Well, someone's blog has been taken over by haiku!

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Hmm, yeah, but... it isn't all that bad.  At least I'm not into musicals.  Oops!  Never mind.

Today?  Woke really late, went to bed late to.  La di da?  Yeah.  Sassy was a bit miffed at not being fed, being twitchy anyway, and then I bumped a small box off an end table.  She absolutely came unglued, did a reverse clawing of my bare foot (I had just awaken), and tore out.  I'm not sure if she did it on purpose but I was a little cranky about it.  Now I have three rips on my bare foot, mostly across the toes.  One is three to four inches, the least is a couple of inches, and they are all deep.  Meh, even in spite of the being diabetic I tend to heal well... unless my heart is messing up.  I'm doing good the last few days though, so...  Should be fine.  Brat!

I haven't done much today.  As I initially said, this weekend was for resting.  I had thought I would get to something or other, such as the bathroom.  It just wasn't there.  But it is cool.  I don't know what the weatherman said, something about the 80's, but I can't believe it made it to that.  If I had to guess I would say mid 70's, max, and only for a while around noon.  A front has moved through.  No rain, but partially cloudy and cool air on a breeze with the mix.  I'm not the only one who is sleepy.  Sam is just... a layabout as well.  It's nice to have another middle-aged rapscallion around to temper Sassy's ambitions!  Still, I enjoy both the girls for their varied ways.  Mostly.

Tomorrow?  Monday is it.  Hmm...  I am hoping to get in to swim and then visit my friend.  Oh, and Church, perhaps, if I can time it right.  If I can get to bed, and then wake up?  Gah!  That is the goal.  Any work I can get done on the bathroom is a bonus, and a start for Tuesday.  Well, and hopefully I'll figure out an appointment with the heart transplant clinic.  I ought to keep on top of that, a bit.

I did gain weight with my mother here.  I am guessing I gained at least 10 pounds.  It's mostly gone now, but...  I was wondering... clothes were tight, I felt a bit bigger...  I wouldn't have guessed I had gained that much weight though.  Can't argue with a scale?  Well, you can, it... just doesn't turn out favorably.  Next time I ought to watch things more carefully.  She's a good cook.  I don't eat but five to ten times a week on my own.  Ah well...  It comes off fast enough.  More so when I start to get active, perhaps more than what it has been doing.  I will get busy.  Just hold your horses.

Later, or good night.