The best 4 hours of sleep I have had in a while.

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Who knew so little could do so much. Though too, my fever had abated today, making my tasks easier. Weak as a babe, really, I went and got a few things done. My strength is not an issue. I can still, and easily, move a couple hundred pounds without more than a little thought as to how best to manage the weight mechanically. The problem is endurance. The illness caused by medicine and then going off of medicine has drained me. It is vexing, but too it is a temporary thing. I am sure I will eventually be finished with that.

But the little I did do today was enough that I slept like a baby for about 4 hours! It was such a nice gift. As I have not been able to control my sleep, I have not slept well either. There is nothing like a good sleep. And more, in an hour or two, I am pretty sure I will be able to sleep again. I will not worry about rising really early, though it would be good to get going around 13:00. I need to find a place which will inspect my vehicle, a requirement for tags here. I am quite surprised they need that on a brand new vehicle though. Still, bureaucracy only does what it is told, it does not know how to discern. And, that is the way of it. With that in hand, a phone number, and the address in case they need it, I might be able to get my tags tomorrow. I will definitely be able to get my driver's license tomorrow though. And, whatever else I am able to complete, on my part, I will be able to do some target practice. It will still be a push, but I am more than ready to force myself on, if that is what is needed. The cave has become rather small.

While I am out I may see if I can find clays and purchase a couple boxes (or more). There is a man who lives here, other than my neighbor, who would like to do that. He is partially deaf and mute so it can be a struggle to understand him, but he seems like a decent younger man. He has wild hair and a beard, so I had at first thought he might be a hippie! Nope, he is simply a bit of a wild man hunter type. I think he is in grad school, though I cannot be sure. I think he might be decent company. Not only to shoot clays, but perhaps to take hikes with and camp with, in scouting elk and deer (and other game, he is grouse hunting currently for example).

It is very good to have the soda siphons back in action. I almost hate water now, though I still try to drink it. Having an occasional option is fantastic. Straight juice is too much, I had already been cutting it with water. Now I can cut it much more, down to a mere flavoring, and it really is delicious and dietetically lacking in guilt. I have not been checking my diabetes lately, I have been too out of myself to know when to do it rightly, and with my sleep being weird, I am never asleep long enough so that I have a sufficient fasting period with which to work. If I sleep well tonight, I will give it a shot tomorrow. I did think to splurge a bit today, and bought a soda, a regular one. I simply cannot drink the stuff now. It tasted like sweet motor oil. Still, it made a great target for my neighbors handguns, still being mostly full and fizzy!

I know most bloggers are topic bloggers. They like to write about one thing, and keep their topics (generally) separated like I used to keep my food separated on my plate. Green beans here, chicken there, mashed potatoes right 'chere with the gravy and butter in the middle and not to leak! I simply do not blog that way, or eat that way anymore. There is a chance I will eat that way, for old times sake or something, but most often, I mix and match. So it is with my posts. My ideas run with my life and what else is happening within that. I could go topical but it simply does not sound fun. Plus, this keeps all but those who have some interest away. I get few of the whacks here. They cannot really find something to push or pull, when I have already covered their chief arguments and put them to shame, at least in my view and probably in theirs if they were honest. I simply have those who are, for the most part, friendly for their own reasons visit.

I keep seeing Google ask if I want to monetize my blog. Now I get why people try to raise their blogs performance. I wonder how much that really pays? It could not be all that much, especially with the downfall of commercialism and advertising more specifically. Still, I suppose, for most a dollar is a dollar. Now, if I could say who could advertise here, I still would not do it. Ha! If they want to send me a free product to try, in the areas of my interest (say, an automatic shotgun I have my eye on, or a hunting rifle or three, or a pistol or two), I would write an honest assessment, if they want a top assessment, the gun would have to become mine (if I liked it). *laughs*

Well, time to read and then turn in. The fever is back, if much more tempered. My chest feels a bit better, I only have minor aches, and the other complaints are gone. I am hoping for a good reading period and then a nice soft landing.

Parachutes away, folks. Or, I hope the roll out was good for you. Blessings and good will and... coffee! for you just waking up.