I did it all.

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Before I laid my behemoth head to rest, I cleaned every pot, pan, dish, and working surface. I tossed all that was to be tossed, I put away all I had taken out, and put up what foods where to be refrigerated. The only thing I didn't do was sweep and mop, though that is on my list. It was on yesterday's list, actually. But since I knew I was going to be working with flour and making a complicated (potentially messy) meal, I saved that task for sometime after the meal (hey, a week from now is still "sometime after the meal", so hush it!). I am well pleased. I think I can make a good, home-cooked meal a few times a week. We will see. The rest of the time I can get by with my squirrel snacks of small specialty foods and leftovers. I've been hankering to get back to real cooking.

Dreams have been fairly pronounced lately. Mostly just oddball dreams. People from my past make cameo appearances, things I am doing or thinking about play parts in some of the themes. I have been enjoying them, actually. No good scary dreams unfortunately. One or two of them would have been popcorn worthy though. There is nothing like dreaming dreams that are better than Hollywood could produce, with smell-o-vision and touch-o-vision included to top it off. Whether I smell the muck of a muddy spring or feel the patters of the sprinkling rain or the embrace and delicate kiss of a maiden fair, my dreams can be rather immersive. Further, I live lifetimes in those dreams, which is partly why I feel as if I have been alive forever and a day. They are beyond color and sound. I could not imagine having dreams only in black and white, and perhaps soundless too. I have finally been able to realize they are just dreams, so that I simply sit back and watch rather than try to change things I don't like, which will kill the dream. My dreams, if they do go through toil, trouble, and things I don't like, do come around to the right endings if I let them play out.

It is raining, and has been for the last week. That might be adding to intensity. That and the approach of winter. When seasons change, while they are changing and into their first chaos, I am deeply affected. Summer is the only time where dreams are less common, due to heat and the inability to sleep as deeply I think. Even when I can cool my environment to my tastes, my body and mind somehow still know it is hot right out the door or window while I sleep. I do hope we get more sunny days before we go into that first lasting bedding of snow. With such a long winter that really went right to summer earlier this year, then the snap from winter to summer, I would like a more normal transitional fall. One can hope.

I should shower, groom, dress, and be off to see my friend. I will do just a bit of shopping while in town, and take him along should he like. I have rain kit that should handle him and cover his wheelchair as well. He is working on his prosthetic leg, getting it going, but it will still be some time. I am patient, happily.

Oh, and just the magnesium supplement, with the rest, has helped again. I have "lost" another three pounds. In two days I have lost 20% of the weight "gained" recently. I do believe it is all water weight, and all related to a magnesium (and possibly vitamin(s) B) deficiency. I need to get into town, to look for the right B vitamin mix supplement. But think of that, losing 6 pounds in two days while eating well. Only 24 pounds more to go before I can probably be in shape to begin exercising again. Ugh. I think the water weight makes doing almost anything a huge struggle. It's not just the weight, it is also what the fluid does in there. On the good side, should someone challenge me to a pissing contest at this point, I think I shall not even need to persevere... just relax... and maybe aim. *squirt*

Have a great day.