Difficult last few days.

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Exhausted.  Waking has been difficult, focus impossible, troubled.  I have a list of things I'd really like to hit.  Yes, I realized earlier in the week I would need rest.  I didn't realize it would be quite this deep.  One phone call today, dishes if possible, perhaps more.  No guarantees.  Writing it here ups the odds.

Grilling has eased the food supply.  Making enough for nearly a week, and change often, in such a way that there are fewer items to wash.  While that means most meals are, essentially, leftovers, reheated or even cold, with the right foods that isn't awful.  Better as I can eat quickly, and when I am able to eat.  As the temps drop, grilling becomes more difficult, using more charcoal, taking longer, as well as requiring extra clothing.  Still, I will attempt to use this as my main cooking system even into the winter.  Lowering the food, through various means, to get it closer to the heat, might make it work, or not.  It is good to only need to cook once a week or so.  A bag of cowboy coals lasts a couple of months, at least in warmer months.  Even a bag a month wouldn't sting, not for the benies.

I will be making a list of various things to do, perhaps prioritizing, and what exactly and how to do those things.  It helps.  A woman often is good for this sort of thing, if you can get her to tone down her badger instincts.  More beaver, less badger, trust me.  *shark-toothed grin*

Well... on to whatever.  Still trying to shake life into or out of these bones.  Later.