Okay, that was just stupid.

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Well, not me, per se.  Just, the way it worked out.  I couldn't get to bed until 1:00.  I thought to try, anyway, to be up by 8:00.  I set the alarm for 7:00, with the plan of resetting it for 8:00.  That didn't come close to working.  I don't know how many times I did, or dreamed, that I reset the alarm clock.  I never knew the real time until I finally woke if completely out of sorts at noon.  Have you ever gone down a hill, say sledding, and lost it, going for a tumble instead?  A long tumble at that.  When you finally stop rolling you might have no sense of where you are, what just happened, or even how to stand.  Well, that about sums it up.  Okay, no more trying to wake up at 8:00.  I'm guessing 10:00 is the new actual 'push it' time.  I, actually and thinking about it, regardless of what I just typed, don't even now know for sure what time I really woke, somewhere between 10:30 and noon.  I think?

Which means, no, I didn't go to Mass.  I didn't go swimming.  And I have yet to make it to the butcher shop to part out the hog.  That last, for sure, will happen.  The rest?  I simply don't know, if I have some doubts.  I will be packing my bag for the gym, I am eating lunch now, and perhaps I will be ready for the pool when I finish with the shop.  Thankfully the pool will be open on up to, 20:00-20:30, or thereabouts.  The thing is, can I stop being dizzy?  I am literally just a bit dizzy, still, from that roll in the hay.  I swear, that sleep tumble really through a lot of things out of sorts.  Don't worry though, it was... sort of cool, too.  Much like a sledding mishap you survive?  Something like that.  :p

Never mind.  A shower first, maybe a shave, then dressed, bag together, and out.  Later.