Daytime is shifting.

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A few hours at bedtime, a few in the morning, not necessarily in the same sleep cycle.  Though, what, exactly is a sleep cycle?  Is it morning to morning, or bedtime to bedtime?  Or... both, and not?  I mean, can't it be the most recent of those, at any given time, thus making it a variable thing?  Honestly, humans can set parameters and move forward within such notional realities, but without strict adherence, which we aren't good with, we will yet vary.  This used to drive me crazy when I watched humans do this.  I was young enough that I hadn't tried, or when I tried, if I failed, I quickly forgot.  At this time, I realize it is a human norm.  Not that I have given up on trying to my life as static as possible, especially difficult because of my health and psychic fog from various things.  I am just not dedicated to it as a possible truth.  Never worry if you don't understand.  Though, my guess, in a discussion, if you could invoke a Q&A, you would not only understand, you would find that you are quite as infatuated with the notion, and easily as incomplete in your fulfillment of it.  As we all wish to be young, handsome/beautiful based I hope on our sex, smart, organized, and such, this thing is a desire for most, at least those who have seen well past simple living, and I don't mean countrified by that, I mean able to see how optimized some part of our personal or professional life could be.

Hmm... what was I saying?  Never mind.  Yes, I just woke, and this morning my mind is buzzing.  Why?  Oh, right.  Because my days and nights are trying to shift.  I didn't get to bed until midnight last night.  I set the alarm to absolutely no good use.  Then, at some point, I did wake and try to push through and get out of bed.  I thought noon had come and gone.  I was sure I had checked the clock several times and that I had seen noon both times.  But I just could not wake!  Not fully.  I asked for Sassy's help.  She has learned caution.  No biting, no scratching, no jumping.  If fully asleep, and she creates a reaction, it won't be a good one.  Gentle approaches work, but she can't quite be gentle when hungry.  Still, with a little help from me, she has learned to approach, and encourage petting and ear scratches.  I am trying to get her used to walking, not stomping, on me too... but that is beyond her I think.  The day was slipping and yet, there I was, stuck.  Switching awake and not, without a way out.

When I finally woke, it was to some relief.  It was only 10:00 and small change.  Because of Sas's help, I did feed the girls right away.  She did very well, with a little coaching.  Sam won't help, for whatever reason.  My guess is she is the true gorilla terrorist, and has received the harshest punishment.  Do not pounce, do not claw, do not bite!  Purr, walk upon, seek pets, gentle.  She refused to learn until she learned very hard.  Taught her to fly, most likely, and often.  I have no pity.  Anyway... it was a bit of a relief. 

Today?  I have no idea.  I am pretty zapped.  Medicine is going very regularly, except when I miss it.  three nights in the last two weeks, and two whole days that were... totally missed.  I don't remember missing those days, it really was just losing time.  Two days?  Missing nights isn't all bad, if not optimal.  But whole days is uncomfortable.  I, for the last few years, haven't done that much until this summer.  Three to four years ago and missing days, several in a row, wasn't uncommon.  And, before that, even in engineering school, missing months wasn't extremely rare.  I don't like the trend.

Never mind.  I am awake.  I will search for opportunity, and take what of it I can find.  Nothing more, nothing less.  Last night I tried something different.  I am not a fan of maple flavored pork sausage.  Not just as is.  However, I had an idea.  Sausage patties, fried to a solid doneness, with a slice of onion and cheddar cheese... with rice.  I couldn't be sure if I would like that, but my internal flavor calculator said that this would be good.  And, you know what?  It was.  Delicious, if not eaten too often.  I enjoyed it for supper, then had the remnants for breakfast.  Darned good.  Maple, cheddar, pork, and onion, on a bed of rice?  Weird, even to my standards.  Though not my only profile that is odd, just the newest one that hit the mark.  It doesn't have to be fancy, or complicated.  It just has to actually taste good, really good, for me to add it to my list.

Hmm...  Water lines really need to be put up.  I think I will focus just on that.  If anything else happens... goody.  If not, I will be happy with just that.  Oh... no editing this "morning".  You'll just have to figure out the notions through the flaws.  Later.