Woke for a bit.

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I just wanted a fatted coffee and to brush my teeth.  I was hoping to get down, done, and back before Mom woke.  She always wants to talk.  I don't.  I didn't make it.  But I did avoid talking.

As I was returning, she asked me to stay up, to speak with her.  I just told her no.  She should be able to find people to speak with where she is going.  They won't like each other, often, but that... is for cause.  Nor trust each other.  But that is why they are there, often.  A few naive, unlucky, but most are there for cause.

Up, out, and back.

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On the better side, the furniture store I had thought closed is still functioning.  It is one street over.  Though, the empty storefront is pretty much exactly where the real one is, just a street off.  Mom accidentally found it, in the phone book.  What fortuity.

She was going for the least expensive one.  Which is fine.  But I had her try three others.  I figured which one she was going to get, but assured here there was... flexibility in the price.  Up to a point.  But, no.  I could tell by color, price, and general fit, which one she would take.  So, I bought it and set up the delivery to her apartment.

Up and out yesterday.

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Mother had to get her nails done.  I had a few things to do in the meanwhile.  Had hoped to look for a lift chair for her.  But the place we looked last time was closed.  It was a family store, so extra sorry to see that.  They had a lot of stock.

We found one she liked, the last time we were there.  And a recliner that suited my height, and double or more my weight, which I was seriously jonesing.  She was going to call around, to see if she could find a store or two still open more locally.

Very good sleep.

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Down since earlier in the morning.  I didn't have a second fatted coffee.  Or even more water.  Food and the first fatted coffee had quite stuffed me.  Which I rarely enjoy these days.  Though, having been underfed, even unfed, for days at a time, off and on for weeks, a stuffed sensation was... this rare time... welcomed.  Further, that sensation didn't last as long as it typically does, if it was more miserable than usual while it lasted.

Water would be good, now.  So I will have a can.  Loving having water up here.  With it being room temperature, as well, I am far less likely to splurge in overconsumption of even that.  A can every, say, four to eight hours?  Everything, in my life, works better on a balanced frequency, slightly lower volume.  I do my best.

Toast and a fatted coffee.

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Nothing fancy.  Not needed.  Not even wanted.  Just... an attempt at tending flesh, even lightly.  Not being kind to myself, being kind to the animal vehicle hauling me around.  I would do more, but that is what I can do.

Keto bread, not the chemical sort but of sprouted grains.  Does it work?  For blood sugar and taste, yes.  Keto strawberry jam.  It too works.  To be honest, a hunger remains.  I may heat fried burger up, for a taco, perhaps add rice, beans, and cheese to craft a burrito.  Yes.

The owl is back!

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Not sure which type.  Only I know it is the same one, or type, that has been here since I first moved in.  I am beginning to suspect it has a larger range, probably seasonally based to some degree.  As it's food moves, or the temperatures get too high, it moves.  Later to return back to here, or generally nearby.  Probably due to the extended warmth, allowing it's prey to remain at higher elevations, or for it to remain comfortable up there?  A cooler place for mice and bird.

I love the sound.  At first, I had to decide whether to consider the noise as racket or a welcome thing, more so since, as tonight, it woke me from sleep.  I decidedly concluded it as a welcome thing.  Now I look forward to the return of the sound and the bird.  An old friend, or one of it's young?

Sleep is so strange.

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Only Tuesday?  I was sure it was Friday, perhaps already Saturday.  Awake short periods, from time to time.  And longer spans other times.  Yet sleeping most of the time?  So I thought.  But the perception of time makes absolutely no sense.  Toss in dreams, and the perceived length of time asleep?

I do have the perception of time while sleeping.  I consider it as akin to how cats seem to sleep.  Mostly, partly, awake.  Most of the time I sleep.  Oh, there are moments when I am totally out.  Hours at a time.  Deeper sleep.  Though it feels more like I am sleeping with one eye open more of the time.

Up for just a bit.

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The need for a bathroom run.  I ate earlier this morning.  It has been a while since I had to go, several days.  Rice, with butter and soy, a fatted coffee, grapes, and keto toast.  Hard to imagine, after decades of being a cross between a gourmet and gourmand, to now consider a small humble by portion and ingredient meal likened more to a feast.  But so it goes.

Though?  There is some pride in the humility.  Not... a personal pride, even then.  A pride in my teacher, for having such rough stone to work with and yet to find some honest measure of success.  Some pride in being the work, too.  if granting the dues to the Creator and Artisans.

A longer sleep.

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Asked if I wanted a hamburger, the answer was no.  I still need and want sleep more than food.  I have water up here, for now.  I have a few days left?  I may go down later and grab several twelve packs, for a longer sleep.  Well, and clear the pee jugs.

I only have three of those, as mother seems to have lost the cap to one.  Without a bathroom up here, it's my only option.  They work well enough.  When she moves, I will take over her room, so will have a bathroom.  Though I will use those, sometimes, even so.  Because sometimes, getting up just isn't possible.

Drats.

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I didn't get the trash out last night.  I... thought it was still Saturday, maybe Sunday.  But, more, even if I knew, I couldn't have gotten to it.  Stuck, in bed.  That must mean I have been sleeping for three days now?  I wasn't up last night, or the night before?  Or so I believe.

Mom called.  I answered.  But there is nothing I can do about it currently.  I have been awake for shorter and longer periods through the days.  Just not able to actually be up and out of bed.  I have water up here, so that is that.