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Not that life ever really took off. But for seven months or so I thought it was about to. My home was kept well, dishes were (mostly) kept up, laundry was maintained, Church was attended, and I was getting out several times a week. No exercise, there were still things I had trouble with, sleep would occasionally flip-flop, so it wasn't perfect. But these last two or three months have been brutal again. Talk about a tease. I suppose if I can eke out a good seven months and lose on two or three, then get back to it... That is much better than the last 25 years where it was the opposite, in the best of times.
Though this might be an odd gauge, I do believe I am improving slightly. The game I am playing was kicking my teeth in on the beginner levels. I made it through those, twice on the lowest level, then went on to the next the hardest game style. I am now on the next to the hardest level. I am absolutely crushing through it. Then again, it may be that the way I play is literally discouraged in the lesser games. I don't just mean "geared toward" another play style but actually harmfully disfavored by direct design. I play rather cautiously. My reflexes truly are still good, at least in gaming parlance, if I prefer to not have to depend on them. Reflexes are a resource that cost a certain something... call it 'nerve' if you will. You spend nerve like you do stamina. The more you use it the less you have for the situations that only allow for success with the use of that resource. At least I am finally enjoying the game. The "easier" settings are actually much harder, unless as I suggested and I am improving.
Having the windows open for a few chilly hours today was wonderful. I still haven't quite gotten over the chill but my nose loves me for the favor. Any day I think it is over 50, perhaps in the high 40's, and the windows will be opened for various lengths of time from here on in. That clean odor gives me a push to do more cleaning and maintain that. I need incentive.
Tomorrow I hope to make it to town. A bit of shooting, if it is warm enough. Otherwise, shopping and a meal with company. More cat food and I want to see about swimming trunks. Maybe the surfer trunks with compression underwear, failing trunks I like. I prefer longer legged trunks anyway, I just don't like buying two sets of items instead of one.
Bed time, and past it, actually. Good night.
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