Rough.

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I'm not sure what is wrong.  I just know this is a tough last week.  It isn't seeming to get better.  Sleeping and being awake just hours at a time.  I am trying to push.  It's as if I am trying to kick off a pool wall only to find there is neither a wall or a foot.  I have been eating.  But just small amounts overfill me to suffering.  I haven't been drinking all that much either.  Something is simply really off.  I've been meaning to check stats and blood sugar, just haven't gotten around to it or much else.  I am keeping the girls fed, watered, letting Sam in and out.  Though I really should get the cat litter completely changed out.  I keep slacking on that.  Doing my best.

I took a shower, then headed to town for grocery shopping.  Mostly just a bit of milk, a bit of this, and that.  Fresh fruit is great to keep on hand, if possible.  Milk is a liquid meal that, technically, no one could argue with too much.  If nothing else is consumed, it offers some good things.  I am trying to figure it out.  I just can't seem to get off the bench.  At least I helped with the raking.  But it required guilt, awareness, and a bit of luck.

I'd love to climb the trees again this week.  Now I can cut what is needed to get where is needed to cut what is the actual goal in the main tree.  Hopefully I will be well enough to get into the other tree for that one, maybe two, possibly three limbs.  Then there is the other three trees I haven't even touched.  One is another pine... like both of those I have worked so far.  There are a bunch of dead branches in it, though it will really look sharp getting those out.  The last two trees are lunkers.  They literally have branches that can be two feet in diameter or more.  The base is five to six feet in diameter, roughly.  There is at least one widowmaker up one of them.  I think that can be approached from another side, relatively safely.  Lots of dead that would be good to get out, that widowmaker shouldn't be too much trouble from above, if tied in well, wisely.  Those last two tress are easier in one sense, the limbs give plenty of room for relatively easy climbing.  On the other hand, they will have to be climbed, limb to limb, by rope.  I can't just cut a limb or two off to make a path.  Rope work, and that is a whole new old gig.  So old it might as well be a new trick.

Not sure I'll be able to get to any of that.  Not sure why I am so upside down healthwise, or at least regarding energy and sleep/wakefulness.  I'll keep trying to figure things out.  Good night.