Success is more terrible than failure?

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To bed by... 21:00?  Awake at 4:00ish if I didn't actually rise until 5:00ish, 5:30ish?  Something.  The scale just mocks and teases, up 4 pounds overnight.  At least the blood pressure cuff was generous, offering a 104/86 reading or so.  Of my last four readings, missing a day in there, I think the highest was 124/94!  Definitely a trend, well on the way to a regularity?  I... almost didn't reset my medicine container yesterday, but not wanting to miss I did get to it.  Why do I have to push so very hard to do something I want to do?  So, medicines stumble onward.

I did find what of my swimming gear I could last night.  I can't find my new goggles but I did find an old pair.  I hope it doesn't leak.  Bah!  I put my gear together to go swimming some time today, in a duffel bag, all ready to go.  A huge beach towel, three different trunks since I'm not sure what will fit these days, goggles, shoes, socks, a t-shirt until I can overcome the modesty born of being a hermit ogre, and the heart monitor watch.  I may switch out the tennis shoes for neoprene dive booties.  I can wear the latter from the locker room right into the pool.  Hey, I'm not there for 'stylin', and don't want a foot rash.  Plus, then I don't have to mess with socks.

A bite to eat, then I realized the girls had not been fed!  Usually they are fed right after my bladder is  relieved and vitals procured.  Not this morning for some very odd reason I could not identify.  Actually this whole morning has been a clusterfuck of a thing.  Oh, it happens, if an extreme rarity usually.  No, I do start out misfiring, my body rushing and my mind still in bed, it is just that usually my body knows what to do, in what order, and does it.  Urhm, I think?  Just not this morning, oddly.  All good, I don't really fuss too much about all that though, I usually don't have to fuss though either.

Then I thought to do some dishes, or rinse my breakfast bowl, or... something.  Hmm.  The faucet... something wrong...  My mind still wasn't up to conscious understanding.  I tried it a couple of times.  Nope.  Wait, is the, could the, water be off?  Hmm, bathroom, the sink.  Yep, the water is not running.  Is it just my home, is it city wide, was it planned, was there a pipe burst?  I dunno.  My basement looks dry.  And it wouldn't be the plumbing work on the outdoor hydrant.  I put heavy amounts of gravel down, it is a frost-free hydrant, and it is buried at least seven feet down, so wouldn't freeze in almost any case.  I do know I won't be taking a shower.  I think I am in arrears on city utilities, but nothing serious.  Perhaps a month, maybe two.  Then again, maybe the city decided to shut people off sooner in some city council meeting?  But they would have had to shut it off before 5:30 or 6:00 this morning, and after midnight when I relieved myself and flushed with the bowl refilling.  It's not digitally controlled, so would someone have really been that anxious to shut the water off?  I had been planning to put in what is due, plus a couple of months (for now) ahead on the 1st, until finances allow for a larger payment later in the spring.  It is my goal to be about six months ahead, and then let that spend down.  Thankfully I showered yesterday so I shouldn't be too horrible smelling when I go to swim.  But I do have a new worry, problem...

I wasn't sure I would be getting the trash and recycling out today.  I ended up getting it collected this morning with a little push.  And I took it to the bins.  But with only a sack of each I took out to the bins I saw no reason to take those to the curb.  How is it that women go through so damn much trash in a week!  My mom, and every girlfriend I can remember, filled bins before the week was 2/3rds over.  I often had to buy tags, and keep those on hand, for extra bag pickup.  Gah!  Never mind.  If the governments truly decide to go green, they would have to get rid of women as a first step.  Oddly, the very people dead set on "making the world a greener place" are the very people who absolute trash the place.  Go figure!  While I didn't take the bins to the curb, I am satisfied that I could have, that I had everything in place, and was out there to actually decide in a timely manner.  It's these little things that are my successes.  That is why I blog about the seemingly inane.  Those ARE my life and, that is, when I am successful.  Sad?  True.  And good enough as it is getting better.

Good day.