A middling day.

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I awoke early, again, this morning. I went with my friend to the laundromat. We both had items which require a front loading washing machine (according to the manufacturers, whatever). So, we decided to go together and play backgammon in between loads. I usually win at the game and today was no exception. We had a fine time, or as fine a time as two people may have in a laundromat. Both of us were a bit tired still, so we did grumble and grump a bit. Maybe that was just me, maybe not.

Afterwards, we planned to have lunch. I received a call indicating that my home health assistant would be arriving to do some cleaning so I had to decline the offer. The assistant failed to arrive, as is becoming typical. My nurse did arrive though, as scheduled, but an hour later. We could have had our lunch. A rain check, it was agreed, for a rainy day. I usually enjoy visiting with my nurse, and today was no exception. She likes to hear my stories, silly as they sometimes are. So, this time I told her of my great public works, that being the moving of two unprepared people. And I discussed my new, perhaps very temporary, doctor.

My blood pressure was in the 140/90 range, my temperature was up to over 98 for the first time since that has been being recorded (for about 2 years, off and on), and I have lost about 3 pounds according to her scale. I cannot recall what my pulse was, but it was reasonable as I recall. Oh, she also offered me three home-grown tomatoes! She planted twelve tomato plants in order to can them this year, but her yield is too low. So, instead of trying to eat what is there, she is giving them away. It was a pleasant gift.

The rest of the day has been merely tinkering and goofing. I have stayed up the day and I should rest well tonight. I have swimming in the morning, trash to take out, a few tasks I would like to tend to regarding minor business and personal affairs, and then I have weight lifting in the afternoon. I need to get to studying again, as well. I am nervous about classes and I really want to excel. I am not as worried about the grade as I am about the understanding. I think the two will likely shadow each other, to some extent, but an A is not enough. I have spoken with enough graduate students to know that merely going through the motions, even at an A level, is not enough for graduate school. A fundamental, and to some degree a theoretical, understanding of much of this material is needed to make it in upper level work. Though I may never make it to graduate school, or even perhaps to an undergraduate degree, my goal remains. Further, I am behind. I am behind students merely here to do undergraduate work. So, yes, work, study, pre-study, and consistency are my only hopes for my goal.

I am extremely tired, if happily so. I am pushing my days back into shape, if I am, as always, nervous about how long and well I can maintain the thing. It was a beautiful, hot, Iowa day. I think tonight will be pleasant, if pleasantly unremembered. Goodnight.