Another day, another chance.

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I didn't go down until about midnight.  I think the late sleep was because of the lack of effort yesterday.  I probably could have, if I realized the problem... the cool weather, sorted that, if I had spotted it earlier.  But by the time I saw the problem the day was pretty much done.  The body, like a clock, runs on a sort of spring.  The mechanism, as a whole, can be altered.  But after half, or more, of the spring strength is used, recalibration is much less successful.  Re-winding has several and varied drawbacks.  So, what was, was.  Live and learn.

Today the sun was up, at least when I looked just a bit ago.  I won't depend on that completely, though.  When the world is cooled, as an environment, the sun can't just infuse warmth back.  It takes time.  Until I know better, for certain, I need to tend my body temp a little more closely.  -  PJ bottoms.  Oh, yeah, that helps.  I have to work on being warm right off, or I end up having a dead day.  I can always cut back to shorts, but, as with the watch, when the spring is half spent, I am stuck.

Today?  I don't know.  I have a number of chores I would like to explore, finish, fix, or consider.  Too many, really.  But, one at a time, here and there, and I might get a few of them done.  I sleep better each time I finish something, small or large.  I sit better in the world.  One fewer mental itches scratching around in my bean.  Besides, I just like doing, even when I can't completely finish.  Sunday, is it?  Well, alright.  Good day.  Get to church, you dang heathen!  Take me in your back pocket, even if you think I'm the devil side of things.  Who needs it more, if so!

Later.