Awake later than planned.

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I simply wanted to keep checking on the stock.  An hour here, and there.  Then two, then three hours?  Something like that.  Then, I decided with the last span, to pull the chicken, let it cool, part it out, putting the skin, fat, bones, and less desirable parts back in to the simmering pot.  I have three batches of chicken meat that will easily make some major production each.  The pot simmers on.  I will probably wake somewhere between 6:00 and 10:00, most likely much closer to 8:00.  As close as I get I will then turn the burner off, add the lid, then let it cool for several hours... probably until I am awake properly.  Then I portion out the stock, saving out enough for a good chicken and rice meal.  Yes, the other two batches have been stored and are now in the freezer.  I may put the remnants back to reduce, then get the soup going.  I will need some unreduced stock in which to cook the rice.  It won't be fancy, and no noodles, but it should do fine.

My neck is cramped.  I have been awake too long.  Perhaps a bottle of setlzer water, a few painpills, and then sack time.  I am a bit amazed at what I have done, given my conditions.  I am going to try to do something tomorrow I have been meaning to do for quite some time.  Not sure if I will succeed.  Tonight's deeds are not a guarantor.  Actually, if anything, just the opposite.  I may have pulled some neck muscles and drained all gumption.  Still, I don't give up on hope for a particular effort until the ship has sailed long enough that a return wouldn't be possible based purely on fuel capacity versus consumption.  *blink blink*

Good night.