A low and slow day.

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Making it to bed early and then rising early seemed good.  I crashed, though, after being up for about four hours.  I have been pushing things a bit.  Fine, fine, so long as I can get a few more things done.  My mother will just have to understand that I am not even as spry as I used to be.  Hmm, probably better to have me out of the way most of the time, anyway.

I did begin trying to track those guys down.  I found dozens of leads, none of them panning out.  I did find a picture of one of the guys I am looking for, from archives.  I don't have a date on the picture, though, for reference.  I found out about his divorces, and looked tentatively for either of his former wives.  No luck on any of the scores.  I do know a bit more about him.  The others... not a thing.  Not a clue.  Nothing, as if they simply vanished, or maybe never where!  I will do some more digging tomorrow.  I am not even sure what other tools are publicly available.  I have several now, but it hasn't proved out.  I would also like to call our district deputy and discuss a few things with him.  Tomorrow afternoon, I am thinking.  I had hoped to do that today but it got to be too late as my searches failed and I kept... chugging away.  He might even know of a few tools of which I am unaware.

A very slow day.  I did manage to fry another pan of chicken drumsticks though.  Quite good.  I needed, and still feel the need, for some solid good food.  When I run a bit too hot, a bit too long, my desire for food grows terribly.  I do, however, believe my desire far outstrips my need, if my need is real.  So, I try to watch it.  If I had too much easy food, or a full time cook, I could easily over-indulge and end up right back at 350.  I love me some food, more so when I try to push through my fragile health. 

Tomorrow?  A bit more searching.  The last of the dishes.  Trash and recycling out.  My mom's bedroom sorted, laundering the linens and all.  And the bathroom needs some final touches.  Well... uhrm... those are ON the list.

Now for the last of the chicken, a bit of goofing, and then to bed early again.  Good night.