I ended up taking a nap.

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Late in the afternoon, around 16:00, I went down pretty hard.  Dinner was set to arrive, so I had set the alarm for 18:00.  I blew through the alarm, but heard the phone.  They call before visiting, just in case I am asleep.  I used to be asleep often, almost always in the beginning.  Even after a bit, I would go through spells of sleep that would last a long time.  I wonder if they remember that, and actually in spite of my current condition, how much that has improved?  Never mind.  After a spot of dinner, I stayed up a bit, a very short bit.  I had meant to stay up until 20:00 but that did not work.  I went back to bed no more than an half hour after dinner arrived.

I didn't set the alarm.  I wasn't sure... what time to set it at.  Things are sort of free-floating, I can't gain purchase on a good schedule, don't have a good handle on what is going on with my body, and things are just screwy.  I ended up waking at 4:00, give or take.  I have set alarm on the clock, so as to feed the girls shortly.  Perhaps take a shower then as well.  I promised my friend I would be in to town to help figure out his machine a bit more today.  I may need a nap in there, so... a shower is a bit iffy.  If I take one, then take a nap, I'll just have to take another shower before I head out.  Hmm, could just wear a baseball cap, if that isn't my preferred way. 

Oh, the call I received yesterday, from the V.A.?  The nurse asked if I worked.  I do have to laugh.  They must spend more time reading my blog and hating on it then they do my medical file.  Government workers, unions, and women... all things lead to the wrong pages.  I wonder if they ask everyone with a failed heart if they are working, or just me.  And you wonder why I question so many things?  Proof?  Again... pudding.  I suppose reading a file on a long term "client" is asking a bit much, before putting foot in mouth though?  It's not even like I haven't tried to work, or get an education.  Some things don't mix.  Women just work for spending money, though, not to do a dedicated job.  Unless they can't find a man, and don't believe the governments handouts are enough for their styles of new shoes, or whatever it is they want.  Hey, I'm not the one who was being stupidly passive aggressive on the phone with a medically incapacitated man.  Don't even look at me funny for seeing what was wrong with the picture. If I thought I could work, even make it in to work, I would give it a shot.  I can't even wake up on a regular schedule.

These boxelder bugs are extremely annoying.  For the moment, I have the screen door cracked open, so that they don't congregate in there.  Something about it being closed offers them a warm, dry, box that they can still get into.  And when the door is opened, they swarm in.  When the spray arrives, I'll be taking care of that, and getting a few other areas for a few other things.  But for now, just keeping that screen door open keeps them from gathering, then swarming, quite like they otherwise wood. 

I should get on to a few other things this morning.  Blogging is slow lately.  News is pretty much focused on Zero's inability to cope with anything that his teleprompt writers won't write about.  He picks on friends and allies while fearing tin-pot dicators.  Those being more potent than himself, sadly.  Coffee boys really shouldn't try to play class presidents, not even to fill a quota.  Of course, with B. Clinton having been both the first black and the first woman president, somehow, I'm not sure we really needed an actual one of either sort.  Voting I.D. laws would probably prevent both, but that's another topic.  Oh, just a reminder, if you ever go to an anti-Voter I.D. forum?  Remember to bring your I.D., it's required.  *grin*

Yeah... on to something.