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You know it is. I may be spending money on some things that bring doubt to my mission, and that is fine. I will choose some things which are not survival based. I will probably be buying some type of air conditioning and fans soon too. That changes nothing regarding my plans to become more sustainable or stocked.
I must admit to being a bit tripped up. There are so many things to do, so many products to buy, so many skills to gain, and an unknown timeframe within which to work. Money, as always, is tight. Stretching it in the wrong way may be luxurious foolishness. Or it may simply be seen as enabling other work to go forward in a carrot and stick manner. Back to the topic. I was stumbling through what to do. Many of the things I thought I had investigated well, it turns out, I had only scratched the surface regarding. Long term storage items, I now find, can be bought in bulk (25 or 30 pounds depending) which can then be parsed into either 5 gallon buckets or #10 cans, both can be sealed with moisture control devices. I have no idea how much to buy of any one, how much of one compared to the other, or how to solve that mathematical problem logically. As well, finding several of the items on the short term food storage list is proving very problematic. Some things simply are not available. Neither of those problems is insurmountable, it is just with 10,000 other things going on right now getting to them is proving... difficult.
In my reading of SurvivalBlog, I find many articles which either reinforce my notions or teach. This article gives me a very good idea of how to go forward in a more logical manner. Part of the confusion goes beyond what and how much, but where to start. This systemic thematic process discussed and practiced by the author is a hugely helpful article. I would say, in the most recent offerings, it is one of the finest pieces for my particular situation. I put it here both to show and hopefully remember.
At this point, there is not a lot I can do. My mother will be here and though she might like some of the notions, she is not here for that and probably not a great fan of the reason for the notion. As an older single woman these subjects are very frightening to her. Oh, sure, she is a big girl. But she has learned, over time, that everybody is limited and women much more so than men. So, though I will give her a rough outlay of what I would really like to do, show her some of the things I have done, and let her know she has a place so long as a total collapse can be foreseen enough to travel that far, I will not go too much further. Our work is simply about setting up the house in such a way that she will feel satisfied that her son can sort of muddle his way through a normative life a bit easier and with some comforts provided by a woman's mind and hands.
Then again, some things will be of benefit to us both. A clothes line will most likely go up. Air conditioning will probably go in, along with a few more fans. Food and devices, both survival and other, will be better stored in order to take stock and lay hands upon as needs require. Some of that which is dual use will be intentional, some of it not so much so. But for the next month, due to money being put into my home in these ways, and maybe a month after until I can regain control of my finances, I simply will be more cautious about spending too much in any way. One thing I am strongly considering, when she arrives, is becoming a member of Sam's Club. As a frugal to the bone woman, this will satisfy some of her worries and potentially some of my short term supplies. A case of tuna, a case of this, a case of that, things I will use and store.
After that, I will begin making better plans. Though I had really hoped to begin with rabbits this summer or fall, the thematic system seems to argue against that. Still, all plans are somewhat individualized, so I may go ahead with that. However, home security weighs strongly on my mind. This home, in no way, at this time, is secure. Dogs would have no problem gaining entrance, people might actually be entering as is. Then again, I have thought that before. Forgetful? Perhaps. But how I got out of a locked door, since I only lock the deadbolt when I leave and not the handle, I am still unsure. Never mind, just that I would like to secure this place a good deal better than it is currently. Short term and long term, including finding plants which would make entering ground level windows more than a bit problematic... the problem there? nothing seems to grow on the north side of the house, and of course the generic problem of finding a plant or plants which fit the clime. As well, I will be tracking down and pricing local medical training opportunities. Some may be free? I would like both the skills and practice involved, so some volunteer work may be in order. Getting past my... dread of medical... We will see. I have gotten over my dread of heat, so who knows.
So, just because I am currently adrift on the survival ocean, without seeming heading or bearing, while I am spending crazy money on non-involved issues, while my head is shoved into a workaholic pace on other things, I am very much alive and well in planning and assessing things... at least academically. That is no help in keeping unwanted critters out of my home nor will it feed me if the food system fails, but it is what I have. Further, I have been folding pieces of these plans into my other affairs... a bit at a time, like always.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Well, close.
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It only took 8 hours, give or take, to get something arranged. In spite of my efforts, the tv itself will not arrive until Tuesday. I suppose my mother can have one night of no television. The rest of the components are here, now. I just arrived home from my travels, ate a bit, and will rest for a short bit. I do hope to have the stand and home entertainment system together by bedtime. What a day.
I called my friend before I drove to town. He thought running around sounded fun. We had lunch at a sandwich shop. Oddly, they charge more for less meat. They do add provolone cheese. It is odd though, more meat for less? Then a trip to Wal-Mart to look at the television and such, a credit card issue, a drive home to check on that online and by phone, further complications. Then some decision making, a trip back into town to Sears to buy a television. I washed the Xterra, filled the gas tank, dropped my friend off, went to Wal-Mart for components, and finally home again.
I am not sure how much I will get done in the kitchen or anything else, but I am still going. Having not been able to sleep seems to be no problem whatsoever. Weird, but I will take it. I still have this evening and a home bound day tomorrow to do some odds and ends. Let me think this through... Laundry needs doing, probably 2 to 3 loads, light loads from the looks of things. I should sort bedding first, and throw that in. I am not sure how much that will add to the laundry? Cleaning pieces and parts of kitchen gear and placing it on the table, which needs to be well washed and dried first, just from general use though so no real work. And of course, putting the rest of the television subsystems together.
The only thing, I think, that I have not done is to get that final bill sent in the mail. I need to do that very soon. I can always walk it down to the post office even yet this weekend. It will not go out until Monday, but that should be fine.
You know, I really am doing better. Over lack of sleep, a slump day, and no cessation to the complications, I have stuck with things. Last hour hauling, multi-store shopping, heat, and whatever else have not stopped my progress. No, it is not good. A real champ would have had this in hand and done weeks ago. Well, with the wound? Maybe it is okay. Still, I think I have been... lazy too. I do not know for sure anymore. I am pleased though, with this last round of efforts and their fruit, even if it could or should have been done earlier. It is okay.
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It only took 8 hours, give or take, to get something arranged. In spite of my efforts, the tv itself will not arrive until Tuesday. I suppose my mother can have one night of no television. The rest of the components are here, now. I just arrived home from my travels, ate a bit, and will rest for a short bit. I do hope to have the stand and home entertainment system together by bedtime. What a day.
I called my friend before I drove to town. He thought running around sounded fun. We had lunch at a sandwich shop. Oddly, they charge more for less meat. They do add provolone cheese. It is odd though, more meat for less? Then a trip to Wal-Mart to look at the television and such, a credit card issue, a drive home to check on that online and by phone, further complications. Then some decision making, a trip back into town to Sears to buy a television. I washed the Xterra, filled the gas tank, dropped my friend off, went to Wal-Mart for components, and finally home again.
I am not sure how much I will get done in the kitchen or anything else, but I am still going. Having not been able to sleep seems to be no problem whatsoever. Weird, but I will take it. I still have this evening and a home bound day tomorrow to do some odds and ends. Let me think this through... Laundry needs doing, probably 2 to 3 loads, light loads from the looks of things. I should sort bedding first, and throw that in. I am not sure how much that will add to the laundry? Cleaning pieces and parts of kitchen gear and placing it on the table, which needs to be well washed and dried first, just from general use though so no real work. And of course, putting the rest of the television subsystems together.
The only thing, I think, that I have not done is to get that final bill sent in the mail. I need to do that very soon. I can always walk it down to the post office even yet this weekend. It will not go out until Monday, but that should be fine.
You know, I really am doing better. Over lack of sleep, a slump day, and no cessation to the complications, I have stuck with things. Last hour hauling, multi-store shopping, heat, and whatever else have not stopped my progress. No, it is not good. A real champ would have had this in hand and done weeks ago. Well, with the wound? Maybe it is okay. Still, I think I have been... lazy too. I do not know for sure anymore. I am pleased though, with this last round of efforts and their fruit, even if it could or should have been done earlier. It is okay.
Not much sleep.
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Just a bit of sleep this morning. I tried to sleep a bit between 3:00 and 9:00, but it was not going to happen. I think I dozed for a few minutes, off and on, and very lightly, between 9:00 and 11:00 or so, getting an advance call around 11:00 that the bed was arriving. It is weird how much work I did to prep for such a short little job to be done. They were in, had it set up, and out in 10 minutes maximum from the time they rolled up to the doorway. It is a beautiful thing though. The bed is like a crown jewel on a crafted band, in a way.
I am trying to find the credit card that will work. I have, if I can find that, decided I will go with the Vizio Wal-Mart sells, and instore, for the moment. If I really do not like it, I will take it back and try the 240 hz refresh rated television (which has to be ordered) or even some other brand. The rest of the stuff I can get right now, at the store. If I can fit it in the vehicle and handle the television in the box solo, I can set the thing up myself. I finally took several hours each day over the last three days trying to interpret television lingo. What I got was that many features are simply fiction. The difference between 60, 120, 240, and even 600 Hz refresh rates, to most people, is... nil. Even experts are hard pressed and may only roughly 'sense' a difference. I get all these great tips on buyer traps and seller tricks and... they turn around and fall for every single one them in their suggested top picks. Oh, no, that is too funny right there.
To sum up several such sites' advice... "No, don't buy for this, or this, or this, ignore prices, just get this, this, and this. Now, when you actually want to buy, don't bother with anything but the $best, start with this $2,500 model with all these wonderful features. Though if you really want that cheap set we just told you would be wise to buy, go ahead. But it isn't as much an $Apple in our kickback eye."
I have worked on much more complex systems, in very tight areas, and have since set others up. I do not always like the work. It certainly is not fun to have a single little wire mock you into near tears of fury, it is hot, it is thankless (everyone KNEW you could do it... how hard could it be? is it done yet?). I do not care, but it is fun to point out the dubious nature of the gratitude for men's talents. They only miss that when it is gone (and they have to pay to get it done). Ha, I have two hands (unlike Gore?), can handle the stench of dishes for... well, a good while actually, and have zero fear of dust or even the larger deadlier dust bunnies. So there.
Well, I am showered, dressed, ugly, and happy. I will start looking for the other other credit card and go to town if I can find it... in more ways then one. Today seems to be good, in spite of no sleep, so I am going to roll with it. If I can, I will clear out more empty boxes as that pile keeps building often simply from consolidation, unpack, wash, dry, and sort of collect more kitchen stuff, do some laundry, and sort bedding. I think I might get much of that done today. Oh, if I do find the card and get into town, I will get that last bill in the mail. How is that for a zinger? Oh, not enough? If, again, if, I make it into town, I will see if my friend wishes to go for something to eat. No shooting, no cruising, though perhaps to Wal-Mart if he wants to go, and a meal. We will see.
Later.
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Just a bit of sleep this morning. I tried to sleep a bit between 3:00 and 9:00, but it was not going to happen. I think I dozed for a few minutes, off and on, and very lightly, between 9:00 and 11:00 or so, getting an advance call around 11:00 that the bed was arriving. It is weird how much work I did to prep for such a short little job to be done. They were in, had it set up, and out in 10 minutes maximum from the time they rolled up to the doorway. It is a beautiful thing though. The bed is like a crown jewel on a crafted band, in a way.
I am trying to find the credit card that will work. I have, if I can find that, decided I will go with the Vizio Wal-Mart sells, and instore, for the moment. If I really do not like it, I will take it back and try the 240 hz refresh rated television (which has to be ordered) or even some other brand. The rest of the stuff I can get right now, at the store. If I can fit it in the vehicle and handle the television in the box solo, I can set the thing up myself. I finally took several hours each day over the last three days trying to interpret television lingo. What I got was that many features are simply fiction. The difference between 60, 120, 240, and even 600 Hz refresh rates, to most people, is... nil. Even experts are hard pressed and may only roughly 'sense' a difference. I get all these great tips on buyer traps and seller tricks and... they turn around and fall for every single one them in their suggested top picks. Oh, no, that is too funny right there.
To sum up several such sites' advice... "No, don't buy for this, or this, or this, ignore prices, just get this, this, and this. Now, when you actually want to buy, don't bother with anything but the $best, start with this $2,500 model with all these wonderful features. Though if you really want that cheap set we just told you would be wise to buy, go ahead. But it isn't as much an $Apple in our kickback eye."
I have worked on much more complex systems, in very tight areas, and have since set others up. I do not always like the work. It certainly is not fun to have a single little wire mock you into near tears of fury, it is hot, it is thankless (everyone KNEW you could do it... how hard could it be? is it done yet?). I do not care, but it is fun to point out the dubious nature of the gratitude for men's talents. They only miss that when it is gone (and they have to pay to get it done). Ha, I have two hands (unlike Gore?), can handle the stench of dishes for... well, a good while actually, and have zero fear of dust or even the larger deadlier dust bunnies. So there.
Well, I am showered, dressed, ugly, and happy. I will start looking for the other other credit card and go to town if I can find it... in more ways then one. Today seems to be good, in spite of no sleep, so I am going to roll with it. If I can, I will clear out more empty boxes as that pile keeps building often simply from consolidation, unpack, wash, dry, and sort of collect more kitchen stuff, do some laundry, and sort bedding. I think I might get much of that done today. Oh, if I do find the card and get into town, I will get that last bill in the mail. How is that for a zinger? Oh, not enough? If, again, if, I make it into town, I will see if my friend wishes to go for something to eat. No shooting, no cruising, though perhaps to Wal-Mart if he wants to go, and a meal. We will see.
Later.
No sleep.
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I suppose I will be very tired when they get here. Actually, I am very tired now. I simply cannot get the engine to kick down to idle. With just enough of a headache to add to my inability to sleep, which I have medicated, and the lack of sleep itself, my mind has been wandering.
I keep seeing where alphas are supposed to be sexual experts. I have to admit, I am not a master of the bedroom. Further, after 5 or 6 years, I am not sure I would be able to find the entrance! Well, maybe not quite that bad. However, sex for me has been a simply pleasurable event. Back before anything too serious along religious lines became a consideration, sex was like eating in that I did not eat the same thing all the time, I did not eat even the same things necessarily the same way every time, and I certainly never became an expert if I can chew steak with the rest of them. I enjoyed sex much the way I enjoy eating, some of each event being better than others, and yet even a little snack can set me up well in a pinch or not.
It bothers me a bit that people worry so much about how good they are. To be honest, when I have tried the smooth operator mode, it has always been a chilling thing. Oh, sure, the process would go forward. But if you have half a brain, you learn the queues, the right ones. Now, perhaps too, being a smooth operator just is not my thing and not the thing women I have dealt with were into me for or into themselves. Cool, and yet a bit odd. Still, if I have not always chosen the right type of women to marry, I have usually chosen women who I liked to be with. Real women, natural women, women who became comfortable in their skin with me. Well, the ones who I was with long enough to remember. Or, I should like to remember it that way which is probably in the majority true.
I guess I doubt the sexual expertise of guys and dolls who play that game at least as much as I have concerns, now, about my own situations. To be sure, sexuality is often a play thing, as much acting and rehearsed lines or impromptu but defined works as anything. Flash in the pan one liners and near assaults on a woman's defenses only works, if at all, in the beginning. If you are out to bed and then shed a stable of lassies, it would be the way. I was always looking for a girlfriend, so my approach was different (despite, as is obvious, the poor results (in one sense) that I achieved as a current bachelor, and unattached at that). What I am saying is I do not believe in Johnny "has it in the pants" Getemall or his so-called technique except while playing with barbydolls, and all doing it more for appearances and flash than even the sex itself. Enough about that, for now.
The next thing that has been on my mind is computer security. While I think this machine I am on has been hopelessly compromised (and I think I know who did it, or at least caused the majority of the problems), I do what I can to limit that and to prevent others from adding to the problem or, as they easily might, making the problem(s) much worse. Of course, there are commercial security suites. Which, I suppose, do help. But they are easy pray to such a large group of people who want to hack, steal, eavesdrop, or just hassle. Just assume anything you write or store on your machine is compromised if it is connected to the internet in any way, even for short periods of time. If you do work that is actually worth security measures, simply do not use a computer which accesses the internet upon which to store it unless you have an IT manager who knows his stuff. What percentage of bugs can be found, so blocked or eliminated from a computer by a commercial security suite (and buying does seem to be better)? I have heard it is in the range of 60 to 65 percent. That is a lot of misses, not including the new stuff coming out every day.
There are other things you can do. I stay away from IE, for one thing. I use FireFox. I may even try to hook up their email program, I am not using one currently. Anything that has a very large percentage of users is at risk, then adding Microsoft's refusal to deal nicely, fairly, or openly with 3rd party vendors, and some say their paying customers, and you get what we get every day. On top of FireFox, I use a small group of add-ons. No-Script allows me to choose what, on any particular site I visit, I wish to allow. I literally do not allow advertisement of almost any sort. This may frustrate some who use the internet as an income vehicle, but I am simply tired of that... and the risks that come with it. I also use Adblock Plus as a backup and BetterPrivacy to bolster the others. I would guess all browsers have these type of add-on apps. They are easy to install and mine work very well. Just make sure you go through the browser's own area for these, making sure you are on a legitimate download site, and then look over the add-ons carefully. Choose add-ons that are being maintained, have a pedigree greater than others, but those which seem to have many downloads and good reports. Avoid add-ons, in my opinion, that look too complicated for you to use but you will have to learn a lot no matter what so choose wisely here (do you have an half hour a day to tinker or bits of time while otherwise surfing?), avoid apps that promise the sky and the moon too on odd Thursdays (they will not deliver), or that are new and fad like (they probably are).
I do what I can, but I know my machine is compromised. Perhaps the steps I have taken make it impossible, or even more complicated or painful for the abusers, or maybe nothing but complicate new hackers. I do not know. Not for certain. But I am doing what I can since, like immigration and a host of other things, the government will do nothing. And you wonder why I am a 'gun clinger'? Oh, and for that matter, why I stick with the bible too. What is the choice, the tax code or the bible? Badabing... That is all I am saying. Badabing...
.
I suppose I will be very tired when they get here. Actually, I am very tired now. I simply cannot get the engine to kick down to idle. With just enough of a headache to add to my inability to sleep, which I have medicated, and the lack of sleep itself, my mind has been wandering.
I keep seeing where alphas are supposed to be sexual experts. I have to admit, I am not a master of the bedroom. Further, after 5 or 6 years, I am not sure I would be able to find the entrance! Well, maybe not quite that bad. However, sex for me has been a simply pleasurable event. Back before anything too serious along religious lines became a consideration, sex was like eating in that I did not eat the same thing all the time, I did not eat even the same things necessarily the same way every time, and I certainly never became an expert if I can chew steak with the rest of them. I enjoyed sex much the way I enjoy eating, some of each event being better than others, and yet even a little snack can set me up well in a pinch or not.
It bothers me a bit that people worry so much about how good they are. To be honest, when I have tried the smooth operator mode, it has always been a chilling thing. Oh, sure, the process would go forward. But if you have half a brain, you learn the queues, the right ones. Now, perhaps too, being a smooth operator just is not my thing and not the thing women I have dealt with were into me for or into themselves. Cool, and yet a bit odd. Still, if I have not always chosen the right type of women to marry, I have usually chosen women who I liked to be with. Real women, natural women, women who became comfortable in their skin with me. Well, the ones who I was with long enough to remember. Or, I should like to remember it that way which is probably in the majority true.
I guess I doubt the sexual expertise of guys and dolls who play that game at least as much as I have concerns, now, about my own situations. To be sure, sexuality is often a play thing, as much acting and rehearsed lines or impromptu but defined works as anything. Flash in the pan one liners and near assaults on a woman's defenses only works, if at all, in the beginning. If you are out to bed and then shed a stable of lassies, it would be the way. I was always looking for a girlfriend, so my approach was different (despite, as is obvious, the poor results (in one sense) that I achieved as a current bachelor, and unattached at that). What I am saying is I do not believe in Johnny "has it in the pants" Getemall or his so-called technique except while playing with barbydolls, and all doing it more for appearances and flash than even the sex itself. Enough about that, for now.
The next thing that has been on my mind is computer security. While I think this machine I am on has been hopelessly compromised (and I think I know who did it, or at least caused the majority of the problems), I do what I can to limit that and to prevent others from adding to the problem or, as they easily might, making the problem(s) much worse. Of course, there are commercial security suites. Which, I suppose, do help. But they are easy pray to such a large group of people who want to hack, steal, eavesdrop, or just hassle. Just assume anything you write or store on your machine is compromised if it is connected to the internet in any way, even for short periods of time. If you do work that is actually worth security measures, simply do not use a computer which accesses the internet upon which to store it unless you have an IT manager who knows his stuff. What percentage of bugs can be found, so blocked or eliminated from a computer by a commercial security suite (and buying does seem to be better)? I have heard it is in the range of 60 to 65 percent. That is a lot of misses, not including the new stuff coming out every day.
There are other things you can do. I stay away from IE, for one thing. I use FireFox. I may even try to hook up their email program, I am not using one currently. Anything that has a very large percentage of users is at risk, then adding Microsoft's refusal to deal nicely, fairly, or openly with 3rd party vendors, and some say their paying customers, and you get what we get every day. On top of FireFox, I use a small group of add-ons. No-Script allows me to choose what, on any particular site I visit, I wish to allow. I literally do not allow advertisement of almost any sort. This may frustrate some who use the internet as an income vehicle, but I am simply tired of that... and the risks that come with it. I also use Adblock Plus as a backup and BetterPrivacy to bolster the others. I would guess all browsers have these type of add-on apps. They are easy to install and mine work very well. Just make sure you go through the browser's own area for these, making sure you are on a legitimate download site, and then look over the add-ons carefully. Choose add-ons that are being maintained, have a pedigree greater than others, but those which seem to have many downloads and good reports. Avoid add-ons, in my opinion, that look too complicated for you to use but you will have to learn a lot no matter what so choose wisely here (do you have an half hour a day to tinker or bits of time while otherwise surfing?), avoid apps that promise the sky and the moon too on odd Thursdays (they will not deliver), or that are new and fad like (they probably are).
I do what I can, but I know my machine is compromised. Perhaps the steps I have taken make it impossible, or even more complicated or painful for the abusers, or maybe nothing but complicate new hackers. I do not know. Not for certain. But I am doing what I can since, like immigration and a host of other things, the government will do nothing. And you wonder why I am a 'gun clinger'? Oh, and for that matter, why I stick with the bible too. What is the choice, the tax code or the bible? Badabing... That is all I am saying. Badabing...
As done as it gets.
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The spare bedroom has been emptied. I am leaving two things in there though, cheapo plastic dressers. Either my mother or I will or may need or want those. For now, that is what I have. I purchased them as portable dressers, not wanting to pull my good one out or tow it around. The living room has been cleared, if it could still use a little more. And it is arranged for when I get a television. This computer room has had a good half of the items removed, but where I am storing this type of stuff is full. And I just do not have it in me to rearrange that to stack more in. So, it is a done deal, if not perfect.
Neck is letting me know I pushed. It is not that the work was great, but today is an off day. Not just because I did a bit more yesterday, but because it is for reasons all by itself. Still, I pushed past that and got to some things. Late, sure, but just as well as I would have if I had been on an good day. What, precisely, will it cost in the near future, I cannot say. Hopefully I have gotten past that enough that I can sneak an extra work day in. Time will tell.
On a very positive upside, the living room will be much more enjoyable from now on. As well, with the kitchen table set up and the proper chairs around it, the bed set up, and the kitchen together enough to use roughly, I am almost home. I really want to get more done, before my mother arrives. I do not want her working physically. I want her to merely work on trim, neatness, lady things. And, I want to enjoy time with her. Just time spent remembering, playing, and talking. It is better to have had and lost than to have never lost. The more terrible the loss the greater the life. One of us may not have a lot of time left. Especially if one of us does not get on the ball.
I am doing well. I am over my head and... learning to swim? Learning to breath water more like! Ah, perhaps a bit of both. I still have far more to do just moving in than what I had hoped and yet I could not have done what I have done a year ago, certainly not with one hand. I feel the pull to go back to sleep and just duck it all, but I feel a stronger need to arrange for my survival in a rough future. It is a real pull, if too I am using it as a crutch to keep on some track. For me, starting with the basics is good, vital, not optional. Perhaps I will figure things out from there. Sam, by having needs only I can fill, has been a part of that. Rabbits are next, though perhaps not as quickly as I had hoped?
Yes, a good off day. Some prospects for a good tomorrow. And perhaps my mother can come into a little tidier mess:) As well, perhaps she can find some peace in her 'trouble' child's new ways and means. To lift some of that worry from her aging shoulders would be a blessing for me. One more piece of history tended and well, an often dark and tumultuous one. This could be good.
Good night, Mom. See ya soon.
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The spare bedroom has been emptied. I am leaving two things in there though, cheapo plastic dressers. Either my mother or I will or may need or want those. For now, that is what I have. I purchased them as portable dressers, not wanting to pull my good one out or tow it around. The living room has been cleared, if it could still use a little more. And it is arranged for when I get a television. This computer room has had a good half of the items removed, but where I am storing this type of stuff is full. And I just do not have it in me to rearrange that to stack more in. So, it is a done deal, if not perfect.
Neck is letting me know I pushed. It is not that the work was great, but today is an off day. Not just because I did a bit more yesterday, but because it is for reasons all by itself. Still, I pushed past that and got to some things. Late, sure, but just as well as I would have if I had been on an good day. What, precisely, will it cost in the near future, I cannot say. Hopefully I have gotten past that enough that I can sneak an extra work day in. Time will tell.
On a very positive upside, the living room will be much more enjoyable from now on. As well, with the kitchen table set up and the proper chairs around it, the bed set up, and the kitchen together enough to use roughly, I am almost home. I really want to get more done, before my mother arrives. I do not want her working physically. I want her to merely work on trim, neatness, lady things. And, I want to enjoy time with her. Just time spent remembering, playing, and talking. It is better to have had and lost than to have never lost. The more terrible the loss the greater the life. One of us may not have a lot of time left. Especially if one of us does not get on the ball.
I am doing well. I am over my head and... learning to swim? Learning to breath water more like! Ah, perhaps a bit of both. I still have far more to do just moving in than what I had hoped and yet I could not have done what I have done a year ago, certainly not with one hand. I feel the pull to go back to sleep and just duck it all, but I feel a stronger need to arrange for my survival in a rough future. It is a real pull, if too I am using it as a crutch to keep on some track. For me, starting with the basics is good, vital, not optional. Perhaps I will figure things out from there. Sam, by having needs only I can fill, has been a part of that. Rabbits are next, though perhaps not as quickly as I had hoped?
Yes, a good off day. Some prospects for a good tomorrow. And perhaps my mother can come into a little tidier mess:) As well, perhaps she can find some peace in her 'trouble' child's new ways and means. To lift some of that worry from her aging shoulders would be a blessing for me. One more piece of history tended and well, an often dark and tumultuous one. This could be good.
Good night, Mom. See ya soon.
Procrastination?
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Of course. It is my middle name, though some say it should be or even is my real first name. I am thinking about that myself. The heavy lifting part of the schedule has been held off until, I had a nap, I had another nap, until it was cool, until... well, right before bedtime. It is indeed right before bedtime. In spite of my naps, I am still exhausted. Never mind all that, I have almost completed even that part. Sam is helping, off and on, by running up and down the stairs, making sure no mice pull a sneak attack and just in case I forget where to go next. What a champ!
A little water as I cool down. Then a steak dinner. Another half hour or hour after that and I will try to expand on the work I am doing, while I am at it. Sleep is just not going to be in the cards until a good deal later, though I think it will be a restful sleep. I am hoping to have the the spare bedroom empty (I am sorting as I go a bit, too), the living room empty save for furniture and have that sorted into a real living space configuration, and this computer room empty. I have done 70 percent of the spare bedroom. I swear, someone was putting boxes in while I was taking them out! I have about 70 percent of the living room sorted, but this, the computer room, will need a good half hour to hour by itself, depending on how complex sorting and space for that is by then. Let us not discuss the kitchen.
You know, for one grumpy old bachelor, I have a lot of stuff. Most of it good or better, or... it used to be. While unpacking I will find out what has weathered heat and an arid climate. Though I suspect it will be in good shape still. Well, dinner is on! I might indicate what I was able to get done as I cool down after a shower and before bed. Or, I might become a lump somewhere and forget my name by the time I am done. I like being a lump sometimes. Later or good night, Pam.
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Of course. It is my middle name, though some say it should be or even is my real first name. I am thinking about that myself. The heavy lifting part of the schedule has been held off until, I had a nap, I had another nap, until it was cool, until... well, right before bedtime. It is indeed right before bedtime. In spite of my naps, I am still exhausted. Never mind all that, I have almost completed even that part. Sam is helping, off and on, by running up and down the stairs, making sure no mice pull a sneak attack and just in case I forget where to go next. What a champ!
A little water as I cool down. Then a steak dinner. Another half hour or hour after that and I will try to expand on the work I am doing, while I am at it. Sleep is just not going to be in the cards until a good deal later, though I think it will be a restful sleep. I am hoping to have the the spare bedroom empty (I am sorting as I go a bit, too), the living room empty save for furniture and have that sorted into a real living space configuration, and this computer room empty. I have done 70 percent of the spare bedroom. I swear, someone was putting boxes in while I was taking them out! I have about 70 percent of the living room sorted, but this, the computer room, will need a good half hour to hour by itself, depending on how complex sorting and space for that is by then. Let us not discuss the kitchen.
You know, for one grumpy old bachelor, I have a lot of stuff. Most of it good or better, or... it used to be. While unpacking I will find out what has weathered heat and an arid climate. Though I suspect it will be in good shape still. Well, dinner is on! I might indicate what I was able to get done as I cool down after a shower and before bed. Or, I might become a lump somewhere and forget my name by the time I am done. I like being a lump sometimes. Later or good night, Pam.
Friday, July 23, 2010
Yeah, okay, no tv yet.
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I have been... holding back regarding ordering a television. Why? Who knows how long it would take to actually arrive, how much more it would cost, and some other things. I have some options. If I do not like them, they are better in the short and long run. I have been hanging on that all day, and exhaustion. I have been fighting that along with the uncertainty regarding a tv. I have had to take two naps. I have done other things though. I am down to one bill left. And that only because I did not go into town today.
As the day cools, I will be back in moving mode. The bed arrives tomorrow, there is no more time. It will be done, and more. It is all good. Today would usually be an off day. I feel like it is worse than usual though I think it only feels that way as I have so much I want to do. A normal off day is frustrating, but I have learned to accept it for now (trying to get beyond it as a next step). On those days I have to do things on my off day though, it is a horrid impediment. It does go to show me that this 'failing' probably is biomechanical, biochemical, or something. In other words, I am not just lazy. I need to be reminded some times if I also need to be reminded that I can be lazy. *poke* *poke*
Okies, some more links. I like these linky dinky things. More and more, as it turns out. They add content, shorten my post at point of contact, and provide lots of fun. Plus, I can comment on these in a place where it makes sense. Some sites have 50 to 300 comments... Yeah, not going to bother usually. Fire and forget is as good as that gets. But here I can swim.
I have been trying to go without ac here. And, as a fact, I do not have anything but a ceiling fan. This will change. For now, it is what I have and I have been too busy to mess with more. I can, actually, live without it. At least if I am willing to set aside normal business scheduling and model my life around the cool, sort of. Most cannot do that. Simply put though, I do not wish to do so. However, what I do or do not do should have nothing to do with others. And it certainly should be of no import to some city twit who knows nothing but hate for those who are conservative, live in hot locals, or want to be functional as a nation, world super power, or industrially progressive center. What do you think has allowed him to become what he is? Well, actually, that is the only argument for what he suggests, and the one argument against AC he does not offer. Go figure. If he likes no AC, might I suggest one of many fine S. American nations. He will find why sloth of heat is not such a great thing. May he enjoy the mosquitoes and diseases from impure water while he is at it!
Ah, the religion of peace. Between their benevolence to their own, their open mind to the human conditions and all the frailties wrought thereabouts, and the wonderful legal system it provides, is a little article which might seem quite insignificant compared to what others provide their viewers. It is in the seeming insignificance that I find the heart of the matter. One of my favorites, from the real side is... what you do to the least of these, you do also to me.
Oh, I do not always like my comments. Often they are fire and forget. At sites where there are reasonable numbers of other responses and occasional feedback, I will go back and look. Every once in a while, I look and say, "I did that!". Well, this is one of them. I do not know if a weird muse attacks my neural network and takes over, if I go through a tickled pink moment, or what, but it happens. Short and sweet, to me. Like it or not, damn you. I do. I cannot remember if I like Chuck or not, though I know he shoots it as he sees it. That left my fingers and the enter button was hit before I knew what I was doing.
This article, by Vox, has me scratching my head. I do see the potential for gains in the midterm, though I am dubious about an actual changing of the guard. I do not see Republicans of any stripe taking back Congress, the Senate is way out I think. But this lends to some hope. I cannot remember how well Vox predictions weather fact. I do remain dubious. And, further, doubt if much would change even so. Republicans, and really all politicians, are weak kneed populists who read the news papers for popular opinion (and praise, which they crave). I would love to be proven wrong on both scores, but I am not holding my breath.
My name, Doom, is not just this or that, but it is a way of life in a way. When I walk outside at night, I do not become lost in the night, I become the night or even absorb it. And yet that darkness is not a thing of shame or harm or depression, necessarily. I just see things from perspectives others often cannot or will not. I do not pout about it or shout about it. If I shout, it is about someone's absolute refusal to see the dark of night clearly before them. *grins*
Anyway, that is it for now. Time for more boxes.
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I have been... holding back regarding ordering a television. Why? Who knows how long it would take to actually arrive, how much more it would cost, and some other things. I have some options. If I do not like them, they are better in the short and long run. I have been hanging on that all day, and exhaustion. I have been fighting that along with the uncertainty regarding a tv. I have had to take two naps. I have done other things though. I am down to one bill left. And that only because I did not go into town today.
As the day cools, I will be back in moving mode. The bed arrives tomorrow, there is no more time. It will be done, and more. It is all good. Today would usually be an off day. I feel like it is worse than usual though I think it only feels that way as I have so much I want to do. A normal off day is frustrating, but I have learned to accept it for now (trying to get beyond it as a next step). On those days I have to do things on my off day though, it is a horrid impediment. It does go to show me that this 'failing' probably is biomechanical, biochemical, or something. In other words, I am not just lazy. I need to be reminded some times if I also need to be reminded that I can be lazy. *poke* *poke*
Okies, some more links. I like these linky dinky things. More and more, as it turns out. They add content, shorten my post at point of contact, and provide lots of fun. Plus, I can comment on these in a place where it makes sense. Some sites have 50 to 300 comments... Yeah, not going to bother usually. Fire and forget is as good as that gets. But here I can swim.
I have been trying to go without ac here. And, as a fact, I do not have anything but a ceiling fan. This will change. For now, it is what I have and I have been too busy to mess with more. I can, actually, live without it. At least if I am willing to set aside normal business scheduling and model my life around the cool, sort of. Most cannot do that. Simply put though, I do not wish to do so. However, what I do or do not do should have nothing to do with others. And it certainly should be of no import to some city twit who knows nothing but hate for those who are conservative, live in hot locals, or want to be functional as a nation, world super power, or industrially progressive center. What do you think has allowed him to become what he is? Well, actually, that is the only argument for what he suggests, and the one argument against AC he does not offer. Go figure. If he likes no AC, might I suggest one of many fine S. American nations. He will find why sloth of heat is not such a great thing. May he enjoy the mosquitoes and diseases from impure water while he is at it!
Ah, the religion of peace. Between their benevolence to their own, their open mind to the human conditions and all the frailties wrought thereabouts, and the wonderful legal system it provides, is a little article which might seem quite insignificant compared to what others provide their viewers. It is in the seeming insignificance that I find the heart of the matter. One of my favorites, from the real side is... what you do to the least of these, you do also to me.
Oh, I do not always like my comments. Often they are fire and forget. At sites where there are reasonable numbers of other responses and occasional feedback, I will go back and look. Every once in a while, I look and say, "I did that!". Well, this is one of them. I do not know if a weird muse attacks my neural network and takes over, if I go through a tickled pink moment, or what, but it happens. Short and sweet, to me. Like it or not, damn you. I do. I cannot remember if I like Chuck or not, though I know he shoots it as he sees it. That left my fingers and the enter button was hit before I knew what I was doing.
This article, by Vox, has me scratching my head. I do see the potential for gains in the midterm, though I am dubious about an actual changing of the guard. I do not see Republicans of any stripe taking back Congress, the Senate is way out I think. But this lends to some hope. I cannot remember how well Vox predictions weather fact. I do remain dubious. And, further, doubt if much would change even so. Republicans, and really all politicians, are weak kneed populists who read the news papers for popular opinion (and praise, which they crave). I would love to be proven wrong on both scores, but I am not holding my breath.
My name, Doom, is not just this or that, but it is a way of life in a way. When I walk outside at night, I do not become lost in the night, I become the night or even absorb it. And yet that darkness is not a thing of shame or harm or depression, necessarily. I just see things from perspectives others often cannot or will not. I do not pout about it or shout about it. If I shout, it is about someone's absolute refusal to see the dark of night clearly before them. *grins*
Anyway, that is it for now. Time for more boxes.
Slow and low.
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Not getting as much done as fast as I would like. But I am tracking better than I might have hoped. Getting out of bed and going has been a struggle today. Still, a trip to town to check on the tv and such, do a bit more shopping, then be back in time to finish the bedroom box move should still work. I might get more than that done, I might get less. But I absolutely have to clear the bedroom of boxes. Tomorrow the new bed arrives. I have paid for 3 out of the 5 bills this morning too, setting one up for automatic pay. I am having trouble getting online or anyone on the phone for another utility bill, but I was able to pay it. Hmm, might send one through the mail today while in town. Leaving only one to figure out. So, some things done.
Looking through the news, while trying to get things going, I often see things I want to post, offering some comments. I rarely do that, but today is one of those days.
College kids, the intellectual hope of any nation? Yeah, well, not all of them. I think this story puts things in perspective. Way to go Skyler! Keep taking those pictures. Your future is brighter than some of your subjects.
Okay, this next set regards wildlife and the options we have. In this case, I can only imagine the waste and expense involved. Handling wildlife IS our responsibility, but when become so forward that we become backward... to the point of massive slaughter, I have to think something is very wrong. In this next case, I do not think there is an option if the end is disappointing. So far, other than perhaps in California, there are no such thing as animal psychiatrists. Though I would dearly love to see a self-proclaimed one give it a whack... in a locked cage, unarmed, mind you. Well, heck, I would let any who wanted to feel the animals pain go on in. Call me sentimental. While not always an option, some animals are too old or big for this to work, I had to chuckle at this story. I hope it works in the long term too. Something about teaching them while they are young. I really did not think the story could be true. Still chuckling.
Oh, fine. I am about to shower and ship out.
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Not getting as much done as fast as I would like. But I am tracking better than I might have hoped. Getting out of bed and going has been a struggle today. Still, a trip to town to check on the tv and such, do a bit more shopping, then be back in time to finish the bedroom box move should still work. I might get more than that done, I might get less. But I absolutely have to clear the bedroom of boxes. Tomorrow the new bed arrives. I have paid for 3 out of the 5 bills this morning too, setting one up for automatic pay. I am having trouble getting online or anyone on the phone for another utility bill, but I was able to pay it. Hmm, might send one through the mail today while in town. Leaving only one to figure out. So, some things done.
Looking through the news, while trying to get things going, I often see things I want to post, offering some comments. I rarely do that, but today is one of those days.
College kids, the intellectual hope of any nation? Yeah, well, not all of them. I think this story puts things in perspective. Way to go Skyler! Keep taking those pictures. Your future is brighter than some of your subjects.
Okay, this next set regards wildlife and the options we have. In this case, I can only imagine the waste and expense involved. Handling wildlife IS our responsibility, but when become so forward that we become backward... to the point of massive slaughter, I have to think something is very wrong. In this next case, I do not think there is an option if the end is disappointing. So far, other than perhaps in California, there are no such thing as animal psychiatrists. Though I would dearly love to see a self-proclaimed one give it a whack... in a locked cage, unarmed, mind you. Well, heck, I would let any who wanted to feel the animals pain go on in. Call me sentimental. While not always an option, some animals are too old or big for this to work, I had to chuckle at this story. I hope it works in the long term too. Something about teaching them while they are young. I really did not think the story could be true. Still chuckling.
Oh, fine. I am about to shower and ship out.
Okay, I think I found it.
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After all that time spent looking for an LG device, I realize I was on a bit of a wild goose chase. LG does indeed have a system that offers wireless connection, but only to the rear speakers and bass. And, at a much steeper price. However, another company says this piece will do that job just as well. Now, if you follow that page around and look at what else they offer, you might come to a similar conclusion. That is, this site will offer electronic cancer cures, if they could just get by the FDA. I am not sure about this ad or offer or company. I am sure there are other companies out there, with similar good or bad offerings. Knowing which to pick would be tricky. I would guess an expensive trial and error phase would need to be employed. Expensive because I am almost guessing if the device arrives, and does sort of work, but the sound is horrid, or actually quite possibly even if the thing does not work, getting your money back might be as dubious as many of the claims therein. Must I remind you? Okay, fine... X-ray glasses ring a bell? Spy camera, knife, compass all in one sound familiar? Or, how about water monkey families? I learned more from comic books than anyone would have guessed.
I am not sure about this whole tv thing. I do despise the stuff. Local news, however, would be good. Some access to national news is also good from time to time. The rest of the stuff is just not my thing. The lives of actors, the Hollywood way even to directors and whoever else, the sheer stupidity of most comedy, the political and religious vile nature of it all, and... commercials along with that. If I were a dog, asking if I like television would be like asking me if I liked tics... the kind that not only have the normal affect, but then double the effects through costing me some of my food and pleasure to boot. Still, it is a social device. And, there are movies I do enjoy. I have a small collection of them as is. I actually pray about these matters, and cannot always find... peace in that.
Oh, I have one conspiracy theory to shoot down. I had heard this and that, but had never truly investigated. Now, even if this is shot down, I still believe both psychotropics and psychiatry/psychology is all, or minimally based upon, mind control. I have some belief that all data collected, on willing subjects, is being analyzed for... other uses. Whether the "doctors" know or not matters not a bit. I will not target all such 'theories', some of them are favored. I like the idea that Kennedy got it coming AND going, or is it the reverse, for example. I am over bigfoot though. There are others I like, if aliens (of any kind) need not apply.
While checking the garden, I noticed a tomato coming on, several small jalapeños, but the bell peppers do not seem to be getting bigger if they are burning. *sigh* As well, I have been changing how and what gets watered, to good effect. No extra crop, but the plants look healthier after only a day and a half. The tomatoes and others have been being watered the same. It seems that only the tomatoes need (or want) that much water. So, I have switched things around. I still do not know if I will actually get anything, but it is a first jab at the notion. Years of practice, is my guess, on many or all of the produce I wish to grow and eat.
I best get to moving boxes. The computer room is next. I am not sure I will get any more boxes out of the spare bedroom on top of that, but it could happen. A late supper, a quick shower, and then to bed. Who knows. My plans might actually work out.
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After all that time spent looking for an LG device, I realize I was on a bit of a wild goose chase. LG does indeed have a system that offers wireless connection, but only to the rear speakers and bass. And, at a much steeper price. However, another company says this piece will do that job just as well. Now, if you follow that page around and look at what else they offer, you might come to a similar conclusion. That is, this site will offer electronic cancer cures, if they could just get by the FDA. I am not sure about this ad or offer or company. I am sure there are other companies out there, with similar good or bad offerings. Knowing which to pick would be tricky. I would guess an expensive trial and error phase would need to be employed. Expensive because I am almost guessing if the device arrives, and does sort of work, but the sound is horrid, or actually quite possibly even if the thing does not work, getting your money back might be as dubious as many of the claims therein. Must I remind you? Okay, fine... X-ray glasses ring a bell? Spy camera, knife, compass all in one sound familiar? Or, how about water monkey families? I learned more from comic books than anyone would have guessed.
I am not sure about this whole tv thing. I do despise the stuff. Local news, however, would be good. Some access to national news is also good from time to time. The rest of the stuff is just not my thing. The lives of actors, the Hollywood way even to directors and whoever else, the sheer stupidity of most comedy, the political and religious vile nature of it all, and... commercials along with that. If I were a dog, asking if I like television would be like asking me if I liked tics... the kind that not only have the normal affect, but then double the effects through costing me some of my food and pleasure to boot. Still, it is a social device. And, there are movies I do enjoy. I have a small collection of them as is. I actually pray about these matters, and cannot always find... peace in that.
Oh, I have one conspiracy theory to shoot down. I had heard this and that, but had never truly investigated. Now, even if this is shot down, I still believe both psychotropics and psychiatry/psychology is all, or minimally based upon, mind control. I have some belief that all data collected, on willing subjects, is being analyzed for... other uses. Whether the "doctors" know or not matters not a bit. I will not target all such 'theories', some of them are favored. I like the idea that Kennedy got it coming AND going, or is it the reverse, for example. I am over bigfoot though. There are others I like, if aliens (of any kind) need not apply.
While checking the garden, I noticed a tomato coming on, several small jalapeños, but the bell peppers do not seem to be getting bigger if they are burning. *sigh* As well, I have been changing how and what gets watered, to good effect. No extra crop, but the plants look healthier after only a day and a half. The tomatoes and others have been being watered the same. It seems that only the tomatoes need (or want) that much water. So, I have switched things around. I still do not know if I will actually get anything, but it is a first jab at the notion. Years of practice, is my guess, on many or all of the produce I wish to grow and eat.
I best get to moving boxes. The computer room is next. I am not sure I will get any more boxes out of the spare bedroom on top of that, but it could happen. A late supper, a quick shower, and then to bed. Who knows. My plans might actually work out.
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Some things done.
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So much more to do. I had to nap after returning from town. Then a meal. And I about to begin moving boxes again. That is one long list, and it is so eclectic. The work does not just hum along. One task needs the use of the phone or internet, one needs a good deal of back and sweat, one is mostly thinking with a little lifting thrown in, some of it is merely shopping (which turns out to be much more complicated than it seems). On top of that, I have to do everything else I am supposed to do, like eating, showers, dishes, Sam needs and wants, and whatever else pops up.
I went to Sears today, and I think they can get the tv I want, and sound system. I do not know when it would arrive though. Further, I want to check about whether a special piece is needed to make it wireless, or if that was only needed for models other than LG. I also asked about the installation of the water softener and the reverse osmosis. It turns out they had not actually scheduled it, and had not given me his phone number. They merely suggested when it could be done. What? Anyway, it is scheduled for next Tuesday.
Shopping was the last thing on my list, in town, today. I am a terrible shopper, at least when I do not prepare a list. And, with the way I am eating, I have no idea what to buy. Some things will never change. I will continue to eat pasta from time to time, of various sorts. I know milk and butter, real butter, are permanent parts of my diet. But what else to put in, I simply do not know. I need to figure out snack foods. Foods for between meals. I did get cottage cheese, apples, bananas, and unsweetened apple sauce. Though I really do not like bananas, really, I think some of my problems might be due to a lack of potassium. I am probably very deficient in many minerals and vitamins and need to figure how to add them into my diet, as I believe pills do not actually get ingested (buy Centrum, take one, and check your... remainders... you will find the pill intact, or very possibly). Simply finding foods without sugar (or a list of sugar type products) is like trying to find affordable merchandise not made in China. If you have reasonable, easy to prepare (or no need to prepare), non-sweetened treats and stuff, I could use tips here...
*Blink* *blink*>>>>............<<<<<*blink* *Blink*
She is flying in on Monday, relatively early. I am not sure how to do this, but I think it will work. A shower the night before so only a quick wash and rinse in the morning. Setting out clothes to wear. Having things ready for some joe to go. And, she will be calling as well, somewhere along her trip, so that should help. It is about a two hour drive, I think. Depending on traffic. She is looking forward to the trip too. We will see what we will see. I think she, sometimes... often, is as surprised that I am still alive. Seeing me in my own home has to be... a nice thing for her. It probably means I have a possibility and belief that I might be here for a few more years still. She has seen me written off for dead more than once, and... can surmise other times. She is happy, I think.
Well, I will get busy. A few bills online, if possible. A check on the piece for the LG system, I sure hope I can make the connections without wires. And hopefully by then my dinner will be less apt to make me do odd stomach or stomach and throat things will I moved a ton of boxes.
Tomorrow... I do not know. I have to go back into town. I need to fill the gas tank and wash the Xterra. Bugs. Thick. Hmm, I wonder if they are edible? :) Add them to green beans, no onion bits needed! Then, depending on what I find out, a trip to Sears. Some more shopping, though I am hoping to make a list this time. It is proving impossible to find simple canned pumpkin, or any kind of pumpkin, actually. Any bills not done tonight though, I would like to finish tomorrow before I go in. Without an afternoon appointment, I have a lot more time. Still, it would be nice to get in while it is early and cool.
Traffic is high no matter when, and people are driving like absolute idiots lately. Texting, talking on the phones, "saving" gas (I guess for the whole world by blocking traffic), and simply not paying attention. It is dangerous on the roads here. I have narrowly missed 5 accidents in the last two weeks, and honestly not of my making in any way. My friend has seen three of them (and has expressed being impressed with my reflexes and skill). I chalk it up to luck, and realize that if they are behind me, there is often nothing I can do. I saw that kid who hit me, knew in plenty of time what was about to happen, but there was no place for me to go. Bah! I need to carry a bat in the car. A few people learn and it hits the news, maybe they will rethink things.
*Man dragged from his car and pummeled... did not notice at first as he was way into his I-phone texting... They may have to amputate his head, if they can get the doc off his I-phone...* Fragging zombies, I tell you.
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So much more to do. I had to nap after returning from town. Then a meal. And I about to begin moving boxes again. That is one long list, and it is so eclectic. The work does not just hum along. One task needs the use of the phone or internet, one needs a good deal of back and sweat, one is mostly thinking with a little lifting thrown in, some of it is merely shopping (which turns out to be much more complicated than it seems). On top of that, I have to do everything else I am supposed to do, like eating, showers, dishes, Sam needs and wants, and whatever else pops up.
I went to Sears today, and I think they can get the tv I want, and sound system. I do not know when it would arrive though. Further, I want to check about whether a special piece is needed to make it wireless, or if that was only needed for models other than LG. I also asked about the installation of the water softener and the reverse osmosis. It turns out they had not actually scheduled it, and had not given me his phone number. They merely suggested when it could be done. What? Anyway, it is scheduled for next Tuesday.
Shopping was the last thing on my list, in town, today. I am a terrible shopper, at least when I do not prepare a list. And, with the way I am eating, I have no idea what to buy. Some things will never change. I will continue to eat pasta from time to time, of various sorts. I know milk and butter, real butter, are permanent parts of my diet. But what else to put in, I simply do not know. I need to figure out snack foods. Foods for between meals. I did get cottage cheese, apples, bananas, and unsweetened apple sauce. Though I really do not like bananas, really, I think some of my problems might be due to a lack of potassium. I am probably very deficient in many minerals and vitamins and need to figure how to add them into my diet, as I believe pills do not actually get ingested (buy Centrum, take one, and check your... remainders... you will find the pill intact, or very possibly). Simply finding foods without sugar (or a list of sugar type products) is like trying to find affordable merchandise not made in China. If you have reasonable, easy to prepare (or no need to prepare), non-sweetened treats and stuff, I could use tips here...
*Blink* *blink*>>>>............<<<<<*blink* *Blink*
She is flying in on Monday, relatively early. I am not sure how to do this, but I think it will work. A shower the night before so only a quick wash and rinse in the morning. Setting out clothes to wear. Having things ready for some joe to go. And, she will be calling as well, somewhere along her trip, so that should help. It is about a two hour drive, I think. Depending on traffic. She is looking forward to the trip too. We will see what we will see. I think she, sometimes... often, is as surprised that I am still alive. Seeing me in my own home has to be... a nice thing for her. It probably means I have a possibility and belief that I might be here for a few more years still. She has seen me written off for dead more than once, and... can surmise other times. She is happy, I think.
Well, I will get busy. A few bills online, if possible. A check on the piece for the LG system, I sure hope I can make the connections without wires. And hopefully by then my dinner will be less apt to make me do odd stomach or stomach and throat things will I moved a ton of boxes.
Tomorrow... I do not know. I have to go back into town. I need to fill the gas tank and wash the Xterra. Bugs. Thick. Hmm, I wonder if they are edible? :) Add them to green beans, no onion bits needed! Then, depending on what I find out, a trip to Sears. Some more shopping, though I am hoping to make a list this time. It is proving impossible to find simple canned pumpkin, or any kind of pumpkin, actually. Any bills not done tonight though, I would like to finish tomorrow before I go in. Without an afternoon appointment, I have a lot more time. Still, it would be nice to get in while it is early and cool.
Traffic is high no matter when, and people are driving like absolute idiots lately. Texting, talking on the phones, "saving" gas (I guess for the whole world by blocking traffic), and simply not paying attention. It is dangerous on the roads here. I have narrowly missed 5 accidents in the last two weeks, and honestly not of my making in any way. My friend has seen three of them (and has expressed being impressed with my reflexes and skill). I chalk it up to luck, and realize that if they are behind me, there is often nothing I can do. I saw that kid who hit me, knew in plenty of time what was about to happen, but there was no place for me to go. Bah! I need to carry a bat in the car. A few people learn and it hits the news, maybe they will rethink things.
*Man dragged from his car and pummeled... did not notice at first as he was way into his I-phone texting... They may have to amputate his head, if they can get the doc off his I-phone...* Fragging zombies, I tell you.
For the record.
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I am writing out what needs to be done in the next two days before Saturday. And then what I will need to do before Sunday night. If you read this and become bored... quit reading!
Tomorrow I have to do more work on paying three bills, that I know of. Utilities and my first mortgage payment need to be either paid or in the mail by Friday. From what I am running into, this is going to be a hit and miss set of projects. Oh, and I need to find the sheet to pay the auto. Frag, more and more to find, figure out, and then do!
As well, I need to empty the spare bedroom of boxes. It contains most of the boxes, other than kitchen items, that I had in storage. There are a lot of boxes. There are another half a dozen or so in the living room as well, plus a coffee table. With the boxes gone, I will have two end tables, a couch and a love seat, and a curio stand (full size), which I will then arrange so as to be ready for the tv. Actually, I may do this area first. I have been moving boxes upstairs this evening, but from the spare bedroom so far. And the coffee table is up. I think I got the heaviest ones, books you know. I moved between a quarter and a third of the boxes up.
I need to do dishes soon, and keep on top of them. I hate having visitors in a house which smells like dirty dishes. Now, I have for the most part, been keeping up on them, with only a day or two between washes and keeping them freshly soaking. The only time they started to smell was when I was in the middle of my plumbing works. Still, I have fallen a few days behind and want to nip that in the bud.
I have an appointment tomorrow. I set the alarm for 6:00, and will add a few words in my nightly "God! Help Me! Them too while you are at it!" session. I would like to get the rest of the boxes moved before I head to the appointment. I may do the living room and wash the dishes tonight. Well, that is the goal.
With those two rooms emptied and sorted, I then need to hit the kitchen. I have half of my equipment to unpack yet. I want that all unpacked, washed, and roughly sorted until mom-o arrives. I may not put everything away, as I am quite sure she will rearrange, so it is best to just leave it to her to arrange things without the fuss of un-arranging them.
Oh, and this computer room. About a dozen boxes still in here. These need to be put upstairs as well. Probably after the living room and before the bedroom boxes and stuff.
Then, hopefully Friday night, I might be able to vacuum, sweep, and neaten what is left. If not, I do have the rest of the weekend. However, during the weekend, I want to do the laundry, do some other unpacking of clothes and bedding and wash that. I believe I will have enough sheets for two thick queen beds, if my lady friend did not steal too much of that. I told her she could, if I did ask if she would let me know. Sometimes she forgot. (every time) Ah but she was cute. Bah! I know I should have at least four sets though.
Oh, and sometime tomorrow I will go into Sears, again. They have THE TV I had wanted, but Wal-Mart did not carry. As well, they have the same sound system. Why this particular TV? With the sound system I have chosen, plus the particular brand (at 240 refresh), I can buy one more piece of gear which will allow me to hook it all up... wireless! Yes, nice. Wal-Mart had the sound system but not the TV, or the brand that would work. LG is coming out with some killer stuff, if Vizio is probably better visually? Anyway, LG FTW? I hope so. The cost is a bit more, and even a bit more with the added device. But the ease is... priceless in my life right now. And, yes, I trust Sears just a bit more.
So, all I have to do is move the mountains, after that, and pull the ocean a wee closer. *tug* Ah, so much for my faith! Nah, it is there. If I needed to do so, it would be done. But I can complain for the moment.
You know what though? I have a decent shot at getting this done. The last 20 years of my life? Not so much. Life, indeed, has changed. I just need to figure out how to have this on tap all the time, to get to those projects... Not just when my mom is coming, or lady friend, or whoever. I need this on tap, and I need to use it, much more often. I will give myself some break. I am still in a gimped body, with low stamina and (compared to my old self) strength. I am also on a tight budget, which does things to the head. On top of that, there are areas... I simply cannot do. It will not matter if I win a billion and get to lifting 600 pounds and swimming 9 miles a week. Besides, you do not just rise from the dead and there you are. I wonder if those Christ resurrected had to take a few stumbling steps to get the whole nerve, muscle, duh thing down? I have been dead three times. Yeah, it is coming along fine, actually. If I still want more.
Update:
Dishes are half done. There were not as many as my brain was saying there were, but they did need washing. No stink though, and there will not be one. I have done most of the boxes and some of the etcetera stuff in the living room. There are a few more boxes, and clothes, and all left, but I had to take a break from carrying and went and started on dishes, but it seems I am about out of time for the night and energy in any case... sort of. I will finish the dishes and shower, I think. Yes, I think so.
You know, everything I put up there... will all be coming down again. At least the rest of the house will look pretty! For a while. Hey hey, cheer up, they are only to kick my teeth in and use steel wool to clean off the dead skin. Ain't it all dead? Bah! It is good. Good night, Opus #6.
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I am writing out what needs to be done in the next two days before Saturday. And then what I will need to do before Sunday night. If you read this and become bored... quit reading!
Tomorrow I have to do more work on paying three bills, that I know of. Utilities and my first mortgage payment need to be either paid or in the mail by Friday. From what I am running into, this is going to be a hit and miss set of projects. Oh, and I need to find the sheet to pay the auto. Frag, more and more to find, figure out, and then do!
As well, I need to empty the spare bedroom of boxes. It contains most of the boxes, other than kitchen items, that I had in storage. There are a lot of boxes. There are another half a dozen or so in the living room as well, plus a coffee table. With the boxes gone, I will have two end tables, a couch and a love seat, and a curio stand (full size), which I will then arrange so as to be ready for the tv. Actually, I may do this area first. I have been moving boxes upstairs this evening, but from the spare bedroom so far. And the coffee table is up. I think I got the heaviest ones, books you know. I moved between a quarter and a third of the boxes up.
I need to do dishes soon, and keep on top of them. I hate having visitors in a house which smells like dirty dishes. Now, I have for the most part, been keeping up on them, with only a day or two between washes and keeping them freshly soaking. The only time they started to smell was when I was in the middle of my plumbing works. Still, I have fallen a few days behind and want to nip that in the bud.
I have an appointment tomorrow. I set the alarm for 6:00, and will add a few words in my nightly "God! Help Me! Them too while you are at it!" session. I would like to get the rest of the boxes moved before I head to the appointment. I may do the living room and wash the dishes tonight. Well, that is the goal.
With those two rooms emptied and sorted, I then need to hit the kitchen. I have half of my equipment to unpack yet. I want that all unpacked, washed, and roughly sorted until mom-o arrives. I may not put everything away, as I am quite sure she will rearrange, so it is best to just leave it to her to arrange things without the fuss of un-arranging them.
Oh, and this computer room. About a dozen boxes still in here. These need to be put upstairs as well. Probably after the living room and before the bedroom boxes and stuff.
Then, hopefully Friday night, I might be able to vacuum, sweep, and neaten what is left. If not, I do have the rest of the weekend. However, during the weekend, I want to do the laundry, do some other unpacking of clothes and bedding and wash that. I believe I will have enough sheets for two thick queen beds, if my lady friend did not steal too much of that. I told her she could, if I did ask if she would let me know. Sometimes she forgot. (every time) Ah but she was cute. Bah! I know I should have at least four sets though.
Oh, and sometime tomorrow I will go into Sears, again. They have THE TV I had wanted, but Wal-Mart did not carry. As well, they have the same sound system. Why this particular TV? With the sound system I have chosen, plus the particular brand (at 240 refresh), I can buy one more piece of gear which will allow me to hook it all up... wireless! Yes, nice. Wal-Mart had the sound system but not the TV, or the brand that would work. LG is coming out with some killer stuff, if Vizio is probably better visually? Anyway, LG FTW? I hope so. The cost is a bit more, and even a bit more with the added device. But the ease is... priceless in my life right now. And, yes, I trust Sears just a bit more.
So, all I have to do is move the mountains, after that, and pull the ocean a wee closer. *tug* Ah, so much for my faith! Nah, it is there. If I needed to do so, it would be done. But I can complain for the moment.
You know what though? I have a decent shot at getting this done. The last 20 years of my life? Not so much. Life, indeed, has changed. I just need to figure out how to have this on tap all the time, to get to those projects... Not just when my mom is coming, or lady friend, or whoever. I need this on tap, and I need to use it, much more often. I will give myself some break. I am still in a gimped body, with low stamina and (compared to my old self) strength. I am also on a tight budget, which does things to the head. On top of that, there are areas... I simply cannot do. It will not matter if I win a billion and get to lifting 600 pounds and swimming 9 miles a week. Besides, you do not just rise from the dead and there you are. I wonder if those Christ resurrected had to take a few stumbling steps to get the whole nerve, muscle, duh thing down? I have been dead three times. Yeah, it is coming along fine, actually. If I still want more.
Update:
Dishes are half done. There were not as many as my brain was saying there were, but they did need washing. No stink though, and there will not be one. I have done most of the boxes and some of the etcetera stuff in the living room. There are a few more boxes, and clothes, and all left, but I had to take a break from carrying and went and started on dishes, but it seems I am about out of time for the night and energy in any case... sort of. I will finish the dishes and shower, I think. Yes, I think so.
You know, everything I put up there... will all be coming down again. At least the rest of the house will look pretty! For a while. Hey hey, cheer up, they are only to kick my teeth in and use steel wool to clean off the dead skin. Ain't it all dead? Bah! It is good. Good night, Opus #6.
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Hmm, how did that happen?
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My Mom called today. Early in the morning, so I did not hear it. By the time I knew she had called, I was already engaged and going. As well, I suspected she would be up to her ears in something. She usually is if I try to call her back like that. I told her what I was up to, got caught up on what she was doing, and then it happened. Ready for my visit? Of course, why do you think I have been so busy, says I. I want to be ready for your visit in two weeks. *silence* Hello? Uhm, I hate to tell you this, but I am coming the 26th. That is next Monday. Oh, says I. Never worry *gulp*, I was just talking. (he's lying)
Well, okay, the bed will be in on Saturday. The tv? Not, not for a while on top of it. I have to figure something out with my card company. The address will not go in, neither home nor street address for some reason. Further, it seems I have been using a card which I thought was inactive, by accident. It is the one I just paid off, the one with 26% or 29% interest. I am not sure where the other one is. In any case, I have been using the credit card knowing I can pay most of it off but wanting cash on hand for... anything. Wow, okay.
So, a few things to figure out, a few more things to do. A little quicker than what I had hoped. The extra downstairs bedroom needs to be emptied of boxes by Saturday, and I would like the front room sorted out as well. If nothing else, I would like to get the boxes and furniture pieces out of the way for when the bed, but then the tv, and of course my mother, arrives. As well, I need to empty some boxes in the kitchen, putting away the last half of that. Then there is the last appointment for the week tomorrow. As well, all of the business I need to sort out it seems, on top of figuring out how to pay some bills. By Saturday, for the most part, then by Sunday evening, as my mom is arriving in the morning.
It is hot, but that is not why I am sweating. Meh, gives me something to shoot for. *grins*
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My Mom called today. Early in the morning, so I did not hear it. By the time I knew she had called, I was already engaged and going. As well, I suspected she would be up to her ears in something. She usually is if I try to call her back like that. I told her what I was up to, got caught up on what she was doing, and then it happened. Ready for my visit? Of course, why do you think I have been so busy, says I. I want to be ready for your visit in two weeks. *silence* Hello? Uhm, I hate to tell you this, but I am coming the 26th. That is next Monday. Oh, says I. Never worry *gulp*, I was just talking. (he's lying)
Well, okay, the bed will be in on Saturday. The tv? Not, not for a while on top of it. I have to figure something out with my card company. The address will not go in, neither home nor street address for some reason. Further, it seems I have been using a card which I thought was inactive, by accident. It is the one I just paid off, the one with 26% or 29% interest. I am not sure where the other one is. In any case, I have been using the credit card knowing I can pay most of it off but wanting cash on hand for... anything. Wow, okay.
So, a few things to figure out, a few more things to do. A little quicker than what I had hoped. The extra downstairs bedroom needs to be emptied of boxes by Saturday, and I would like the front room sorted out as well. If nothing else, I would like to get the boxes and furniture pieces out of the way for when the bed, but then the tv, and of course my mother, arrives. As well, I need to empty some boxes in the kitchen, putting away the last half of that. Then there is the last appointment for the week tomorrow. As well, all of the business I need to sort out it seems, on top of figuring out how to pay some bills. By Saturday, for the most part, then by Sunday evening, as my mom is arriving in the morning.
It is hot, but that is not why I am sweating. Meh, gives me something to shoot for. *grins*
Success truly smells sweet.
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Getting up was akin to pulling teeth and petting a hippopotamus. An hour more in the sack helped. It felt like I was getting up at noon, and barely. It turned out, after I had awakened enough to notice, a 10:00 rise. So, not bad if not at all fun. I have felt a little run over and run down. I have increased my meals and am somewhat lowering the amount, while trying to make two of the meals from some grain, bean, or mix. It is actually difficult to eat three meals a day. I get tired just from that!
But, work was in the cards today. I have been working on bills throughout the day, and how to pay them. I have a few left, but the means to pay one that was really worrying me. After my appointment, I went to my bank with one or two tasks on my mind and kept finding other things. First, a change of address. Second, checks were ordered, but the cashier also provided 9 counter checks, upon which she had a machine print my account number. I then asked to have a second debit card sent. And finally, asked about getting my online access going. All done, or in the works! Very nice.
Next, I went shopping for televisions. I could have just looked, but... no. I wanted to talk to someone who has a thing for televisions. And I got one. After a half an hour with him, I think I have settled on a television. It is not offered at the store, but I can order it online. He was even hot for it, and it costs less than several others but is much better. Further, I looked at a sound system, found the one I want, and a stand. I also checked about installation, which is available. So, this evening I will be tending that matter. After that, I drove to a furniture store to look for a bed, a firm bed. Actually, I would prefer no pillow top, but that seems mostly what was available, unless I wanted to try for memory foam. Comparing costs, pillow top soundly trounced memory foam. Plus, I do not know if I or my mother would like the foam. Untested nonreturnables seem risky, or was it returnable? Too much hassle. So, after a bit of shopping, I bought one and a steel frame. It will arrive Saturday, and they will set it up. I do not really need the setup, but it comes with delivery which I do need, so why waste a chance to be lazy!?!
Hot, again, hot I say. Oh, probably only in the low 90's. In Iowa, I was turning on the AC in the low 70's. Humidity or not, my tolerance for heat has improved a ton. I will not say I am enjoying the heat, only that I am handling it. My home is no small part of that, but too it cools during the nights to a much greater degree than it did in Iowa. It gets into either the low or mid 50's here at night. And this house traps a good deal of it, if I attend the windows correctly. Oddly, that is one thing I have not messed up or forgotten to attend. Well, not really oddly, just... you know... somewhat out of character for me.
Televisions have sure come down. Though they are not quite giving them out with free gas and trips to Europe either. I will see myself into a reasonable kit, television, sound system, and stand for less than I paid for my first HDTV. Actually, I think my sound system cost more and offered less? Well, still, I do not think this system will hold a candle to my old sound system though and in suth. I think it is a 46" LED, I will know more in a bit.
Thanks for dropping in. Leave the tips... somewhere else. I do not do tips. You cannot pay enough for the lack of content I provide. So there? Ha!
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Getting up was akin to pulling teeth and petting a hippopotamus. An hour more in the sack helped. It felt like I was getting up at noon, and barely. It turned out, after I had awakened enough to notice, a 10:00 rise. So, not bad if not at all fun. I have felt a little run over and run down. I have increased my meals and am somewhat lowering the amount, while trying to make two of the meals from some grain, bean, or mix. It is actually difficult to eat three meals a day. I get tired just from that!
But, work was in the cards today. I have been working on bills throughout the day, and how to pay them. I have a few left, but the means to pay one that was really worrying me. After my appointment, I went to my bank with one or two tasks on my mind and kept finding other things. First, a change of address. Second, checks were ordered, but the cashier also provided 9 counter checks, upon which she had a machine print my account number. I then asked to have a second debit card sent. And finally, asked about getting my online access going. All done, or in the works! Very nice.
Next, I went shopping for televisions. I could have just looked, but... no. I wanted to talk to someone who has a thing for televisions. And I got one. After a half an hour with him, I think I have settled on a television. It is not offered at the store, but I can order it online. He was even hot for it, and it costs less than several others but is much better. Further, I looked at a sound system, found the one I want, and a stand. I also checked about installation, which is available. So, this evening I will be tending that matter. After that, I drove to a furniture store to look for a bed, a firm bed. Actually, I would prefer no pillow top, but that seems mostly what was available, unless I wanted to try for memory foam. Comparing costs, pillow top soundly trounced memory foam. Plus, I do not know if I or my mother would like the foam. Untested nonreturnables seem risky, or was it returnable? Too much hassle. So, after a bit of shopping, I bought one and a steel frame. It will arrive Saturday, and they will set it up. I do not really need the setup, but it comes with delivery which I do need, so why waste a chance to be lazy!?!
Hot, again, hot I say. Oh, probably only in the low 90's. In Iowa, I was turning on the AC in the low 70's. Humidity or not, my tolerance for heat has improved a ton. I will not say I am enjoying the heat, only that I am handling it. My home is no small part of that, but too it cools during the nights to a much greater degree than it did in Iowa. It gets into either the low or mid 50's here at night. And this house traps a good deal of it, if I attend the windows correctly. Oddly, that is one thing I have not messed up or forgotten to attend. Well, not really oddly, just... you know... somewhat out of character for me.
Televisions have sure come down. Though they are not quite giving them out with free gas and trips to Europe either. I will see myself into a reasonable kit, television, sound system, and stand for less than I paid for my first HDTV. Actually, I think my sound system cost more and offered less? Well, still, I do not think this system will hold a candle to my old sound system though and in suth. I think it is a 46" LED, I will know more in a bit.
Thanks for dropping in. Leave the tips... somewhere else. I do not do tips. You cannot pay enough for the lack of content I provide. So there? Ha!
Business, bills, a tv, and a bed?
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Yesterday was a nothing today. I was able to light a bit of a fire in the engine when thinking about bills all day yesterday and yet doing nothing about them. Today is a different matter. One bill has been dealt with, several others are being investigated. Why can even paying a bill be a hassle? Really, what is so hard about paying a bill? Getting automatic payments going is like trying to drink the ocean dry, too. But, for now, I will do what I can. Anyway, working on that. And, though I am pretty sure I was not supposed to have an appointment today, one is scheduled. So, I will go in. In any case, I wanted to do some more shopping. The short term food storage list still needs a number of items, and I will look at other options while there. Plus, out of soda, sour cream, need another gallon of milk, butter, and... Ugh.
As well, while I am in town, I will order checks, change my address at the bank while there, and reset my online password and such. All in a days work. I probably will not be by to visit my friend, as today I have too much else to do. Oh, I had best stop in at the butcher shop while I am at it. Hmm, I would like to stop in to the post office and get a couple of change of address cards while I am at it. Though that might end up being a tomorrow thing. I am not even sure I will get all this done.
While dealing with one of my bills, I was able to get the address corrected, got the news that this one is actually going to be automatic on August 2nd, and I ordered cable tv while at it. I will need, of course, now to actually, you know, BUY A TV (and sound system, as most tv's suck soundwise, but I don't need 1000w either)! My mother would go nuts without her... soaps? Or tv anyway. I think she is done with soaps, actually. And, sometime soon, I need to get another bed. I am thinking queen, maybe twin (or is double the next down from queen). A firm mattress, to be sure. Pillow top is not necessary. No fancy head or foot-boards for now, either. Just a mattress, box spring, and frame. Buying new really seems to be the only option, if you know anything about beds.
Too much! Oh well.
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Yesterday was a nothing today. I was able to light a bit of a fire in the engine when thinking about bills all day yesterday and yet doing nothing about them. Today is a different matter. One bill has been dealt with, several others are being investigated. Why can even paying a bill be a hassle? Really, what is so hard about paying a bill? Getting automatic payments going is like trying to drink the ocean dry, too. But, for now, I will do what I can. Anyway, working on that. And, though I am pretty sure I was not supposed to have an appointment today, one is scheduled. So, I will go in. In any case, I wanted to do some more shopping. The short term food storage list still needs a number of items, and I will look at other options while there. Plus, out of soda, sour cream, need another gallon of milk, butter, and... Ugh.
As well, while I am in town, I will order checks, change my address at the bank while there, and reset my online password and such. All in a days work. I probably will not be by to visit my friend, as today I have too much else to do. Oh, I had best stop in at the butcher shop while I am at it. Hmm, I would like to stop in to the post office and get a couple of change of address cards while I am at it. Though that might end up being a tomorrow thing. I am not even sure I will get all this done.
While dealing with one of my bills, I was able to get the address corrected, got the news that this one is actually going to be automatic on August 2nd, and I ordered cable tv while at it. I will need, of course, now to actually, you know, BUY A TV (and sound system, as most tv's suck soundwise, but I don't need 1000w either)! My mother would go nuts without her... soaps? Or tv anyway. I think she is done with soaps, actually. And, sometime soon, I need to get another bed. I am thinking queen, maybe twin (or is double the next down from queen). A firm mattress, to be sure. Pillow top is not necessary. No fancy head or foot-boards for now, either. Just a mattress, box spring, and frame. Buying new really seems to be the only option, if you know anything about beds.
Too much! Oh well.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Cat 1, human 0.
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I often let Sam out when she wants to go outside. Sometimes I do not know what she wants, though, so she gets pets, light scratching, and attention. The only time I sort of shoo her is when her tail end goes up, she meows oddly, and she looks at me a bit too intently. None of that, this is not, after all... well, a cathouse! As time goes by, I am learning her language. She is plainly not simply a dumb beast. She is not a linguist either. So, I learn.
After experimenting with her a bit, I finally figured something out. When she comes to the door and makes a fuss she does not always want let in. Sometimes she wants me to go out with her! Yes, she does. And I did go out a couple of times. My hair is funny, as it is an off day. Even brushing it just gives that Einstein look. So, I missed out on more time with her, and outside on the steps, due to pride. I will have to fix this. If I need to shower nearly every day, then so be it. It is nice to have a friend invite me out, even for a simple evening porch sit and good company.
I do like that cat. I think I actually have grown to love her. Vomit, weird ways, and all. Oh, her new food has helped a great deal with the vomiting, and she likes it a good deal more. Same brand, but includes some of the things she likes I guess. So, here I sit like a fool at a machine that does me no good while I could be outdoors having some fun. I will fix this. I would like the score to be more like cat 1, human 1.
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I often let Sam out when she wants to go outside. Sometimes I do not know what she wants, though, so she gets pets, light scratching, and attention. The only time I sort of shoo her is when her tail end goes up, she meows oddly, and she looks at me a bit too intently. None of that, this is not, after all... well, a cathouse! As time goes by, I am learning her language. She is plainly not simply a dumb beast. She is not a linguist either. So, I learn.
After experimenting with her a bit, I finally figured something out. When she comes to the door and makes a fuss she does not always want let in. Sometimes she wants me to go out with her! Yes, she does. And I did go out a couple of times. My hair is funny, as it is an off day. Even brushing it just gives that Einstein look. So, I missed out on more time with her, and outside on the steps, due to pride. I will have to fix this. If I need to shower nearly every day, then so be it. It is nice to have a friend invite me out, even for a simple evening porch sit and good company.
I do like that cat. I think I actually have grown to love her. Vomit, weird ways, and all. Oh, her new food has helped a great deal with the vomiting, and she likes it a good deal more. Same brand, but includes some of the things she likes I guess. So, here I sit like a fool at a machine that does me no good while I could be outdoors having some fun. I will fix this. I would like the score to be more like cat 1, human 1.
News and some thoughts.
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Most of this is Utah news, though some of even that has potential for much larger eventual impact.
This first piece started a chain of thoughts concerning feminism, and the social impact it has, is, and will have on women's lives for some time to come. Whether we, as a nation and society, politically, socially, and religiously end feminism as we know it or not, one of two other things or their collusion will. Either in breaking the federal bank, eliminating sports and science studies for men, depopulation through abortive means and through contraception, all leading to a decline in the viability of the nation... or through an actual attack, or number of attacks, any nation with our level of feminism is destined to die, hard. The second wave of victims of this socialist monstrosity, however, are already being carted away.
This is a local topic which might or might not have legs. I think not, however, due to initiation costs at this point and the lack of any real noticeable cost reductions to bureaucracy. At least not at this time. I have been considering whether this was a great or bad idea. Considering the expense involved in implementation, along with confusion and other problems, it is probably not something I would have really wanted. However, having access to public agencies later and earlier in the day, worker satisfaction (which can improve function), and some other things, I am not sure I would want them to change it back at this point.
I was not terribly surprised this next report made national news. I was depressed about the direction it took. Oh, so a couple of state workers broke the law by... exposing thousands of lawbreakers? WTF!?! No, seriously. Beyond that, if a few state workers have this information, it means finding and deporting illegals is actually as difficult, as say, opening a phone book. Would it catch every one of them? It would not need to do so. Look to Arizona for a clue. Now, something that has to be considered is real migrant workers. They are useful, helpful, economically needed. We do need to have some contract with Mexico regarding this. Migrant, however, does not mean U.S. citizen equivalent, does not mean food stamps, does not net Social Security checks, and does not allow for medical, dental, or educational opportunities, or should not. And, I would like to see an end to the anchor baby loop-hole. Amazing.
This last is a small, seeming very local, isolated event. And yet it may well be the beginning of the end for something that has gone on far too long. Native Americans have been given, albeit often mostly worthless and small, patches of land upon which to create their own nations. Hmm, trying to think back in history where such things have happened, and lasted this long. There were, of course, negotiated settlements granting land access, safety in an area, or such. But usually, when the need to negotiate ended, so too did the contracts. How much, currently, is the US taxpayer pumping into "foreign nations" on it's own land? Time to quit this whole charade, integrate or allow to emigrate, and call the thing done. The choice was to wipe them out to a child or this. But this is enough, over done, and needs to end. I do not even care about who is wrong or right on that particular issue, legally or morally, by the way. Though anything that is fighting both a tribal group of people AND the EPA could not be all bad. It would be nice to have an EPA I could actually trust to support though too.
Time for more cereal. Perhaps burgers tonight.
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Most of this is Utah news, though some of even that has potential for much larger eventual impact.
This first piece started a chain of thoughts concerning feminism, and the social impact it has, is, and will have on women's lives for some time to come. Whether we, as a nation and society, politically, socially, and religiously end feminism as we know it or not, one of two other things or their collusion will. Either in breaking the federal bank, eliminating sports and science studies for men, depopulation through abortive means and through contraception, all leading to a decline in the viability of the nation... or through an actual attack, or number of attacks, any nation with our level of feminism is destined to die, hard. The second wave of victims of this socialist monstrosity, however, are already being carted away.
This is a local topic which might or might not have legs. I think not, however, due to initiation costs at this point and the lack of any real noticeable cost reductions to bureaucracy. At least not at this time. I have been considering whether this was a great or bad idea. Considering the expense involved in implementation, along with confusion and other problems, it is probably not something I would have really wanted. However, having access to public agencies later and earlier in the day, worker satisfaction (which can improve function), and some other things, I am not sure I would want them to change it back at this point.
I was not terribly surprised this next report made national news. I was depressed about the direction it took. Oh, so a couple of state workers broke the law by... exposing thousands of lawbreakers? WTF!?! No, seriously. Beyond that, if a few state workers have this information, it means finding and deporting illegals is actually as difficult, as say, opening a phone book. Would it catch every one of them? It would not need to do so. Look to Arizona for a clue. Now, something that has to be considered is real migrant workers. They are useful, helpful, economically needed. We do need to have some contract with Mexico regarding this. Migrant, however, does not mean U.S. citizen equivalent, does not mean food stamps, does not net Social Security checks, and does not allow for medical, dental, or educational opportunities, or should not. And, I would like to see an end to the anchor baby loop-hole. Amazing.
This last is a small, seeming very local, isolated event. And yet it may well be the beginning of the end for something that has gone on far too long. Native Americans have been given, albeit often mostly worthless and small, patches of land upon which to create their own nations. Hmm, trying to think back in history where such things have happened, and lasted this long. There were, of course, negotiated settlements granting land access, safety in an area, or such. But usually, when the need to negotiate ended, so too did the contracts. How much, currently, is the US taxpayer pumping into "foreign nations" on it's own land? Time to quit this whole charade, integrate or allow to emigrate, and call the thing done. The choice was to wipe them out to a child or this. But this is enough, over done, and needs to end. I do not even care about who is wrong or right on that particular issue, legally or morally, by the way. Though anything that is fighting both a tribal group of people AND the EPA could not be all bad. It would be nice to have an EPA I could actually trust to support though too.
Time for more cereal. Perhaps burgers tonight.
Doing a few things on the list and thinking.
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Breakfast was good. The cereal was good, and I have enough left for another meal. I do not think I overcooked it. I did get one grouping of paperwork, or I should say another, or even one more set, completed and faxed to the insurance company. I think it was another one to my insurer, though... I am simply losing track on that. I had to chase down several other pieces from other mailings and documents to obtain the information they required. I am quickly losing track of everything I need to do in the business world. This is a potential problem, so I really have to get on all that.
I also wanted to make clear... I am not serious about everything I write here. When I say women are flirting, I cannot be sure. My guess, even if I happen to be an alpha and even if there is something to that... Well, I am an old man, overweight, have not even touched a woman in over six years, and I have a vivid imagination. For all I know, they look at me with the same delight they... see their father or grandfather. *shrug* I will leave it there, at least on that. Beyond, my opinions, thoughts, suggestions... Come on, add in the above self description to the fact that I have been nearly cripplingly disabled for 20 years, cannot seem to track my mail, bills, business... hell even my shoes sometimes, and then you get a more complete picture. I enjoy the notion of being all that but I know the truth and you should as well.
Now, my opinions I try to base within reason. My angers I attempt to sort into categories and find the sources of such, and finally give an accounting of that. However, I may easily and sometimes happily kick the tree beside the car, when it is the car that is broken down. The tree may have nothing to do with the matter, it may simply be handy or less risky for a number of reasons to kick. Beyond being a reasoning, thoughtful, interested human, I am, well, a human. Go figure.
Just blowing bubbles while clearing the baffles.
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Breakfast was good. The cereal was good, and I have enough left for another meal. I do not think I overcooked it. I did get one grouping of paperwork, or I should say another, or even one more set, completed and faxed to the insurance company. I think it was another one to my insurer, though... I am simply losing track on that. I had to chase down several other pieces from other mailings and documents to obtain the information they required. I am quickly losing track of everything I need to do in the business world. This is a potential problem, so I really have to get on all that.
I also wanted to make clear... I am not serious about everything I write here. When I say women are flirting, I cannot be sure. My guess, even if I happen to be an alpha and even if there is something to that... Well, I am an old man, overweight, have not even touched a woman in over six years, and I have a vivid imagination. For all I know, they look at me with the same delight they... see their father or grandfather. *shrug* I will leave it there, at least on that. Beyond, my opinions, thoughts, suggestions... Come on, add in the above self description to the fact that I have been nearly cripplingly disabled for 20 years, cannot seem to track my mail, bills, business... hell even my shoes sometimes, and then you get a more complete picture. I enjoy the notion of being all that but I know the truth and you should as well.
Now, my opinions I try to base within reason. My angers I attempt to sort into categories and find the sources of such, and finally give an accounting of that. However, I may easily and sometimes happily kick the tree beside the car, when it is the car that is broken down. The tree may have nothing to do with the matter, it may simply be handy or less risky for a number of reasons to kick. Beyond being a reasoning, thoughtful, interested human, I am, well, a human. Go figure.
Just blowing bubbles while clearing the baffles.
Monday, July 19, 2010
The hand.
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The finger wounded hand is coming along rather nicely. After... some number of days, I have been able to take the really gimped look of the hand to cosmetically normal... with a little help. I can push the finger into place, most of the time. Sometimes it swells or tightens back up though. It is a far cry from when I first started with those exercises. However, strength is still a major problem. At least compared to my right hand. The Dyna-Flex works on grip, but only to a degree. For closing grip I will need to get something else. I went to a local sporting goods store today for that reason. I found the only coil connected handle squeeze exercise piece there. But this time, before simply buying and walking off with hope and surety, I opened the box and tried them. No good, my right and left hand can squeeze that set as easy as pie.
Since then I have looked online. There are many sets, ranging in resistance or so I have it, from 100 to 350 pounds. They are offered here, there, and everywhere. Which strength should I get? Should I get a set of all six pieces? Where is the best price, can I trust that site. I love the internet, and hate it too. I also saw an exercise piece that works each finger independently. It too has a range, from 7,8, or 9 pounds, IIRC. I have no idea which to get, what to get, all or none? I am thinking on it.
I will call the V.A. tomorrow and check about rehabilitation. My guess is they will ask me to get a referral from my primary, who may or may not even see me. I wonder what she will say about the blood pressure? Still, I will let her know that my blood pressure is now no longer her concern. She has been fired regarding that matter. It is only the finger she needs to concern herself with. Pun slightly intended.
I am cooking some cereal tonight in hopes of it being ready, left on the stove overnight, for a healthy warm-up and eat breakfast in the morning. Not eating regularly, after doing so with good foods for a bit, is murder. Damn, this whole life thing, once you get sort of some kind of roll going, it becomes addictive. The cereal I chose is a 9-grain mix, in meal form this time. Perhaps my cooking process is the wrong way to go about it, we will see. If it is wrong, it will be concrete. I know this. But I thought it was rather... raw. If so, it will need all that I give it tonight and then some cooking in the morning.
Wow. Wildlife of some sort outside. I went to look over my little garden and get Sam as it is nearing bedtime. As I neared the garden, and the tree near it, something stirred, violently and closely. At first I had no idea what it was. A second time, pretty close to the first spot. I head in, having no clue quite yet. A third and a fourth time, though further and further away. Sam is lolling in the drive, not worried a bit. Then as I get near the door she heads my way but simply does not wish to deign satisfy my whim. Women! So, Sam under my arm, in we go. With the door safely shut, I consider what I heard. Hmm, flapping wings? Check, I think. Sam had no fear? Check, I think. It was some type of owl or other bird trying to flush prey. Still, it was close, new to me in a startling manner, and rather unnerving. The other local wildlife has been inside. No, mice are... not a problem.
I remember Bane discussing a spider about the size of a silver dollar. He described the monstrosity in detail. I think he called it a Wolf spider? Today, while finishing my loo reading, I stood up, turned around, and... there he was. He had been behind me for some period of time, though certainly after I... began my reading. I did not bother to kill him. Unlike women, I see no need. My guess is he is neither poisonous nor even a pest. He probably tends the real pests, that of flies, mosquitoes, and various other less welcome guests. No, I let him alone and he did likewise. No high 8's maybe, but it is enough. I think I will have my mother use the other bathroom. It is bigger, has more storage, has a shower and a bath, and is nicer all around. But at night, she will be using the master bedroom so the master bathroom. Maybe she will not see him? I would hate to kill my new found ally for the happiness of my mother's two week stay whim. I could shoo him and say he got away though too.
Good night.
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The finger wounded hand is coming along rather nicely. After... some number of days, I have been able to take the really gimped look of the hand to cosmetically normal... with a little help. I can push the finger into place, most of the time. Sometimes it swells or tightens back up though. It is a far cry from when I first started with those exercises. However, strength is still a major problem. At least compared to my right hand. The Dyna-Flex works on grip, but only to a degree. For closing grip I will need to get something else. I went to a local sporting goods store today for that reason. I found the only coil connected handle squeeze exercise piece there. But this time, before simply buying and walking off with hope and surety, I opened the box and tried them. No good, my right and left hand can squeeze that set as easy as pie.
Since then I have looked online. There are many sets, ranging in resistance or so I have it, from 100 to 350 pounds. They are offered here, there, and everywhere. Which strength should I get? Should I get a set of all six pieces? Where is the best price, can I trust that site. I love the internet, and hate it too. I also saw an exercise piece that works each finger independently. It too has a range, from 7,8, or 9 pounds, IIRC. I have no idea which to get, what to get, all or none? I am thinking on it.
I will call the V.A. tomorrow and check about rehabilitation. My guess is they will ask me to get a referral from my primary, who may or may not even see me. I wonder what she will say about the blood pressure? Still, I will let her know that my blood pressure is now no longer her concern. She has been fired regarding that matter. It is only the finger she needs to concern herself with. Pun slightly intended.
I am cooking some cereal tonight in hopes of it being ready, left on the stove overnight, for a healthy warm-up and eat breakfast in the morning. Not eating regularly, after doing so with good foods for a bit, is murder. Damn, this whole life thing, once you get sort of some kind of roll going, it becomes addictive. The cereal I chose is a 9-grain mix, in meal form this time. Perhaps my cooking process is the wrong way to go about it, we will see. If it is wrong, it will be concrete. I know this. But I thought it was rather... raw. If so, it will need all that I give it tonight and then some cooking in the morning.
Wow. Wildlife of some sort outside. I went to look over my little garden and get Sam as it is nearing bedtime. As I neared the garden, and the tree near it, something stirred, violently and closely. At first I had no idea what it was. A second time, pretty close to the first spot. I head in, having no clue quite yet. A third and a fourth time, though further and further away. Sam is lolling in the drive, not worried a bit. Then as I get near the door she heads my way but simply does not wish to deign satisfy my whim. Women! So, Sam under my arm, in we go. With the door safely shut, I consider what I heard. Hmm, flapping wings? Check, I think. Sam had no fear? Check, I think. It was some type of owl or other bird trying to flush prey. Still, it was close, new to me in a startling manner, and rather unnerving. The other local wildlife has been inside. No, mice are... not a problem.
I remember Bane discussing a spider about the size of a silver dollar. He described the monstrosity in detail. I think he called it a Wolf spider? Today, while finishing my loo reading, I stood up, turned around, and... there he was. He had been behind me for some period of time, though certainly after I... began my reading. I did not bother to kill him. Unlike women, I see no need. My guess is he is neither poisonous nor even a pest. He probably tends the real pests, that of flies, mosquitoes, and various other less welcome guests. No, I let him alone and he did likewise. No high 8's maybe, but it is enough. I think I will have my mother use the other bathroom. It is bigger, has more storage, has a shower and a bath, and is nicer all around. But at night, she will be using the master bedroom so the master bathroom. Maybe she will not see him? I would hate to kill my new found ally for the happiness of my mother's two week stay whim. I could shoo him and say he got away though too.
Good night.
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!
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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!
Sunday, July 18, 2010
A slow day.
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A low and slow day. Little has been done, little will be done. I did go shooting, always a good thing. I did get a couple meals in, still have not been able to do three meals yet. The idea is to first get to three meals, then cut those and do snacks. It is in the works. It might take some time to internalize. But it is on the list. A drive up the canyon, later in the day, was perfect for shooting. Shaded and cool, lead was known to fly. Oh, I also found out about matches. Once I get my reloader set up and going, I may dig into that a bit more. They are ISPCA where I am looking more for practical, but it would be a start, might well be a lead in, and would not hurt a bit to investigate. If one is to make local friends, friends who happen to be good or improving shooters are a decent place to start.
I have been having a wonderful time with women and girls lately. No, no, I have been being a good boy. But flirting is too damn much fun to ignore, pass up, or whatnot. So many kittens and only one me, it is harsh. The nice thing, for me, is I probably would not pick a one of them. I know too much and know what I am dealing with, woman wise. But I can enjoy. One of the things that has baffled me has become more clear. A grown woman will give a man an amazingly quick glance and then she will either like him or up-the-nose-goes and he becomes Bantha fodder. Bam! That fast. So, I have never really been able to figure out what in particular women like. Girls, on the other hand, have not attained to Jedi Mistress status, and the force is not always giving them the speed they need to hide their interest. It has happened three times in the last week, and I think I figured it out. It is not just my size, though that is summed as... 'very nice'. It is my chest size. I have had three girls look at my chest and just light up. Ah... Okies. Still, a bit spooky. Way way too young. And way way too lit up. *sweating bullets and praying*
Tomorrow is a day which has me worried. The heat is not helping function, but I have not been getting up early or well this whole weekend. I may try evening showers again. I have been sore, too hot, weak, and incapable. It may be all, or mostly, heat. Or it might be illness creeping back in. It worries me. If showers do not fix it, I may try a window air conditioner in my room. I will need 2x4's, but I need a couple anyway for another project, so I might as well buy a small collection. It will be interesting to see how I can get whole 2x4's home. I could measure, cut, and put them in. But I am not comfortable with that, and there may come I time where I need the whole 2x4s. So... I will work this out. A half a dozen should do. But plywood panels? I am thinking I need a trailer of some type. I would prefer a small, say 6x8 enclosed (completely), one with a decent payload capacity. As long as there are means, inside, of tying things off, such a device would be great. I blather.
Tomorrow, though, I have an appointment. I will then take a movie over to my friend's place, then we are going shooting again in the afternoon. I definitely need the practice. After that, no appointments until Thursday, so home is where I will be trying to put my hands to hard labor. I have been lagging and I cannot let that lead to failure. I have too much to do. I have things I need to do and things I want to do. Hiking to the dam this week, at least once, for a swim, is on my list. With three free days to do that, during the week when the dam is less crowded, I am hoping I get it done.
I have to push through my pre-occupations and occupations if I want to move forward... I have to do that. I must do it. I want to do it. I will do it.
Good night, siblings, all 31 or so of you.
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A low and slow day. Little has been done, little will be done. I did go shooting, always a good thing. I did get a couple meals in, still have not been able to do three meals yet. The idea is to first get to three meals, then cut those and do snacks. It is in the works. It might take some time to internalize. But it is on the list. A drive up the canyon, later in the day, was perfect for shooting. Shaded and cool, lead was known to fly. Oh, I also found out about matches. Once I get my reloader set up and going, I may dig into that a bit more. They are ISPCA where I am looking more for practical, but it would be a start, might well be a lead in, and would not hurt a bit to investigate. If one is to make local friends, friends who happen to be good or improving shooters are a decent place to start.
I have been having a wonderful time with women and girls lately. No, no, I have been being a good boy. But flirting is too damn much fun to ignore, pass up, or whatnot. So many kittens and only one me, it is harsh. The nice thing, for me, is I probably would not pick a one of them. I know too much and know what I am dealing with, woman wise. But I can enjoy. One of the things that has baffled me has become more clear. A grown woman will give a man an amazingly quick glance and then she will either like him or up-the-nose-goes and he becomes Bantha fodder. Bam! That fast. So, I have never really been able to figure out what in particular women like. Girls, on the other hand, have not attained to Jedi Mistress status, and the force is not always giving them the speed they need to hide their interest. It has happened three times in the last week, and I think I figured it out. It is not just my size, though that is summed as... 'very nice'. It is my chest size. I have had three girls look at my chest and just light up. Ah... Okies. Still, a bit spooky. Way way too young. And way way too lit up. *sweating bullets and praying*
Tomorrow is a day which has me worried. The heat is not helping function, but I have not been getting up early or well this whole weekend. I may try evening showers again. I have been sore, too hot, weak, and incapable. It may be all, or mostly, heat. Or it might be illness creeping back in. It worries me. If showers do not fix it, I may try a window air conditioner in my room. I will need 2x4's, but I need a couple anyway for another project, so I might as well buy a small collection. It will be interesting to see how I can get whole 2x4's home. I could measure, cut, and put them in. But I am not comfortable with that, and there may come I time where I need the whole 2x4s. So... I will work this out. A half a dozen should do. But plywood panels? I am thinking I need a trailer of some type. I would prefer a small, say 6x8 enclosed (completely), one with a decent payload capacity. As long as there are means, inside, of tying things off, such a device would be great. I blather.
Tomorrow, though, I have an appointment. I will then take a movie over to my friend's place, then we are going shooting again in the afternoon. I definitely need the practice. After that, no appointments until Thursday, so home is where I will be trying to put my hands to hard labor. I have been lagging and I cannot let that lead to failure. I have too much to do. I have things I need to do and things I want to do. Hiking to the dam this week, at least once, for a swim, is on my list. With three free days to do that, during the week when the dam is less crowded, I am hoping I get it done.
I have to push through my pre-occupations and occupations if I want to move forward... I have to do that. I must do it. I want to do it. I will do it.
Good night, siblings, all 31 or so of you.
At no matter what age...
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There are some things any of us should not see. And, not always for the reasons you think. I just saw something that I should not have seen. My mother is arriving in two weeks. Can I forget in time? I pray every night, at every meal, and sometimes just because. I do not think God is going to help me on this one. That is all I am saying.
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There are some things any of us should not see. And, not always for the reasons you think. I just saw something that I should not have seen. My mother is arriving in two weeks. Can I forget in time? I pray every night, at every meal, and sometimes just because. I do not think God is going to help me on this one. That is all I am saying.
SurvivalBlog has a contest.
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And I am considering entering it. The prizes? Nice, but not really why. I doubt if I have a winner, if a little work could at least get some notice. Even a nod would be sort of a 'whatever' thing. What I would like to do is activate people. Here is the very rough first shot.
I Can’t Do It!
I am a disabled man. The exact name of the illness is not even known to me. The end result is a need for sleep that I struggle through every day, exhaustion as if I had gone to bed at 22:00 and woken at 0:00, and live my life like that. My ability to function, of course, is severely impacted. Getting to the grocery store, at times, has been so difficult that I have lived without food for a week at a time. So, I buy in as large of quantities as is possible, when I do go. That was my life for nearly 2 decades. I had quit all medicine as none of it really worked. High blood pressure and diabetes became additional concerns. And life was feeling a little constrained.
For whatever reason, I began to dream of mountains. I dreamed of owning a house. I was thinking of living with a more conservative people, at that time I lived in an ultra-liberal enclave in Iowa. I also started thinking about survival. As bad of shape as I was in, I also knew that the rest of the country was in bad shape and that it was only going to get worse. And so it has. So, I started to plan. Initially my forays into online information was, I would say, recreational. It was until it wasn’t.
Two years ago, I began speaking with a neighbor, who happened to be from Utah, about some of these things. He, a family man, earning is doctorate in English, was definitely on a different track. Though, I think, he would have liked many of my ideas ideally, he had a wife, children, and career which would not allow for much of my ideas. Still, he ended up being an exceptional source of ideas. Actually, it was he who suggested Utah.
Last year, in spite of all of my issues, and with a great deal of assistance, I packed up my belongings, moved to a bigger city for the region, and began putting plans into action. It has been a brutal year. I have moved 4 times, sum total. I have lived in a retched college dorm type place, then a decent house, and finally my own home… on lend from the bank mind you. I have had help with moving. I have made friends with a few of the locals. But I have learned and grown a great deal beyond that life I had known.
In my new place, still unpacking, and after having figured out a bit about plumbing, I am just now getting to the actuality of food storage, long and short term. I am considering alternative energy possibilities if those are a bit off, I am looking into the possibility of a well. Of course, I am also looking at preparing my home, the grounds, and my gear for a serious decline. So much yet to do, and yet so much done.
I have done this over my health issues. I have done this while wounded, cutting the index finger in half a month or so ago, and I have done this all against all odds. I have no great fortune and do not make much, if it is a bit secure. I have even learned to live without air conditioning. Though I may get a device for my Mother’s visit, I am changing myself.
All I am saying is, if you think you can’t, you may be quite wrong. Just don’t expect to do it in a day. I am far from done, but I am also far from what I had thought was home. My changes are coming in spits, and now encompass every part of my life. Nothing I do, used to do, or consider doing is not viewed and reviewed in the light of what I am learning. But it does not stop there.
Though still ill, still crippled to a degree, I am beginning to come to much greater stamina and function. I am not as tired, if I still must push pretty hard to simply get out of my chair. I am learning about electricity, plumbing, rainwater catches, on and off grid energy systems, and food preparation, and so many other things. I am in an engineering level, full court press, educational system about survival living and prep. Even my high blood pressure is good, almost as good as the best medicine they ever offered, though without the need to sleep 18 hours to 3 days at a time while taking it.
Really, if you want to do this, you can. What it means is going out of yourself. Whether it is your job or a disability which keeps you occupied, you will have to tend that AND THEN do this. It is not easy. Luckily for me, many of my natural inclinations such as where to live, and my interest in the outdoors from fishing to hunting to hiking and camping, have lent well to these plans. Still, I had to get out of bed, I had to leave my computer chair, and I had to do a lot of work. I have a lot more to do. If I can do it, the choice for most regular people is absolutely in their own hands.
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And I am considering entering it. The prizes? Nice, but not really why. I doubt if I have a winner, if a little work could at least get some notice. Even a nod would be sort of a 'whatever' thing. What I would like to do is activate people. Here is the very rough first shot.
I Can’t Do It!
I am a disabled man. The exact name of the illness is not even known to me. The end result is a need for sleep that I struggle through every day, exhaustion as if I had gone to bed at 22:00 and woken at 0:00, and live my life like that. My ability to function, of course, is severely impacted. Getting to the grocery store, at times, has been so difficult that I have lived without food for a week at a time. So, I buy in as large of quantities as is possible, when I do go. That was my life for nearly 2 decades. I had quit all medicine as none of it really worked. High blood pressure and diabetes became additional concerns. And life was feeling a little constrained.
For whatever reason, I began to dream of mountains. I dreamed of owning a house. I was thinking of living with a more conservative people, at that time I lived in an ultra-liberal enclave in Iowa. I also started thinking about survival. As bad of shape as I was in, I also knew that the rest of the country was in bad shape and that it was only going to get worse. And so it has. So, I started to plan. Initially my forays into online information was, I would say, recreational. It was until it wasn’t.
Two years ago, I began speaking with a neighbor, who happened to be from Utah, about some of these things. He, a family man, earning is doctorate in English, was definitely on a different track. Though, I think, he would have liked many of my ideas ideally, he had a wife, children, and career which would not allow for much of my ideas. Still, he ended up being an exceptional source of ideas. Actually, it was he who suggested Utah.
Last year, in spite of all of my issues, and with a great deal of assistance, I packed up my belongings, moved to a bigger city for the region, and began putting plans into action. It has been a brutal year. I have moved 4 times, sum total. I have lived in a retched college dorm type place, then a decent house, and finally my own home… on lend from the bank mind you. I have had help with moving. I have made friends with a few of the locals. But I have learned and grown a great deal beyond that life I had known.
In my new place, still unpacking, and after having figured out a bit about plumbing, I am just now getting to the actuality of food storage, long and short term. I am considering alternative energy possibilities if those are a bit off, I am looking into the possibility of a well. Of course, I am also looking at preparing my home, the grounds, and my gear for a serious decline. So much yet to do, and yet so much done.
I have done this over my health issues. I have done this while wounded, cutting the index finger in half a month or so ago, and I have done this all against all odds. I have no great fortune and do not make much, if it is a bit secure. I have even learned to live without air conditioning. Though I may get a device for my Mother’s visit, I am changing myself.
All I am saying is, if you think you can’t, you may be quite wrong. Just don’t expect to do it in a day. I am far from done, but I am also far from what I had thought was home. My changes are coming in spits, and now encompass every part of my life. Nothing I do, used to do, or consider doing is not viewed and reviewed in the light of what I am learning. But it does not stop there.
Though still ill, still crippled to a degree, I am beginning to come to much greater stamina and function. I am not as tired, if I still must push pretty hard to simply get out of my chair. I am learning about electricity, plumbing, rainwater catches, on and off grid energy systems, and food preparation, and so many other things. I am in an engineering level, full court press, educational system about survival living and prep. Even my high blood pressure is good, almost as good as the best medicine they ever offered, though without the need to sleep 18 hours to 3 days at a time while taking it.
Really, if you want to do this, you can. What it means is going out of yourself. Whether it is your job or a disability which keeps you occupied, you will have to tend that AND THEN do this. It is not easy. Luckily for me, many of my natural inclinations such as where to live, and my interest in the outdoors from fishing to hunting to hiking and camping, have lent well to these plans. Still, I had to get out of bed, I had to leave my computer chair, and I had to do a lot of work. I have a lot more to do. If I can do it, the choice for most regular people is absolutely in their own hands.
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