Not today.

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Hmm, not sure what the problem is, just that there is a problem.  So, things go a little slower for a bit.  I've had much worse.  I am merely taking going to town off the plate for the day.  Tomorrow, most likely.  I am starting to slip on medicines.  I don't think medicine is the problem, it doesn't seem like heat is the problem.  It is just a down time.

Instead of going to town and digging into a half dozen other things I will simply do a few things around here, and more when it cools a bit.  I need to reset the hoses so the yard and garden get watered, I plan to get back to the plumbing problem, and I might get a load of dishes at least soaking and a load or two of laundry going.  The last two I can start even while it is hot.  I've got the cave rigged so that it stays pretty cool to the senses, if it is rather warm in truth, for me.  Feeling cool is good enough considering it says it is 94 here.  Then again, it might honestly be 74, assuming that is the correct temperature, in the cave.  The stonework does wonders that way, and now that I have figured out how to rig the cave to positively cool down at night and the nights have been cool enough, 57 is the low for tonight for example, keeping a 20 degree difference, possibly more, isn't impossible.  Throw in the ac at key points and I am betting with just the window ac I can keep it in the high 60's to low 70's even when it goes over 100 outside.

I can, often, still feel the creep of the outside heat, especially in this, the computer room, more so since I open one of the curtains for the plant pets I still have in here.  I should just take those out and let them sink or swim, so as to keep it buttoned up whole and full in here.  I guess I just like having green stuff and winter will pretty much kill everything.  So I am enjoying what I can, and it doesn't effect the rest of the cave due to this being a stick built portion of my home, adjoining, abutting really, the stone work, so the heat stays out here mostly.

I called my mom, again.  I called her yesterday, just to tell her about the sewing machine, but forgot that part.  No harm, and as long as she isn't too busy I think she likes to talk, be included.  She was absolutely thrilled.  The sewing machine was a gift from her, when I lived in Iowa.  I toted it all the way.  All metal, heavy duty, weighs a ton, paid off.  She knows her machines, if it was a bit of a gamble as well.  I think she will love using it while here as well.

It seems we are both on track for great bad times though.  Feel good, can't do squat though, both of us.  It's high summer anyway, no real problems.  She did tell me one of her friends was found dead in his apartment, another has been diagnosed with cancer.  She is a bit down, and I can't fault her.  I just suggested how odd it is when we start out.  We have many peers and a long life, in our opinions.  As the ranks thin, as we dodge bullets of various sorts, we realize our turn is coming, fast or slow, more surely as time passes.  Just pray and do our best.  Yeah, she thought, pray.  I told her I will add her, on this matter, to my prayer list for tonight.  I will pray for a little extra peace for her heart.  She, as I, seem to keep living and gaining new scars.  But joys to, and the time to think on these things.  Personal life or death, action or thought, these aren't mine to give, take, only choose when available, surrender at the right time, and navigate the difference.  Same as all I suspect.  Almost all of mine are gone, all that I knew, cared to know, didn't think about, and didn't like.  I am slowly rebuilding a few folk to... fill the ranks back up.  A few, from time to time, here and there.

May peace find it's way to your heart whether or not you face these things.  And may a prayer find it's way to your lips so that you may speak to the only Being Who knows and can offer lasting peace.  Amen.