Waking up sore.

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Things have improved.  It has been that I would wake up sore, be sore off and on through the day, then as bedtime arrived I would become pained again.  I am down to, mostly, waking up sore.

Even so, I wanted to see if it was still snowing.  If it wasn't, I wanted to see how much snow had fallen to prep for shoveling shortly.  It... was gone?  Had it melted?  The snow seemed to remain elsewhere.  I couldn't... focus, at first.  So I had to look front, then out the back door.  Someone(s) had shoveled.  I must admit to being quite grateful.

I won't waste the hand up.  A shower is my next thing.  That might help with the pain.  Some painkillers right now, as well.  Some tea, cold.  For whatever reason, at 66F in here, I am almost too warm.  I think as my body builds muscle from what I have torn my body heats excessively.  I am guessing I tore things all over my body in my haste.  My biceps, which I had thought I got to 15 sometime back, but hadn't... and admitted it?  Are now nearly 16 inches.  Pretty anemic, but compared to a bit over 14, it's improvement.  No, I haven't been working out, not even the hand exercises, not for months.  Hey!  I actually DO have 16" guns.  *grins*

The goal of the shower is to be ready to roll into town this morning.  Parts to buy, groceries too, and returns.  I have four things to send back through the line.  I think, from now on, when I buy eggs for mayo, I am only buying a small pack.  Those eggs don't seem to last well in the fridge, as do my usual eggs.  They just don't.  I like having eggs that will last two to four weeks, in the fridge.  I really want and need the freshest for raw egg applications, but I don't need that for everything.  I may wrap those in clear foil, both type, to see if that helps, as well.  My fridge has the smells of a decade or two of use, and refrigerators are what they are... they smell.  I may move to buying a new one every four to five years.  Used vehicles, new fridges... that's a change.

Hmm...  Oh, and I think I may order some ribeyes.  That'll probably be my main meal meat three to four times a week.  A thick cut, say inch and an half.  Meat doesn't seem to last well in the freezer.  The pork did though.  Lamb won't last long enough to test.  But beef goes a bit off a bit quicker, or this seemed to do so.  I think I'll go with half a beef, and make sure to give a decent amount of that away.  Four to six months is about as long as I like beef in the freezer, if this is normal.  Then again, my taste buds are very off.  Not sure what is up with that.  Gum might be... doing something weird.

Oh, and hush.  I am not complaining, casting aspersions, or any such.  I am just saying what is on my mind.  I might be right, I might be wrong, I might be singular.  I simply... don't always know.  Which... is part of why I write, to figure things out, get feedback, ruminate.  If I have a... beef with you?  *cough*  You will know it.  And... I don't even have a beef with the guy who forgot to get the parts for the appliances needed for installation.  Oh, I am sure he knew.  I just suspect it was company policy not to help in that manner.  Job openings are tight, so you do what you are supposed to do.  Like it?  Who wakes up on any morning, cleans, dresses, and goes out into the cold, because they like it.  Food, family, if there is some desire it is run over by the needs of a family, trampled into duty, and much more rigorous for it.  I don't hate a man for... reality.  Though, perhaps, it was an oversight.  I'm just not buying that.  I just, as mentioned, at this point, don't mind.

Well, perhaps some waking, a few painpills, and... I don't know.  A shower as soon as I can.  No breakfast.  I will let someone make that for me in town.  It's been a while since I stopped in to several places.  I may stop in to one of my old haunts this morning, or go to a new one.  Dunno.  Later.  And... thanks for the shoveling.  That sure opened some doors for me.