Perhaps today.

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I have been waking early. No later than 8:00 generally and usually earlier. I have not been very active, nor have I been able to be active. It is a new week and I never do lose hope.

I have been sorting my blog this morning. Some blogs were not really active. I reluctantly let them go, finally. I also moved my Mute Monday people into one group for the ease of commenting and checking other people's, and proprietor's, responses. I do not think I have them all yet. It is a start.

Today would be a good day to at least straighten out the storage unit though I want to take the last load of weights when I do this. I then need to straighten out the back row of seats, or the material that has collected there I should say, in order to lay that row down for some of the bigger items and in preparation to have the interior cleaned. I like to have my vehicles professionally cleaned in late fall and early spring. It helps maintain the value of the vehicle (and it simply feels good, think dog gets tic bath). Laundry is still waiting to be done. Today IS probably the day for that too. If it is busy I will simply have to get in and do it anyway.

I think after I finish writing this, I will bring it into the house and treat some of my shirts. Jean offered a perfectly odd sounding piece of advice (which sort of made sense even if making sense has nothing to do with the appearance of oddness sometimes). She recommended I use peroxide on shirts with stains. Well, guess what? It works. Most of my stains are spatters from meat. Though it was all cooked, it was cooked the way I like it. Which means it was quite bloody. And, this treatment works on blood. Even the fats, however, are protein based or something? Anyway, even without rewashing the stained shirts (which I will do before wearing again anyway), the spots seem to have come out, big time. Thanks Jean! I owe you a clean shirt or three, remember that.

Money has become very tight for reasons I am not quite sure. I will figure it out sooner or later. Perhaps I spent too much and just was not tracking (though I really thought I was), or some future expenses came out early (usually companies do not charge until they ship, but I think Cabela's did charge me at the same time they extended the backorder status on a bunch of primers which completed the list of re-backordered items, according to an email). There were several other oddities as well. But that means I cannot afford to find a Best Buy and take my notebook in to have it fixed, among other things. I did fill up the gas tank, and I have a few nickels floating around here and there for an occassional meal when I am not into cooking, but the first of the month is looking seriously sexy right now. Woot! Will you take a look at that 1st and 3rd! *blush*

I realized yesterday that for the last 3 or 4 days I had not been checking the temperature here in the cave. I had to think about that. Why had I not been fussing with knowing and maintaining a proper temp considering how sensitive my body is to heat for the most part? Ah, the answer was simple. I simply could not sense heat, or cold, or... anything. Something is very wrong. I just do not know what it is. It happens in a snap and my mind simply does not realize my body has become separate. Even knowing something about this from the past, here in Utah I am able to see it much more clearly (and quickly, so perhaps recover quickly). I am amazed at the speed and depth with which this detachment occurs. I probably had not been eating or drinking much either, once it occurred, which does not help. Some connection to flesh just turns off. *click*

Well, like I said, it is a new week. I have figured out that a fuse had blown and am working on it. I also have until Saturday, or Sunday really, to be out while I can begin moving in Thursday. This time I think I can move without any help. If it is a small thing, it is a good small thing. I think I will watch my spending a bit more carefully this month though too. Whew, I hate being so close to broke that I start counting any dollar bills I might have stashed or have in my pocket(s) and wallet, and even leering at my spare change pile.

Have a great day!