Sleeping late and not doing much.

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I am getting to bed early.  Usually before 22:00, even as early as 20:00.  I am still sleeping in.  Less sun, shorter sun hours, the cool, plus pushing when I can.  Maybe the sun is part of my battery recharge pack, even if I keep it locked out mostly.  The light and warmth.  All I know is waking has become a mess, a push.  As always I will simply do what I can.  I think it is time to turn the furnace back on, at least during the days.  I need to program the thing so that it turns on, say, at 5:00, then turns to cool at 17:00?  Something.  If I leave the furnace go until bedtime, then try to shut it and myself down, it doesn't work all that well.

I need to be cool and cooling to sleep, compared to the day.  I was able to use the fan last night, sans the ac.  I would have turned the fan off, probably would have been better.  Hmm...  Perhaps I could use the ac on fan only.  And that would allow me a sleep timer.  Let it run for a few hours, if I forget to turn the furnace down early enough?  That would work if my days and nights start shifting too much.  The problem is, if I am warm, I may not be able to begin shutting down, bodily, for sleep.

No, not a lick more work was done yesterday.  I am doing okay though.  I am pretty ahead on things.  I would like to hit boxes today.  Maybe two loads of laundry beside the boxes... if I can get to anything.  A shower would be nice, and maybe the cleaning of some socks.  Hmm... I may look around for a laundry air-dry rack.  The shower curtain bar is okay for a few things, but if I am going to be doing more of my clothes by hand... all my wool socks, some of the other winterwear items, I'll need more space.  Being a people is a problem, being a giant can treble that or more.

Food?  Ah, I pulled liver last night.  A simple pan-fry, with onions.  Nothing fancy, and a rare thing.  Definitely on the good side, by my accounting.  My mother didn't like much "country food".  Rabbits to squirrel, nor any other wild game.  Some fish and this and that were outside of her ability to consume.  But this item she did enjoy.  I am simply hoping I can cook it as well as my memory of her cooking.  It's not all that difficult, but it does take paying attention.  It's a delicate meat, onions can be a little picky, and the gravy needs to be just right.  I am surprised venison didn't gain her ardor.  It, sometimes, often, has a strong mineral flavor, much as liver.  Nowhere near as strong... more as a spice in venison, versus a major component in liver.  I will never understand all things.  Though too, I know how people are, and act, is not all logic based, nor should it be I think.  Wouldn't be people if you didn't feel, react, love for your own reasons, and such.  Cherish that part, so long as you have the luxury of it.  Get over it, at least for a while, should only manna be available to you.  Perhaps a little birdy will whisper something more palatable into your life.  It's happened before.

Well, on to waking.  I turned the furnace up just a bit.  Maybe that will help me more fully wake and act.  Coffee should be done.  Just doing half pots of that per morning, if I decide to have coffee.  Hmm...  I really need to get to the store.  The eggs are old.  And I need more than just meats.  Plus I'd like to start experimenting with things.  Homemade sauerkraut?  A nice add to simple meats.  Later.