It's mind-recovery time. It helps that I've eaten. And it was a decent-sized dinner, a "find various stuff and mix it together" dinner. Chicken and pasta were involved. Herbal tea, too. Even poached eggs on bread, which was how dinner started: that gave me the strength to go on. No, that's overstating it, but getting some food made me feel better. I got one aspirin into myself then, too, to be on the safer less potentially "ow"-y side.
If I say more than the facts, I might stop making sense. It's been that kind of day.
In good news, my kitchen sink gets repaired tomorrow morning. And for now, the leak's small enough that a small towel's enough to keep it at bay. Also, I can take it easy now. I hope plenty of you are feeling easy, too.