The first business morning of a new week.

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Sleep has been very odd.  It might be lessening in demand.  Though that will take some time to know for sure.  I went to bed around 1:00, maybe 1:30 last night.  I was foggy of mind as I went down, so knowing which time piece, so how precise or off the time was, or even exactly what the time was that I saw, is all murky.  Still, that is close enough.  I ended up waking around 7:30.  I have as much trouble being sure of my waking time as my sleep time.  No real issues, it is simply that my schedule isn't stable, my health is still just a bit under, and some other things.  All will cause some troubles that way.

While I wasn't going to begin consuming kefir quite yet, I had fully intended on shaking the stuff I put in the fridge, to test or examine viscosity.  I like kefir a bit on the thicker side.  When I shook the bottle, the kefir looked good, as I gauge things.  I decided to give it a shot.  I have learned that, per day, only six to eight ounces is advisable.  Definitely when just staring or restarting the stuff as a food.  Once it becomes regular, then, perhaps, sometimes, a bit more can be tolerated.  You push it and you will be toilet bound quickly and for a while.  Yes, I learned my lesson.  Even so, I expect some... freeing of the bowels.  Hopefully not a slave to them though.  Excesses just shorten the brain and body notations of when an inclination begins and when a requirement is at... hand.  It is wonderful!  Just three clearings really got the kefir grains back into function and returned to healthy action.  I was a bit surprised.  All good.

I am waiting, for a bit, to contact my bank.  I did leave a message, on their servers, so was hoping an email would have been sent.  I will check their online site shortly.  I'm not quite ready for a phone call.  If I don't get something non-verbal, and if I can't quite push through to call, I may take a nap in hopes of being more ready this afternoon.  Bleh.  I know, but I really am a bit of a cripple.  Yes, everything needs to be right.  Why call and speak with someone if I won't remember well what was said, or won't have the strength for four different conversations with different people, all hostile even if they are in the wrong?  And, face it, dealing with businessmen these days is treacherous.  Still, it's on my mind, and I hope to at least begin the process of forcing the bank to do the right, and legally correct, thing today.  I don't expect a full success, or a quick one.  Rarely, even when right, does that happen.  Utah is a bureaucratic type of state, but laws can seem conflicting, and authority based societies doesn't, even so, always apply actual law.  I wonder if Alaska is as bad, or has become as bad as oil prices have collapsed?  I guess I will be finding out, but not until I escape and fix some of the problems at hand.

I am thinking eggs and bacon, but just a few pieces this time... if at all possible.  Gosh that was good after a very long hiatus.  Later.

Update:  There was a message, with a name and phone number, to someone within my bank.  It turns out that the bill was not forced.  Which is odd.  I had stopped payment on that, and checked... twice.  A reboot on their end might have reengaged that?  Don't know.  Still, something that had me suspicious seems to be right.  The finance company which is receiving my bills, the ones I agreed to pay, and the ones that were "automatically" taken out (as per my old payment program) are turning out to be the same company.  How does this all work?  Don't know.  I do know I now have to call and see if I can get that money returned.  Later... again.

Update 2:  Since I was in swing by calling my bank, I went ahead and called the finance company.  As suspected, they had actually taken payments which had been being automatically sent to the "other mortgage company", the one which had "sold my account to this new company" but was no longer accepting payments, which had put me in arrears.  In other words, these "two companies" are one company and this whole thing, start to finish, was a scam.  They have, however, told me that they will refund the extra amount that was sent.  Zero sure knows how to brownout every government agency, over and above as bad as they already were.  While Midas had it bad, Zero has it worse.  At least someone, after, can sell the gold, no one call see shit.  The Zero (and less) touch.