Short sleeps.

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To bed by 14:00, as it ended up; awake at 21:00... A little past and a little short of, to be honest.  Tight.  Yeah, I used to do better, if grumpier, on six hours sleep.  It is weighing on me, now, this time.  My heart still feels as if someone slammed on the breaks, and neither it nor I consciously are very happy about it.  The temps aren't helping, but will stabilize in time.  At least the weather isn't, mostly, jumping around like a cricket on a hot sidewalk.  Hmm?  Yeah, right, eggs will be fryable on sidewalks soon.

The jasmine, I think, plant I got is still blooming.  It is a fantastic little plant, and quite fragrant.  I was surprised.  I have found a place for it, for now, but would really like to transplant it soon, as with the aloe vera.  Having cats and plants is like have several children.  The strong will naturally prey upon the weak, for no good reason other than that seems natural, to the very least in a fallen world.  While I know shame for it, I also understand I was in a broken system.  Though, so many these days are broken.  Still, there are ways to deal with these things, but you gotta move... or... I do.

Oh, I have attempted to cancel the order for the square sink and faucet.  While they were adverted as available and prime, I was notified, after ordering, that they didn't even know when these would be sent.  No, I... don't want something two or three months from now, shipped God only knows how, and with that kind of distance, just as likely broken.  No.  They will most likely try to rush the thing into being sent so as to deny the cancellation.  Chinese have no ethics, their front companies don't either.  If the cancellation goes through, I'll look for another, and maybe look locally for the faucet.  I don't want some cheap water crippled dribbler (or at least one I can't fix).

Sleep well, or... keep doing your thing if night is your time.  Be well.  Later.