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Okay, so I got busy with my procrastination. At least there was some movement. But I also never got my cookies. Trade-offs, you know. Today I have to get the bike in, then return in time to take Sam in. I hate making two trips but that is just the way of things. It is far too hot to leave Sam in the vehicle. And yet, without having a clear idea of how long a visit with the bike-man of Walcatraz might take, I can't just leave Sam at the vet and try to do that. Plus, the timing might be off. I am about to call, hopefully getting to speak directly with the wrench wielder, to set up a good time to catch him (though it might reasonably be later in the week).

While I was sorting something, I found unopened shirts I had meant to send back. When I first tried them, I realized I would never fit them. Quite a bit too small last I checked. After losing just 15 pounds in water weight though they fit perfectly. Maybe even a bit loose, though washing should fix that. I had to measure my chest, out of curiosity. Hmm, that doesn't make sense. When I moved here I wore, plus or minus just a bit depending on the day, XXLT (two extra large tall). I am now a LT (large tall). Hey, I love this sign language stuff (stuff). Never mind. Measuring my chest though... I have only lost one inch in chest size. I went from 52" (fifty two inches) to 51" (fifty one inches). (No, I'm not going to do that all day and everywhere (everywhere).)

Ah, goofy moods in the morning are fun. They might not be worthy of sharing. Though some people might get a kick out of it. Beats more whining? Not more wining, which is it's own thing, at least if you aren't in the search for a 12-step group. Been there done that but I got better. Some really can't on their own. I have always wondered how real anything is. Of course I doubt anything "psychiatry" and "psychology". Heck, I doubt officially, academically, standardized common medicine, and on into holistic and homeopathy for the most part. Mom's remedies often worked (though weren't always the best, either). I don't know if any of you had this, but my mother would put butter on burns. It always worked out, but in a more serious burn, the butter will insulate the area and cause the burn to go deeper than it otherwise would, potentially making it more serious. Then again, I think she switched to just cold water... or the butter was for someone who wouldn't use the water? Something. Anyway, that's my goofy brain on 'morning'. Hey, but even after a later night I am up a bit earlier again.

They have me journaling my bp and weight. The nice thing about that, beside what it does for them, is that it makes clear what time I am getting up, and patterns, as I decided to log the time as well. Perhaps that is, or will, help get me on track. I see I am battling a bulge toward noon. Two days of earlier rises in a row. It is such a struggle to fall asleep though, at times. Other nights I just can't seem to get enough good sleep.

I did email the maker of the solar oven, by the way. I doubted, since the latest post was in '08, that I would receive a response, or a timely one. In my email this morning was a response. I had indicated what changes I would make and he thought those sounded reasonable. Though he won't be in contact much this summer, he is about to take a bike ride. He certainly has no clue how 'fast' I work, so no need to worry about a cross country bike ride interfering! But that is all good. I jumped the gun a bit on that, but since I had already started on design plans and was already shopping for aluminized mylar last night, I thought maybe, just maybe, I might actually move on this. I am motivated to do SOMETHING, ANYTHING, to get me up, out, moving, doing. Something I don't fear as much as other things I am curious about or which are on my list. Fear of money, time, timing, effort, coordination. Something I might be able to do piecemeal, as I can afford, but really move fairly quickly on.

For example, the roof on the coop will require, in addition to what I have already laid out, the rental of a construction dumpster, the moving of construction materials to the site, a complete teardown of what is on that roof, a rebuild of base wood (perhaps even rafters if they look/feel bad), a tar paper type layer over that, drilling of several various holes (which I am not sure my cordless will manage and it's a bit far for my cord I think, so I might have to consider a more powerful cordless drill (and two batteries)), and probably some weather sealing around the screws (which I am unsure about, though I think perhaps some type of clear calking). Yeah, okay. Well, the first part, ordering in a construction dumpster? That is, from what I have heard, around $200 (and I'm not even sure if that is for a week, a month, or what, nor am I sure if there is then a removal fee). If it is a week, that would require a hellalot of work to be planned, coordinated, and completed in a hurry (though I could do the teardown ahead of time, but that is risky with the beasties in the pen, for them without building a small fenced area to keep them out and then being careful in the teardown), or several weeks of rental (which I don't want to afford). And, actually, I haven't even checked for wasps again yet. Yeah... it gets complicated and potentially very expensive very fast. That's all. I just didn't see all that up front until I had most of the materials and was really thinking I would begin digging in. I need something just a wee less... immense, for now. I'll be into a new roof for... heck... a thousand dollars, maybe two, and work. Something. But I will have all the junk off the property, I will have a functional coop, I will have a good roof on it. Not a bad price but too much for right now to quite see myself through, in many ways.

Well, on to the day. I best get finding out about the bike-man before he flies the coop or it gets too late. If you are having a bright cheery sunny day, super. Just understand... You probably don't know what is going on. Wish I could join you! Bah, but have a great day.