Day 32 -- Tired of being tired

Somewhere in about 07, Margaret and I decided that -- at our age -- we would just schedule one event per day.  That really worked well (as a general rule), even when we decided to load up a day.  We just had to be sure we didn't schedule much the next day so we could rest up.  I have been trying to keep that general rule for myself in finding out what this new life is like.  The real problem is that I am getting tired of being in the house, waiting for something to happen.  And because that often involves naps, I don't sleep that well at night, yet. 
Used to be, Margaret and I would settle into our LazyBoys after supper, and spend the evening together watching TV.  We had our programs on each night of the week, and "tivoed" to ensure we had one of our programs to watch when the pickin's were slim.  Now, I turn on the TV for news, catch the headlines, and quickly lose interest.  Again, sometimes that leads to another nap --  usually short but very deep.  AND surprise, surprise, I don't sleep that well at night after that.
Getting adjusted to taking care of myself and realizing that everything is going to stay exactly as it is until my make it different, means I have to remind myself that it is now "pay me now or pay me later" time.  If I get something dirty and put it in the dirty clothes hamper, that hamper only get emptied and the clothes washed if I do it.  I am having to learn to give up the rule that Margaret and I followed -- "whoever it bothered the most, took care of it".  I must admit, that for both of us that sometimes became a game just to see how much "bother" it took on some things.  The game wasn't that interesting, and our level of "bother" became so predictable that we both just took care of various chores as the rose on the priority list.  There is still that part of me that wants to play the "bother" game, but like watching TV, it is really no fun with only one player.
So I come to the end of this day being tired of being tired.  Tired of the TV, tired of having to remind myself to do the chores, tired of staying the in house, tired of keeping myself alone.  Yes, I hear the solution.  I guess I just want to have a pity party instead of just getting up and doing something about being tired.
Outside the pity party venue, there are a lot of people who are getting a lot more active inviting (could that really be insisting) me to come out and play.  I suspect that "unlock the front door" request is queuing out out there, again.  See, I really am a lucky guy -- or in current vernacular -- I'm really blessed.