Well? What... Pushing the envelope is sort of fun.

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I can't be sure when I went to bed.  I know it was after 2:00, I think it was past 3:00, I am almost certain is was well before 4:00.  Simply, I was totally spent when I went to bed.  I woke a few times to cat whisker remise, followed by a passata sotto, along with feints, second intentions, lunges and so on.  I won't swear which of the girls was on point.  I think they took turns.  Until a bit past 11:00, however, I was right where I was going to stay.  That is almost eight hours of sleep, I am... happy with that.  Now to try and shift it to an earlier waking though.  Again.

While I can't do much physically, it seems I can still wear myself out.  Further, I still have some sense of gaming.  While that section is difficult, and will continue to get more difficult per setting, I will be keeping it in mind as I play the rest of the game.  I will be practicing with that weapon, learning the keying, trying to make that second nature in real time and in fight or flight situations, and trying to improve my visual and aural cue reception and response times.  It is such a different game style, in some sense, than what I usually stay within.  While all that is easier said than done, it... will definitely be on my mind.

I have fed the girls, dealt with their litter boxes... adding more litter.  The instructions for this new litter suggest placing 1 1/2" of material in the pan.  The girls aren't particularly fond of that and I see no reason to do so.  I have added another inch or two of the new litter.  It is working quite well.  I can't wait to see if it lasts as long as it says.  It suggests, with one litter box and two cats, the litter is supposed to function for up to two weeks. That is impossible, my girls are small and relieve them outside a quarter to have the time and that wouldn't work for them, at all.  I have three litter boxes though, and two cats of course.  I don't mind stressing the stuff to the breaking point since I am clearing it daily.  I will KNOW when it begins to, or absolutely and abruptly, fails.  I don't like it, because it seems weird and such.  It is new and different, and old dogs just like... things to be as they always were.  But if it works as long as it says, with as little fuss as it has shown to be, I may stick with it.  Two six pound bags (since I want a deeper level than manufactures suggest is needed), if it works out, will replace three to four 25 pound bags of standard litter.  Just hauling that around the store and the house is enough, well, and tossing such a huge mass at the end of each week.

Then again, and too, I wasn't doing daily policing with it, so... my bad on that end.  Dunno, figuring things out.  Either I am just goofing, was ignorant, must also include my disability and inability to sometimes do things over the long term, some or all of those in combination, some math, a bit of science, and figuring out various truths.  I never know, for sure... what is just me and what is beyond my control.  If I can't keep up the daily policing, cheaper is better.  If I can, expensive wins even economically in the long run.  We will see.  All this for... cat litter?  Hey, I never said I was... a simple guy.  I also have outright declared I can be a fool.  Take your pick.  I'll just... do what I do, as I can, with what I have.

Is the turtle a fool?  The hare?  Or... are they just what they are and exactly what they are supposed to be?  Riddle me this.

Back to gaming.  Have a great day.