Just that ol' gut instinct

Things are kind of in a lull right now but I have a "feeling" that change is soon to arrive. Not trying to be mysterious, just that ol' gut instinct.

Today I got more cleaning done--ended up with a couple of garbage bags for either donation or trash/recycling. It's weird how difficult it is to part with "stuff" sometimes.
The area I was working on was the mini bar area in the basement. It has cabinets with just enough space atop them to stash stuff--and it looked terrible. So I took it all down and cleaned and organized under/next to and on the good-sized counter around the sink as well as washing down the walls/organizing all the cabinets. I intend to paint it as part of the getting the downstairs ready for youngest son to move into the downstairs BR at the end of next month.

I'm afraid I didn't do as well as expected on the echocardiogram. It was a more advanced-type of test that included the use of an IV and what I would call "dye." Within seconds of injection it quite literally lit up the heart area. But the measurement results state that I'm back in heart failure--so we are going to give it some time and try again. Meanwhile, I'm going to stop taking Co-Enzyme Q-10 and start with taurine (both supplements that don't monkey with my meds.). Also exercise more. And... :sigh: try to drop a few pounds. All in the name of good health. I feel pretty confident that with a few changes I'll nudge those stubborn numbers in the right direction.
Tomorrow I'm driving my eldest son to his court appearance in the next county, south of us. Leaving at :gulp: 8 a.m.
Tomorrow too his gf "L" arrives and I may be taking him to the city to see her. We are not sure yet as the whole transport of a bed-ridden person three weeks out of brain surgery is kind of dicey. Her dad will keep us posted.
I'd best be on my way.
Have a good evening and a very pleasant tomorrow!