A bit gruff.

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Just a tiny bit off this morning.  But this is, really, about as good as mornings get if you aren't a morning man.  I am not a morning man.  Some say it is will, or faking it until you make it.  But that can't be true.  I really think some people are made to be happy when they wake, and enjoy waking early.  My brother was exactly that.  Probably still is, as far as happy goes.  I was his polar opposite.  No matter how hard we tried, we never were able to do what the other did so naturally.  I have actually, in spite of my health, certainly not because of it, made great strides toward being a day man.  Health, but not that alone, causes my schedule to drift.

My neck is just a touch cranky, and shoulders.  A bit groggy because sleep is twisting in the winter winds.  None of that is bad.  I can deal with this, and probably, maybe, find my pace, perhaps do a bit of work.  As with yesterday, I was not able to arrange for good clothing.  I still haven't found my oxfords.  Hmm...  I know.  I'll... try to get those things set up.  I could be fumingly angry at myself but at this point I know better.  I will simply, and only, make attempts.  If I fail, as I am forgiven, and as I make great pains to forgive, I must learn to forgive myself.  Being crippled isn't a sin, in God's eyes.  It is a secular, or worldly, sin.

I still see hope.  I think I can, if I gear and push and watch make it to more action this week, through the week.  I had hoped to get out for several events, but also to do shopping.  I have been out of milk and cream for a rather longish time.  Hopefully, before the week is out, I will get out.  My main goal, however, is to rip in and clean.  That has fallen far behind.  As well, keep food on tap.  I may see about what eggs I have, check them, and boil some.  Thawing brats to be cooked tomorrow, and making a pot of grain mush as well, might see me to food on tap.  That always helps... or at least opens up a few more opportunities.

On the good side, I wasn't missing medicine as badly as I had thought.  It must just be the very short and relatively dark days that have been throwing me.  All good.  I'll keep looking for chances, stay on top of what I can, and get to it as I may.  I really enjoy work.  I think I will get to wear myself out a couple of times, at least, this week.  Wish me luck?  Later.