Grumpy morning to you.

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I have no idea what went wrong last night.  It's been brewing while I've been sitting.  I didn't finish the toilet.  When I removed it it was messy.  I did clean the area, roughly, but ended up needing to go to bed after that.  I am taking a scraper in, next, and whenever, to remove the wax seal.  Though I might use it to try to clean the area better.  I don't think it will work.  The tiles seem more to be rust-stained than dirty, but I'll give it a shot.  I got flustered when the pencil marks simply washed away, even while I was trying to be careful.  And this morning, my spine, just below the neck and above the shoulder blades feels like someone added a twist-in railroad spike.  A cup of coffee, a few anacin, and a bit of waking time, then I will get to it either way.

Cloudy this morning.  It seems like rain will probably be on the way.  Warm pjs and warm socks have been keeping me warm enough, if it doesn't really seem to matter.  Still, for now, I will take being warm, with a chance at work, than cool but without a chance.  I can allow cool on the weekends.  Even if I can't do much, the intent is an effort sometimes.  And, I'll keep that going during the week.  At least aches and pains won't slow me up, or stop me.  Nor will sickness, at least from intent.  It seems a lazy thing.  I used to think it worthless.  But it's not.  And it does mean, when an opportunity presents itself, some work might happen.  It's all I have some days, weeks.

Grumpy indeed.  But the girls don't let me stay grumpy for very long.  Sassy, especially.  She is one chipper bird, unless she wants to be ignored.  Then she just goes and does.  Sam isn't exactly in a happy mood, always.  Especially as she ages.  But she wants and needs attention, which does bring my mood up.  But feeding and tending them does... bring the mood around.  If I am too grumpy, they just wait, or sneak in for a cuddle.

Well... on to waking up.  Good day.