Sleep cycle is coming in hot.

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While trying to sling shot around the midnight moon back to mornings, and doing so, my mornings started coming in, roughly, anywhere from midnight to 2:00, which does make swimming in the early afternoon a stretch.  And while it seemed sort of stuck there, the truth is the time was changing, for me, at a record pace.  The last few mornings have been in the 4:00-5:00 neighborhood.  How do I slow that down now?  Most of you simply "do" that.  When you have a sleep problem.  I will it, set goals, and work with it, but whether it works or not is a whole other thing.  Of course, I am a bit worn out by the sleep pattern changes as well.  I can't really tell if I am sleeping too much or too little.

Today is the next scheduled swim day, and from what I can tell it is on track.  I have my alarm set for 9:00 so as to get a shower in early, air dry, then get dressed and be on the road in time.  I might even be able to make Mass today.  I promise nothing, I can't.  This is the first time in some time I have seen Mass in the strong possibilities window though.  I have to get there when I can, if I can.  Swimming has been pushing almost everything else in my life to the side.  And, well, when recovering, that is just going to happen.

I have to imagine that, like watching a bug struggle, and I don't mean that in a bad way, my health struggles have to be interesting to watch.  It beats watching the grass grow... if I think grass grows faster!  The thing is, when grass is grown, it is then cut.  Hopefully when I get well, I will just be well, then can further my exploration of notions religious, political, social, and such.  While these are all combined, for me, in truth, there are areas that can be examined in a vacuum to extract exactness that might otherwise be missed.  While marriage is a thing of God, it involves a man and a woman, regardless of what man tries to imply.  So, examining any of the three actors, or some aspects of them, without the notions of the others, if quite imperfect, is very plausible, for example.  Never mind all that... A bug, eh?  Well, yes.  Right now I am a beetle.  I think I just flipped from being on my shell back.  Now, lets see if my legs and coordination are back in order to begin crawling toward my next disaster?

I sure enjoy the girls.  While Sassy is still a twitch monger, she is becoming much better at taking roost in the captain's seat.  Sam is always good for some lap time, soaking in attention and warmth at her leisure.  For some reason she is sick much less often now.  I honestly think Sassy is less of a stress on her now, as Sassy ages and is less controlled by overwhelming kitten hungers and demands.  Even if kittens are fed plenty and then some, they demand regurgitated food from older female cats I think.  It's an instinct driven thing.  And it might be just as needed as milk, for younglings.  Have you ever seen a female cat who has had kittens that gets fat?  Maybe there are some, but I haven't seen one.  I think we are all, for what it's worth, adults here now.  Big baby adults, but... that's okay too.

The weather reports say it will be sunny, and up to 56, if after opening the curtains I have some doubts.  Even a partly sunny day would be good though.  I'll take the sun whenever I can get it, at this time.  Although toward the end of July, or as late as the end of August, cloudy days may be a treasure again?  Who knows.  I have no sense of whether the summer will be another scorcher or whether we will get a typical summer again.  I am hoping that means good things.  That isn't due to optimism, it's just that when I sense something about a season, it only means bad things.  I don't sense normal or easy seasons.  Now news is good news.

Good day.

Well, no Mass today.  I suppose in some city somewhere they are holding Mass today, but not locally.  It's M-T-F-S-S here.  No W is sight.  Ah well.  I had forgotten I had been soaking dishes in the big tub.  Halfway through those I realized today is not the day.  On the good side I did get the dishes a first scrubbing, and after a shower, a final soak in on those.  Bleh.