Crap sandwiches and razored roller shoes.

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Life is spinning.  Time is... simply off any hook.  I am attempting to regain control.  The sun has been down, and it has been cool... which is fantastic after that jump to the 80's, at least, in the first week of summerish weather.  However, that on top of me running the ship at breakneck intent, while sleeping too little, and... you have the makings for several things.  Right now, I am just keeping on keeping on with no idea... when where or how.  I look at the time, but that gets lost in my mind.  I can't remember when I went to bed, or got up, unless I blog it.  But even then, finding it is difficult.  First paragraph, from now on, and when I go to bed and when I rise.  I need a clue.  I woke just at noon thirty today.  I can't be absolutely sure when I went to bed, but I think it was closing or past 4:00... within an half hour either way.  Yesterday?  I think I went to bed at... no clue.  Maybe it's in previous posts.  Okay... it looks like I went to bed at (in real time) around 7:30~8:00 yesterday morning.  Yeah, the day I took for Sunday, thought I had missed, so... yes.  Though when did I wake yesterday?  Actually, just as I am waking, I am not sure I am writing any of that rightly.  I'll think on it.  Bleh.

Today?  Trash out, recycling if that's the day.  Grilling meat later, much later... after supper.  A very quick hit on the bathroom would be nice, then a major ding in the kitchen.  Oh, yeah, it needs it harsh.  And maybe a load of laundry.  A shower, too, if I can.  Showering every other day lately, which is good when I can, for a while... then back it down just a bit or I dry out.  Daily is a true luxury, once in a while, on showers and baths.

We'll see.  Working that mojo while that mojo ain't working is... tricky.  Sometimes the old retired Coyote still has enough magic to pull it off.  I'm just not a housekeeper, though, to top that program off.  I finally have finances in order.  If I were staying, for sure, I would figure out how to get the place clean, top to bottom, then have someone come in a few times a week.  Couldn't do it all, but it would provide incentive and help.  Seeing a clean spot, a new one, in an unclean place and... it seems wrong, so something kicks in.  Sometimes.  Either way, anything would be better than this.

Later.