Sleep is really off.

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I am getting enough.  I make sure of that.  Demand for sleep is simply higher.  No matter who seriously I can push things, within all the givens, those givens still have some reality to them.  I haven't been penalized for pushing, not too dearly, not yet.  So a few extra hours of sleep here, more down time there than I would like, and such, really isn't a problem.  I am definitely not quite ready to push again, up into the trees.  More, without taking fuller down days, and pushing extra on some both work and rest days, I have cooked the battery bank.  It'll take a bit to recharge.  And, yet, if I can, I am going to continue to do what I may.  Raking, cleaning, and such.  I'd like to see about pushing through to being able to do daily chores, some number of them.  I didn't today, but I haven't been up the hole day, and maybe sleeping again before too long.

I am amazed as to muscle mass increases too.  Arms and legs, though some midsection improvement has occurred.  I really can rip and tear, if I can just get to it.  A summer of this and I'd look like a swimmer again.  I just don't truly muscle up like muscle heads.  Though I keep coming to the realization that most of that is fake.  Pills, shots, painkillers to keep it all going...  I honestly am beginning to believe there is no such thing as a natural muscleman.  I once was doing 2 1/2 for sure, and probably closer to 3, but privately, times my body weight and still didn't look all that much.  Not even close to that now, and that same weight would only be twice my body weight at this point, give or take.  Ugh.  Without stressing, for now, my muscles feel like a wobbly steak roast.  Tenses to a soft wood that is slightly malleable... or hard clay?  I've been using them enough that they haven't had time to set.  But they have gotten larger.  More wood cutting!

I may pull some boxes out and begin messing with them.  Sorting, tossing, etc.  I'd like to at least get the little couch cleared in the next day or so.  I don't know if I mentioned it, but one of the curtains I ordered had a few holes in it.  The holes were smaller than a pencil, say, but not by too much.  I requested a return, but just on that panel, and got it.  I will wait to send my part of it until I receive the replacement.  I almost didn't want to fuss, but a few little holes really makes a difference.  Especially one light, but even on heat and noise.  And, after doing that much work to do that little bit of work, and over and over, I figured the job deserved to be done correctly all about.

Ah, I keep forgetting anacin.  And, yeah, I deserve it.  Hmm... and maybe some food.  That would sure be good.  I've been somewhat keeping up on food.  Protein and fats are what are going to feed muscle growth.  Carbs, some, slow-burning, are okay for long lasting energy.  On that note, I'll try to remember to soak grains in kefir water for my next "morning".  That really puts some good work-lube in the belly.  Protein is better for after, in recovery.  Fat is good for either time.  Carbs are better for well before work.  Or... that is how I remember it.  Might have butter, salt, and herbs in the oats, for a savory breakfast... and some sausage.  Food is as important as the work.

Lots of dreams lately.  I haven't been writing them out.  Sometimes I just don't see the point, sometimes... none of your biz-wax... sometimes, more often, I don't remember.  Heavy duty dreams.  Ploughing through life with a hunger, desperation, need, and want, and getting things done.  On battlefields, with and against kings, generals, leaders.  In blood and sweat, with a fealty to God and brother, until it is done or the dream ends.  All good.  Later.  Maybe good night.  I simply can't be sure lately, which it will be.