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My chest is still a bit sore. It comes and goes. More like a recovering bruise than a sharp pain. I simply pushed it, I didn't actually break anything. The rest of my organs seem to have tamed down. But bones and muscle groups go through pain and stiffness. It looks like my painless pushing finally caught up with me. Still, it's all mild. Just enough to remind me to take a little time off. At least back off from heavier, or extended, periods of work.
For some reason, the essence of the feminine is surrounding me. I feel as if a woman is just around. A happy woman. Enjoying, quietly, in my company... and my company itself. A silently, if nearly hummingly happy, female presence. To be honest, I have always wondered what was wrong when a woman gets in such a mood, so I can't always enjoy it. And yet it is not fully possible, for me, not to enjoy it on many levels. I just won't get lost in it. Women's moods can change like the wind, and their happiness is not always good for those they are happy with, among other things. Still... it is a sexy thing. No promise of intimacy, more a happy threat through possibility. Yeah, I like even the complexity of the feminine. Even the, or especially, the risky bits. Like... BACON! I'm an onion, they are bacon. Yeah... Hmm, and they do go good together, don't they.
I did reset the dishes, and will be washing them before too long. First I want to get the microwave stand put together. I brought my general tool box out, making sure to include the rubber mallet. I have been using that to bust ice for my water and mixes. While I have a hammer in the general box, a soft mallet really helps with furniture type builds. It isn't just that it is less likely to scuff, it is also able to strike a lighter blow. I... tend to break things, even when trying to be gentle. A mallet helps me there... a bit. I still like the notion of having various tool kits at the ready. There might still be a call of a specialty tool, or a bigger tool than what fits in my kits, but generally they save me a lot of legwork.
The key to putting something like this together, while in my current resting state, is to not get too excited or try to just shove the thing together. Reading instructions, lining things up, getting the tools ready, doing small parts at a time, and going very slow... that is what it takes. I may end up taking the whole week off. But I don't want to completely quit, either. So, if I do something, it needs to be light, or kept light. Doing just a bit. I don't even want to stress the body. What I face is not a demon, no matter how great, but death itself. Nothing living can resist it, and it is quite powerful. It seems only to punish me for daring, currently. But any visitation could be the last. I don't have the power to defy, though to date he doesn't seem to have the mandate to take. But he can, and does, thrash me pretty good from time to time. At least now I know, in a more reasonable from which to understand, just what it is I face.
No food today. I am still full from lunch yesterday. Maybe after a bit of work some appetite will reappear. If I can't eat supper again, however, I will simply wrap it and stow it for another time. It just means I won't need to cook in the near future. While I don't trust microwaves for cooking, I do find them useful in rewarming. I just can't eat, not now. Oddly, I am getting my daily daily in the bathroom, even more. And I do still feel full. Strange. Oh, and I weighed myself... right at 284. I need to start lifting weights and walking. I would swim, but either my gas gets stolen, or it costs too much to drive there. Just some thoughts. Oh, and I would like to get my deep freezer moved to the wash room. I'm not sure that is possible, due to door sizes. I think I will measure though, roughly. I don't need the space in the kitchen, it is more of an aesthetics or notional issue. And, not something I would do immediately, even if health and door and other spaces allowed for it. Just another thought.
Later.
Onion and bacon together? Bleh :-)
ReplyDeleteThink omelet, or even casserole, not two cooked or raw ingredients. Then again, perhaps your palate requires mild things. It's okay, lots of women have weak stomachs, a requirement for mild flavors and profiles, and can't tolerate new or different things. More and more men are joining you.
ReplyDeleteNah, don't underestmate the foods I like. I like my foods hot and spicy. I have just never been much of a bacon eater. Other then that, I have a diverse palate. Have you ever eaten bone marrow dumplings? Yum!
ReplyDeleteI wasn't, necessarily, underestimating. This time it was I was was teasing.
ReplyDeleteAs to bone marrow dumplings? No, but I would grandly wish such a delight. I also wish to try sweetbreads, brains, kidney pie, and many other things. Oh, but you might know which bones are best for bone marrow harvesting? Perhaps I could do that here at home.
Now, have you ever had grub, cooked or raw. I have sampled each. Not that I think either is terribly tasty, but doable in a pinch. And do you consider habanero hot or too hot? That is a medium for me. I do try new things when the opportunity arises, sometimes creating the opportunity myself. Still, different is good once in a while, but a standard menu is good for various regularities.