Up before the sun and the alarm.

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Sleep, or what passed for sleep, was poor last night. I simply could not cool off. I am pretty sure why that was and that it was my fault. The last of the strawberry shortcake and homemade whipped cream was absolutely worth the heat. Though a little more sleep would have been good. At some point I realized one of two things would happen. I would get up and begin my day or I would wrestle with sleep until it won and have a wretched fight on my hands all day trying to capture enough sleep, pull out of the lethargy of the attempt, and be fighting the clock all day long.

With my fear of losing control and sliding into... blankness again, here I sit. I set the timer on the sprinkler and let Sam out to look for mice, find her favorite grasses to dine on (ugh), and I am about to begin my blog and news cycle patrol. I was up so late though, there is probably nothing new out there. I will do dishes yet this morning, begin making one of the cereals, and try to start the day off as well as I may. Perhaps I will make enough cereal for a lunch, or tomorrow morning too. Then boil a dozen eggs. I also hope to pretty much finish the kitchen up to unpacking the next set of items and polish my shoes.

That is a small group of projects, but it is going to be a long day. I should pick out a movie too, for the heat of the afternoon. Drats, I had meant to clean my guns last night. I have been lax there. I finally found my cleaning kit a few weeks ago, but have not found or made the time to clean some sorely deserving firearms. All of my guns could use at least a major cleaning. Anyway, this afternoon, after a movie, it is to the hills for some more shooting. Actually, a matinee might be the thing. I have heard there is a decent movie out, something about dream stealing.

Up and at it. Now to see if I can do more than just wake up early.

Be swift, be well, be right, and enjoy it!