The minimum for today is "get the garbage to the curb". This didn't use to be my chore. Husband use to do all garbage related stuff. But husband has cerebral palsy. And the entropy of time comes for us all. So he can take the garbage to the curb...but he couldn't get back without a cane or walker. So I take it out.

Sinuses bad. Fever annoying. I'm making pasta for lunch with rehydrated mushrooms in the sauce.