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I received both an email and a phone call. So, I will be making the meeting tonight. I've just been slogging through. I need to get a shower in, figure some things out, head to town for a few things before, then probably after the meeting, and go to the meeting. It's a lot, for today. I don't know what is causing the problem. Medicines are going in, sleep is happening, I've even added ac to keep sleep right. Just a few days of that, so maybe I am recovering from the heat. Either that or I am simply into, as I suggested, a minor down time. I know those will happen. If I had to guess I would say even those who are healthy go through these.
I'm feeling good. At least there is that. No pains, the oversleep aches go away quickly. I am strong, perhaps even have more stamina. That is improving. I can't complain, give everything and my past. This is as good as I have ever done since first becoming ill. I suppose I just... well... I'm trying to compare what was with what could be and that isn't possible. Age has taken a bite all by itself. Actually, on the face of things, I am probably doing good FOR my age alone. I can't guarantee it, but... with a few givens and the reality of things, yeah... probably not too badly. Still, that isn't enough. It's never enough. It could be worse. And, yeah, I've thought about it.
Well, on to a shower and such. The nice thing about a men's group is I don't fuss so much about my face fur. For my own part, I don't shave. I trim the whiskers back a bit. And that is good enough for other men. It's just in events with mixed company that I... prefer to shave when I have the forethought and time. I'm only MOSTLY dead. *sly grins* Yep, just beat back the whiskers a bit for tonight. And glad of it. Mixed is fine, singular is fine to, in their times. Although a little more singular with a female type wouldn't hurt my feelings at all. I'll eventually work on it.
Later.
You know, doomster, If you could grow a stachebeard like the one in the bottom photo for Bman, young nubile lasses would come flocking to you .. (blink, blink .. :->)
ReplyDeleteNubile, you say? I'm allergic. Which is... probably why I'm so ill. *grins* Still, a little more probably wouldn't hurt. Don't need the 'stache, but... might be fun anyway. Would work well with a deathhawk. Okay, probably not, but I meant that to be... funny. Ha!
ReplyDeleteI do wonder how long it would take to grow that though, a decade? I think it is, or was, the world record holding beardstache.
Oh, I ought to get that going. I'll look around for an... alternative beautician, one with practice, at the beginning of the new month. The beard? You have to be able to grow them. I do okay, but no where near that... quality. Then again I've never grown one for more than a year.
Allergic? How are you going to marry and procreate if you are allergic? :-)
ReplyDeleteAll you have to know is that the harder, more dangerous, more risky a project is? The sooner I will get to it. Women are the most dangerous of things, I've just not been able to get out there. With so many in one spot, with nothing else to do?
ReplyDelete*ah choo*
Excuse me. Just thinking ahead.