Oh, it's about that time.

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I slept much in the last day and an half, and seemed to need it.  But, now, I need to shower and head to town.  It is late, but my friend deserves a birthday meal and shall have it.  I feel rested enough, though may stop for a coffee at one of the shops in town.  Hmm... probably not open, not the easy to use one.  The other requires driving a bit of a maze and usually long lines.  I'll just skip that and have a coffee when we get there.  The one I am sorting out currently will have to do.  Yeah, go-cups... I just don't want to fuss.

A shower, then dressing, and a final shave.  Well, and brushing.  I have been keeping up on my teeth rather well.  I started flossing since I have been doing well enough.  My gums didn't even bleed a bit, so I must be brushing correctly.  I have been using a tool they gave me, but my teeth are so tight the threaded head doesn't last one flossing session.  So... floss is on the list, along with wet cat food and litter, perhaps another bag of dry cat food wouldn't be bad as I opened the last bag recently.  As I have started an ongoing shopping list, I need to make sure to check, and use that, when I get down to the lasts of things.  Hmm... no... I'm doing that... I have just been down, or distracted, lately.  Fair enough, I suppose.  I've simply got too many balls in my juggling routine.  I haven't been able to keep them all in the air!  Ugh.

It will be good to see what my friend is up to.  Hopefully he has gotten out a bit, from time to time, somehow.  His sister visits him, from time to time.  And he has a few other friends, if they are as... problematic as I.  Well... at least he has friends.  :)  We try.  We are either distant or as in bad of shape as he is.  Thursday for shooting, I think.  He said he is starting to try to wear the leg again.  That would help.  Not sure if he can pull it off.  He had to stop the first time, because it was causing a rash.  A callus is good, not so much a rash.  Then, I think, it simply was wearing him out, and the pain was a bit much.  I wonder if he tried over the counter painkillers.  It might only dent that, a bit, but... it might be enough.  It is getting through that rough spell.  I did it with my medicines, but barely.  And only because I knew what was on the other side.  He does not know.  It took me years to finally trust and push on through, then again I was often, up until the heart clinic, dealing with yokels trying to treat a symptom, and with a sledge hammer.  Treating the problem, and with a feather if need be, made a world of difference.  But... I understand, if in my own way.  And I know just because a doctor says jump doesn't mean there is any jump there with which to work.

Right... shave, shower, close shave, dress, go.  Gah!  Later.