Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Youch.

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I couldn't shut the show down last night.  I tried to go to bed at 20:00 or so, then another time, and finally got into bed at 0:00 or a bit after.  Even after finally being able to settle in, sleep just would not happen.  Worse, it felt like my heart was stuck on stupidly fast.  I just couldn't get everything to back off.  I was a little worried.  I've had this before, a few times, so I wasn't panicking completely.  It is a really uncomfortable thing though, much like, for me, getting stuck in an odd angle when reaching for something in a tight space.  That fear of being stuck is part of it, the discomfort of the situation doesn't help.  It worked itself out, I guess, and I slept well.

Taking my weight, bp, potassium, and medicines first thing... after voiding and taking care of the kitty litter that is.  My weight is already on the way down.  I am not absolutely sure my weight gain was from over eating, there is a chance I was just eating a lot more salt, too.  Now, I do believe in eating a full amount of salt.  I don't believe the doctors on this one, at least in my case.  But if I am eating often, and some of it is processed, I will be getting even higher doses of salt than usual.  And, my mother doesn't like using the R.O. water tap, so will often just use straight softened water for cooking.  That adds bunches of salt.  So...  No, no, you can tell her, but...  I will know in a few days if that was mostly the case.

The girls are used to bullying my mother into feeding them first thing.  That doesn't work with me.  I will get them used to being fed when I am ready, again.  Especially as these mornings for a while, as I work my way back to a more sustainable pace, as I limp around and reset.  I am pretty sore, still a bit tired, rough around the edges, and not in the mood to be harassed.  I won't be bullied.

Hmm, something something about today?  I have no idea what to do today.  I could research whether to get a pail of pre-mixed drywall compound or dry and mix myself, what type of finish material would work best, and all that.  If I think talking to the store clerks at some of the stores might actually be the better bet.  Still, sounding like you know some of what you are talking about leads to... better outcomes.  You can at least spot a bullshitter right away.  And, some people may have done a repair but simply not done it well.  Lots of people just toss things up and call it good.  I really could do that, being the patches will be under the light for the most part, it just isn't how I do things.  Actually, if I wanted to, I could just cut holes, put up wood to span the distance, place anchors through that, and call it good.  But I simply won't.  THAT is what gets me hated, more than anything else, in this world.  That if it gets done, I expect it to be done correctly.

Hmm, on to tinkering or something.  Good day.

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