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It looks like I plum ran out of steam. I did those things this morning, and was sitting down to figure out a grocery list when I found myself waking up from a nap. Not too bad a deal though. I am not sure when I ended up back in bed, but it was probably after 10:00, and I woke sometime very shortly after noon. I didn't see it coming. But there it is. Hmm, it almost doesn't look like they picked up my trash. I hope so, but... Perhaps they haven't come by yet. Oh gee, what a mess if they failed for some reason though.
I am considering whether I should go to town or not. There are many things I need to do and some things I want to do. But I know, even on this, a cooler day, it will be a monstrous effort. Should I burn up getting to it and probably killing all other efforts for the day and for possibly even tomorrow? After the events yesterday I realize I am still not back on my feet. Everything I do costs in time needed for recovery. If most things you do is akin to doing your maximum physical effort, then continuing that for double what you have ever done it, being active begins to look a little dicey. And you know, once you start, you can't really stop. The things I need to do I will not have the energy to do again soon. So a half effort would mean some things wouldn't be done for probably another week with what else I have scheduled this week. Damn but I hate this illness. I was right, finally knowing what it really is isn't helping.
Perhaps if I go through another round of waking up I might be able to dig in and get going. Some food would be good but the prep would slow me down, as would actually eating due to the digestive processes. Being a little hungry is an incentive, if I put food without dishes on the itinerary. Especially something I find particularly tasty. A real hamburger at Ruby Tuesdays, if they are still open. Lately I haven't seen much in the way of vehicles parked in their lot. Perhaps that is just the times I have been there. Then again, they were one of the places that, after I had a beer there, I was followed by a cop, twice. Such behavior will kill visitors who like to have a beer. And since it is one of the very few restaurants in the area with a bar, it will kill business fast. Sizzlers, one of the times I ate there, was the other place. These are hard times for a restaurant to be messing with paying customers. Why do I think it was due to being at those places? Because other than those three times, I have never had a police car behind me. They make themselves scarce in town. They make it a point not to hassle or even seem to hassle people. Three for three and never before or since leaves me no options but to believe I was being road tested because a call from an eatery was placed.
So, maybe not Ruby Tuesdays. I don't plan on having a beer, it is just the idea. Hmm. I should be able to think of some restaurant, other than fast food, that would entice me to town. Well, there is Jimmy John's. While not quite a restaurant I would guess it is better than McDonalds? Only if I don't take soda. I don't think they have unsweetened tea though? McDonalds does, and I have no problem with the rest of their foods (though I don't like their burgers, I do love their fries). Other than sugar, the rest of it is merely calories. Now, for me, either those calories are tasty or they aren't. Then, they are either affordable at a particular time or they aren't. Hmm, maybe I could check on the barbecue joint. If being flooded out hasn't bankrupted them or allowed them an out they wanted from a tough business climate, they might be open again.
I swear, by the time a new owner of a true pit barbecue place gets the recipes down, realizes that they can't slice meats super thin, and then begins to roll, they are out of business. If it has failed, this will be the second or third owner in less than two years since it opened. I really need to figure out how to make my own slow roasting pit. Money money money, all ideas and no green. The story of my life.
Bah, in a bit I may get it rolling. Going on 14:00 so if I want to go I best go very shortly. Later.
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