No sleep tonight.

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I did, by the way, get a couple of loads of dishes done, soaked another set of dishes, and cooked some of what I brought home from the store. I need to figure out how to keep the grill cleaner though. I know you can "cook it off", but that eats a lot of fuel and doesn't do all that good of a job. Another thing to figure out. I have time, I suppose. My back isn't killing me nearly so much now. Dishes are no more a joyful chore, but it is much easier without having to fight pain. I seem to have gotten back in recent "normal" shape rather quickly. Getting into actual shape may take a bit longer.

I could not sleep. I tried to go to bed early. I just could not get to sleep. After several hours of fake it till you make it, I gave up. It may be that I did so little my body does not feel the need. Because in spite of not sleeping I am not actually tired. My bowels are giving me fits, possibly why I couldn't sleep too. Beside growling and complaints, and several 'productive' trips into the lou, it looks like diarrhea. Not a real issue in general terms but it could mess up my fluid intake system. I'm a bit nervous about it. Hopefully it's just a very short term issue. More fluid, for sure, will be allotted.

I hope I can either just stay up for the day or get by with a nap a little later, then on to mowing. I am so close to having the yard done that I just don't want to miss the opportunity to get ahead there. I actually think Sam likes the grass being cut. She goes out much more than she had been and begs like she used to, last summer, when things were trim. I doubt if the cool spring would have had her wanting to stay in. She still has long grasses and weeds in the lot next to me, so she gets the best of both worlds.

Fresh air is pouring in and has been these last few days. With lows in the 60's, I have just kept four windows which allow for the most total flow open. I could open more, but then it is easier to forget what all is open. And, when the sun is at the right level, I will be opening the curtains again today. What a novel concept. Am I out of mourning, is life starting, or... what? I still am not sure what happened with that. Just that it struck me as the right time to open them and... so it is? I do think it means something, it is significant, as if another part of my brain lit up again, something that has been dormant, if I doubt I or anyone else really knows what happened.

Have a great morning. No quotes around morning needed this time!