Ah, looks like the day!

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Before I went back to bed I did a bit'o'research.  No, not in Ireland.  It seems this things cats do is common.  It also isn't what I feared, a mating thing.  It's called a Flehmen Response.  It is a way for a cat to memorize a scent, though cats seem to not just memorize scents but to also analyze them.  All good, and yes, I feel better.  No, I'm not a cataphobe either.  I just... some things... even some notions are just a bit creepy. After the research, I went down for a bit more sleep.  Good sleep.

Waking an hour or two ago I decided hunger was a real issue.  While a bit of hunger is good to keep me active, too much hunger is a problem in itself, and might lead me to overeat at just the wrong moment, either crashing my plans or at least making the drive home a real drag.  Since it was still early, and some of the stores wouldn't have been open quite yet anyway, I decided to see what could be made.  It turned out that I still had a can of corned beef hash, a carton of jumbo eggs, and my cast frying pan has been being kept used yet cleaned.  Take all ingredients including pan, blend to a medium consistency, add a little hot sauce, pour over ice, and... breakfast.  Give or take.  A few hours to let that settle, maybe an hour more, and I should find myself in the shower, then shaven, dressed, and ready to go.

For a guy who goes slowly, I move when on my feet.  Time, you see, is the issue.  Not how much energy I expend in that time.  I remembered the last item for my list this morning, while enjoying breakfast, and added it to the list.  Finally, I put the list in order.  My goal is to hit every single item on my list and in the order now listed.  I know which way to enter town, which way to enter and leave the various shops, and believe it will be done.  I won't be able to stop and do a social call though.  Too much of what I am buying needs to be refrigerated quickly.  And with as many places as I will be stopping this constraint will be tested a bit as is.  However, with some things managed, and perhaps as a treat for doing a bit or a lot more digging if I can get to that, I will see me into town tomorrow again.  Well, soon in any case.  I really shouldn't do things day after day, that really has ended up beating me into the dirt.  Or is that actually the right way, since I seem to fall down no matter?  I still am not sure about that.

Never mind all the concerns.  At this point I simply live my life to the best of my ability, do what I can, and pick it all back up when I can.  I enjoy what I get, what I have, and what I am looking forward to doing.  Good, bad, ugly, it's just the way any particular day might be.  Since I can't change reality I have decided to change my outlook on it.  It's all good if there are times that are better.

Good morning.  Get out and have yourself a fine day.  It is up to you, you know.