has been great, but they are not great at cleaning up. They’ve kept the kitchen pretty much in order, but that’s really it. And I don’t have the heart to ask them to do more when they’re bringing me every meal and cleaning up after it, taking me to school, carrying stuff for me, doing the grocery shopping, and a lot more. The house is liveable. It may not be where *I* want it, but I’ll get it back from chaos eventually.