A little warmth.

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Yes, that did help.  I almost thought it might allow me to retake the day today.  Not quite, but I can see where I will get back on my feet with the furnace kicking in.  I do feel a good deal better.  I just turned the heat up enough to just barely feel it.  It amazes me how these things can sneak up on me.  I simply am not aware enough, especially while pushing, or trying to push, a number of things through.  When I get tired, and something like this comes through, surfacing through it is nigh on impossible.  I'm doing good to notice it.

At least, as downtimes go, it has been pleasant.  Blogging has continued.  I didn't hide from the world in that way.  And research has been going on a bit.  I called my mother this morning.  It was almost 7:00 there, so I was sure she would be awake.  I almost waited.  She is almost always up by 6:00, sometimes earlier.  Her and my brother are morning people.  I woke her!  Well, as often as she has called me in the middle of my sleep cycle I shouldn't feel bad.  But I do.  I'm a bit jealous of people who can sleep right, but not begrudgingly jealous.  Then again she believed she was going to curl back into bed and sleep in properly.  Until some other intruder calls, I suppose.  I'm pulling for her to sleep until 9:00.  It's a rare gem for her.

The girls have been fed.  I had hoped to stay up, so wanted to feed them and then carry on with the day.  This will disturb my normal feed cycle, meaning odd cans or an extra feeding, both of which annoy my sensibilities.  Too late to do much about it now.

I also went looking for reasonable new games.  I used to be able to pick up a game every couple of weeks, most of them worth at least one playthrough.  Not so much anymore.  I am into stealth, fps, and some rpg.  There are a few that have several elements and are extremely enjoyable.  Mass Effect, X-Com, and a few others sort of... are either tops or sort of, to me, bend the genres.  Not always perfectly.  Even after messing with Mass Effect 2, removing it, reinstalling, wiping everything and trying again...  It keeps sticking about 2/3rds the way through the hardest difficulty, preventing me from getting all of the trophies... and finishing the game at that level.  So I haven't even moved on to Mass Effect 3.  There is no reason to if their games don't work.  I love it, but the frustration isn't worth the effort when it's merely a tech glitch they should have fixed by now.  Oh, but some game types I stay well clear.  Multiplayer games, of any type, are avoided like the plague.  They all end up discouraging solo play, and one is forced to play with inferior players, or drudge out what enjoyment can be had solo.  Too many quitters, babies, and mama's boys.  Well, and troublemakers who seem to mean to get people killed.  A few games a year, now, seem mildly interesting.  Just avoiding political correctness and liberal hack notions is half of finding a decent game.  I'm not interested in being preached the secular religion, or any other really, when playing.  It's almost as bad as Hollybad.

Hmm...  feeling better.  I might be able to sleep a little better.  Sleep was becoming as difficult as wake time.  I do need the cold to sleep, but if I have been cold, and inactive, all day, sleep becomes problematic.  A good evening, and a good sleep, might really get me ready to do something this evening. 

Good... day, and night.