A strange day.

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My lady friend came over today. She was not hungry though. She wanted two things, sleep and money. I had neither to offer, but I told her I could take a nap for her (not really, but I did think about saying it). She looked pretty miserable. I do have some sympathy for how she feels, if not as much for how she came to feel that way. I suggested long ago that she find alternative methods of dealing with her debt. It was way over her income. Heck it was beyond both of our incomes. I had set a limit, while we were engaged, that we combine our incomes, pay our debts off quickly, then have a single $2,000 limit card each, which could only be used until it was full, then only used once it was paid off or down enough to use. I think, in all honesty, that is why she backed out of the engagement. It turns out that it worked out better for me, so I cannot complain. As I have, more or less, left debt behind (having no more debt than what I can actually cash pay out unless I have an emergency, which I have not experienced in four years, and my automobile debt which is outside that). She has continued and perhaps expanded her debt. You cannot have 3 or 4 times your yearly income in credit card debt, an old vehicle, and be nearing the far edge of middle-age, with a job that is not likely to allow large jumps in income (especially if you are afraid to ask for serious raises), and hope to pay it off. Her pride, and spending habits, are completely off the wall. Liberalism is weird. Still, when she really feels bad about it, I do have some sympathy. I just assume she cannot think straight, or she would be a conservative, out of debt, and married. Doh!

Anyway, she was here till past 13:00. I offered to make chicken in the next day or two, good chicken, but she wanted breast meat, and she wanted it skinless, though she was kind enough to not demand it be boneless if I remember right. First, I was offering to share my food, not make her food. Second, I do not know how to cook chicken breast my way. I do not like white meat. As well, it dries so easily without skin, even the ways I know how to cook it. She suggested oiling it, but first, is that not adding the fat the skin would have provided, and, would it work as well as the skin (which is more natural (or organic), anyway). So, I may still make some hindquarters. She will either have to accept that or do without. I hate this whole “war on fat”, well, actually, the whole war on tasty food. Let them eat tofu!

The visit threw me off. I did repack the clothes inside of trash bags. Though I am not sure I like that much as they will all have to be washed when unpacked, to try and get that stinky plastic smell out. I suppose it is better than ending up with mildewed clothes, or worse, stained clothes. I will take notes for any future move after I end this move, to see what worked and what was a bust. I did little else today. Oh, I did call the bank I had been working with on my previous car. They had called a month ago or so, but had not left a message as to why they were calling, only that they wanted to talk to me. As it turns out, they wanted to offer me a refinancing on my auto. As it is now, they offer about 5% with no transfer cost. I think I have a 3% rate as is, though I will check on that. So, it was not important, probably.

I did go out for dinner today. I had wanted to do some grocery shopping too, but the stores were so full of people I passed on that. I had a crab stuffed shrimp dish as a starter, then a ribeye with a mushroom and lobster topping, baked potato, and blue cheese dressing salad. I usually prefer my meat unadulterated, but I was feeling adventurous. I ordered two large beers as well. I had really thought I would only order one beer then go to tea, but the beer really tasted good. At least I stuck to two, sometimes I do have a third (when I have a driver and should I be in the mood). The large meal and the beer created some decent lethargy. I wanted to go to bed at about 19:00, but I decided to stay up until at least 21:30, maybe as late as 23:30. I find that I sleep better and wake better if I stay up just that little bit longer. Now that I have recovered a bit, I might have to go out and see if the stores are a bit less occupied.

I am a little bummed that I got so little done. I have a little time to pack a few boxes this evening. But not having done but two things, or even with 3 boxes, is disappointing. I may be backsliding, and I do not like it. I know I am becoming exhausted again. If I thought pain would keep me from falling, I would honestly put a needle, or even a nail, right through my hand. I know, though, that it does not work. It just darkens my dreams beyond their normal level of horror. I can hope it is a small slip. I am able to stay up, I bet I can wake up, it is only to see if I can get back on track and begin working again. I am so close to finishing this project… Just a few more days, then I can rest if needed… Just a few more days… Please…