In spite of getting up at 11am, needing to lie back down for some time after showering, eating, feeding the cat, etc., I eventually got enough energy to cook some things that I needed to before they went off. Bacon, because I am going to make bacon apple cheese patties (she said confidently), and then I used the same iron skillet (you cannot go wrong cooking in an iron skillet) to cook a pkg of ground Jones Sausage for the soup. Thought I would have to frig it for tomorrow, because major pain and exhaustion. But I just needed to throw in some chopped onions, which were in the freezer thank you Marie, and then I just needed to chunk some fresh mushers and let it cook a bit. Good. Several short sit-downs during that and now a longer sit down while they cooked a bit. Might as well add the can of pumpkin. Okay, may as well throw in the quart of chicken broth. More sitting while it simmered. Let it cool, put it in a bowl for the frig. Barely fit in the biggest clean bowl I have.. Whew. Someone needs to unload the dishwasher so I can load all the dishes that are piling up because I am cooking. I can load it, but unloading takes more wherewithal than I usually have available. I an cook, but I can’t normally clean up on the same day, anyway. Decided to try soup. You’re supposed to add heavy cream and sour cream, but I just scooped out a bowl and added a bit of each to it. OMG. This is the best soup ever. I forget where I found the recipe, but it’s 12 oz Jones sausage, 1 chp onion, 1 minced garlic clove (I was in too much pain to mince a garlic clove. This is my life, people) 1 pkg button mushers, I just kind of chunked them up. Cook a bit. Add a can of pumpkin and a quart of chicken broth. Simmer on low 30 min. If serving it now to several people, add 1/2 cup heavy cream and 1/2 cup of sour cream after it’s off the heat. It is SO good. I am very pleased with myself for not just giving in to the pain and exhaustion and actually getting something done. I also today found my Command Strips that I’ve been looking for, and my grated cheese, which had somehow got shoved to the back of the freezer. So it was a good, if painful and exhausted day. Yay, me.