Saturday, May 6, 2017

Awake, fed, but just not feeling it.

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I can't sleep and I can't wake.  It's not the worst of this sort of trap, but it is enough that I'm not getting things right.

Beef and beans, heated... tortillas, and milk.  I chopped half an onion, added some of the cheese, all good.  I have finally found that adding less cheese truly is better than adding more.  Just a taste.  So many things I have learned in life.  I didn't believe some of these things as a child, if when I was young my hungers were even more terrible, blindingly so.

The house is a mess.  I need a shower.  There are various jobs of electrical, structural, or other that I am on the verge of doing.  It is frustrating being stuck between waking and sleep.  While asleep I cannot get and stay deeply asleep.  When awake, I can't seem to climb enough into wakefulness to get to work.

Even so, I will, tonight, make a shot at getting to work on dishes, the bathroom, and the kitchen.  Trash out, kitty litter changed, a shower, and cutting the drywall.  I will push.  I might try tricks that have worked in the past when I seem stuck, in the hopes that if I can get the ball rolling it will keep moving for a while.  A want to break through the walls, achieve momentum, get going.

Hmm, whatever you are up to, I wish you success.  Unless you shouldn't be doing it.  *grins*  Later.

Sleep is just off.

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Then again, weather is a bit crazy.  This day the sun is out, that it isn't.  This day it is cool, that day it is warm.  This day it rains, that day is dry.  They don't even fit together as they would seem.  I went down around 7:00, woke several hours ago but I think I saw my shadow, so back to bed most likely.  I simply cannot keep my eyes open.  Hmm... might try a glass of tea.  Thirsty anyway.

Dreams.  Dream after dream.  All seemingly mundane.  I can't keep them in memory.  They are so mundane, from what little I can remember.  More like memories, of interactions with people in my past, of cooking, simple things like that.  What I never get is... why even dream such dreams?  I don't mind, in one sense.  It can be refreshing in a simple human way.  But with as much potential as dreaming provides, why the mundane, why memories which can happen while awake?  Is the mind at ease, or even hungering for something from before?

It is 72(ish) F, but the sun isn't out.  It could rain.  Or the sun might end up popping back out?  It's... spring.  Spring is throwing me for a bit of a loop.  My body doesn't know if it should go back to hibernation or begin looking for berries, deer, and fish.  Bleh.  Best to not mess with me, especially if you smell like berries, deer, or fish.  :p

I think I'mma go back to bed.  Just until I don't?  Yeah.  Later.

Dinner was fine.

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Along with dinner yesterday, this meal really helped.  I ate about as much as was indicated in that video.  I am using probably that much in beans, but then with two pounds of hamburger.  Well, and cheese, onions, and an half gallon of milk, so...  I probably have another couple of meals from that.  Which is better than I thought.  It's not keto, but I... needed more than what keto offered.  My body demanded more.

Now, until this is digested, I won't be doing windsprints.  I have been looking into a couple of topics of interest while cooking and now handling dinner.

I have a couple of chips in my bathroom tile.  Frustrated... I... never quite thought that such a thing could be fixed.  I thought the whole plate would have to be removed, a new plate found (the previous owners did leave some in the basement, so good there), and then I would have to figure out installation.  The thing is, and actually there are several, the chips simply aren't that bad.  Dime sized, or partially dime sized, the biggest, with one or two others being just minor scratches.  Well, for whatever reason, I thought about looking up repairing it tonight.  And there is a way.  I will look at the colors in there, well, with various lighting, to try to make a very solid memory of the color(s) which might be needed.  I do think my tiles are very similar, so taupe and white should work.  Though, unlike him, I may find a clear undercoat, or mass enhancer for nails, in an attempt to fill the divot.  Plus my toenails could sure use a coat.  :p  Hmm?  Shut up.

While on the matter, I started wondering about tiling the en suit.  Now that tools are coming together, and the weather is nearing the point where a bit of work in there would be great, especially for getting to use the ac, I began looking over just what I might want in there.  It is so small that I could use almost anything and not break the bank.  Gold and silver are out, but marble, if I wanted it, would be possible.  Heck, I could probably practice with heating the tile... save maybe the wiring, unless that just hooks up to an outlet, in parallel... or the other way?  If so, maybe.  I can do simple things, just not, or not quite yet, a major electrical task.  Anyway... Of course, before I do that, I need to removed the mirror, remove the vanity, clear everything else out before that... including the old toilet, strip the floor down and check the subfloor... there... is a bit to do, but it is eminently doable.  Oh, and I wish to install at least one floor drain, and probably hook that (or those) up to the main drain.  So, videos about installing different flooring, and some other notions, were watched.  Too early to share those, as nothing is set in stone on that yet.

Something else, even then?  Yes.  Wiring.  I would like to check the cave out.  There are some outlets that do not work.  Some are very inconvenient by their failure.  I also want to go around checking outlets for ground, and all the other jazz.  I am doing minor research on running lines, checking these things, and how to fix things.  I may see if I can get a volunteer to help me map the wiring... which outlets to which breakers.  At least, now, I understand that since the service uses breakers, there is a good probability that the electrical is... better, newer.  People can and do slap good over bad and ignore.  It is just less likely, and probably not as easy to do without a problem popping up sooner rather than later?  Anyway, I'd like to check things out, add a few outlets, fix a few outlets, and check for general problems.  I have having as little as one outlet per bedroom, or only one two walls in a larger room or three.  MORE!  Plus, it will give me experience working with electricity... getting my feet wet while breaking a leg.  Woot!

While running wire is as fun as pulling teeth, knowing how to fix drywall makes that prospect a lot better.  I don't know about the spackling... texturizing... of walls.  But I can figure that out.  I can make wonderful patches that can't be noticed.  I have learned to get matching paint.  I am even learning sneakier ways to do patches.  I learn, look, study, and stumble onto new stuff all the time.  I have the time.  Some of it I have even put to practice, so it's not like it's empty data.

Oh... nap time, or soon.  I sure needed that food, and will need more.  Later.

Friday, May 5, 2017

The learning curve.

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Jump in, and prepare to fail.  Or stand by the sidelines offering empty advice.  Well, there are some who have earned to right and wisdom to advise.  On some things, I will advise whatfor.  On many things I'll just cheer for the team, my advise equating to "go get them!".  So be it.

Tonight?  On the shredding of cheese I have finally bumped the curve and am leveling out the project.  I purchased two 2 pound blocks of mild cheddar.  Oddly, I really don't care for sharp cheddar, usually.  I think that is more a social status thing, and not a good one... such as with 'fermented' fish, pork, and whatnot... which really are valuable... at the higher levels... or once were.  Yes, I've been around the... many... blocks.

The thing with shredding cheese?  Cut the portions to go in so you aren't fighting the feed tube.  Yes, that takes practice.  I finally hit it pretty well.  Oh, and it takes a bit of elbow grease... just a bit... as it requires halving the cheese lengthwise.  Which is also a bit of a risk operation.  I sort of batoned it, using a second item to help push the fore of the knife through... if I didn't actually hammer on it.

When that is done, then you need to slice the halves in lengths that will fit the shoot the long way.  Splitting the brick, if mostly nearly truly halved, covers the width.  That done, then knowing how much the bowl will hold before clogging the works is a bit of trial and error.  I found that about two and an half to three sub-blocks work about right... all give or take.  Perhaps with practice I will have an idea by the weight in my hand or visual dimensions or a bit of both?  I did okay though.

Not only do I save money, I know what is in there, keeping the shreds apart.  I use simple baking powder (not the one you put in the fridge or generally use for odor).  About a tablespoon, give or take, per two pounds.  And two pounds fits a one gallon zip-lock just right.  One went into the freezer.

If you put too much cheese through, you end up with cheese balls... which actually wouldn't be bad to bread and fry... hmm...  If you don't cut the sub-blocks to smaller than the shoot, you end up fighting your work, which is no fun.  Everything, even this, takes a few times.  Worth it?  Since time, for me, is wide open... depending more on my ability to stand at a given moment?  Yes.  If you care for having less starch (carbs) in your diet?  Also, yes.  They usually (or used to) use potato starch.  Not a great thing for a diabetic.  If you are rich?  Yes, but just have the servants do it... or the sous or prep chef... if the lead chef doesn't wish to do it by hand, himself.  Bleh.

I have the pans for cooking dinner soaking.  I prefer cast for beef and bean platters, and prefer a cast platter for tortillas.  I may have bread with the first set, tortillas for the next.  Want it all ready.  I am still terribly hungry.  Three pounds, and more, of food, topped by a goodly lot of cheese, with a loaf of bread, and a gallon of milk?  Will just serve.  Thankfully I have two meals of that size with this one prep.  My body is... quickening?  Something.  HUNGRY.

When I finish the meal, and recover, I'll... get in to the bathroom.  I'll work, I think, on removing the baseboards, and drywall that has a problem, then clear, clean, and set it back up.  I love a clean bathroom.  Then I'll take a shower and get the houseplants a watering and sauna from the residual heat and warmth.  Who knows after that.  Later.

Waking with headaches.

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While food is part of it, the other part is the temperatures.  Even with the windows open, fan on, and all, the temperature probably is just now dipping to 70.  Until a day or so ago, the cave would get down to 66.  Even then, recently, when I work more, I still needed the fan going in order to sleep better.  The fan helps, a bit, currently, but I am losing the battle with sleeping during the day.

This has put cleaning and setting up the main bedroom on the fasttrack.  I can get by, for a bit, even during the days, sleeping using the fan... although headaches will become a norm.  Soon, however, I won't even be able to sleep at night without the air conditioner.  I will be able to sleep in the day, but even with the air conditioner I will end up, often, with headaches.  Oh, I may water the plants again.  Just a bit.  If I take a shower, I will water the plants again after I finish.  They love me for it, and one is starting to look a little... rough.  I know the feeling.

Then again, I think last year I acclimated, mostly, to the heat.  Perhaps, as I am improving, I might acclimate again.  Being on a keto diet helps, if I have been fudging on that lately.  Bleh.  Fasting helps too.  I need to figure my way back to that.  It is difficult to begin keto, intermittent fasting, and both especially, when trying to do a lot of work.  It's better to begin when you can coast as may be needed until you flip over.

As much as will be done is done, for the day.

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I like what was done.  I got to the post office, to pick up a package.  I liked a supplement, but it was a bit pricey.  So I looked around, found one at about half the price, and... will try it.  The new stuff is not flavored, and is said to taste like... mule.  The south side of said.  However, if I can do this and that, and work it into some other things, perhaps it will work.  If not...  I'll think on it.

Then I pulled the hose from the cart.  Still not sure the care was worth the hassle or expense.  I then watered everything that has been planted.  I may begin doing that twice a day?  Just a bit, it doesn't take all that much, they just... while starting up... need water.  And it has up and stopped raining.  Some things looked good, some looked a little rough, some things didn't seem to be doing anything.  I suppose, as I keep watering, I'll get a better idea.  Then again it is just breaking away from frost... I mean just.  I don't think it has actually frosted for almost a month, but it has ridden that line right down to this side of 32(ish).

I wish I could have done just a bit more but I am done.  I just don't have a plug nickle left for another song and dance at the jukebox.  I am pleased with what was done, and am ready for bed.  It was hitting 70 outside, which... means it's going to be a warm one.  I'll have to turn on the fan and hope.  I'll have to push my days and nights back around, and then try to adjust windows and fans to get things, and keep them, into a climate that is reasonable.  Even at just 70 F it is too warm for me to sleep well.

Good morning and day.

Food helped a great deal.

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I really wouldn't have guessed.  Therefore, I plan to do more for food.  I bought enough cans of various beans for the meal shown.  I will add hamburger with it to fill it out properly, plus bread and an half or full gallon of tea and/or milk.  It will probably end up being... six to eight pounds of food, not including the cheese and bread... which, in my current state of hunger, will make about two meals.  Oh, I used to really eat.  Don't think I jest.  Just, once in a while, something opens up and it takes massive amounts of... whatever... to fill it.  Violence, sex, food, alcohol...  I no longer use alcohol, and sex, if it happens, will be in marriage and for procreation... well... and a bit more.  Too, I avoid violence, though that wasn't always something I sought.  Didn't have to seek it, as with sex.  A new life, but hunger remains.  Some things I could and did tune, some things... well...

It is a wonderful day, too.  The sun is up, it is mildly natured so far, I am in good shape after a bite, I have done a bit of shopping and should be good for a while.  I should be able to get to the post office.  Then water the plants and shrubs, maybe dig out and replant that flower.  If that goes well and I still have a bit of steam, I may hit the dishes, reset them, start a load of laundry, then... do some other things for food.

If all that goes well, and I still am on my feet, I might try to cut the drywall that needs to be replaced in the bathroom... so I can clean that room more fully in prep for finally fully fixing that problem.  Ah, and some business I have been forgetting to do, regarding my mortgage and phone service.  Gah.  It all sneaks up, or passes by.  I do my best if my best isn't always good enough.  I'll... keep at it.  Good morning and day.

Too late, for some things.

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I did get out.  Sure, I couldn't get everything I wanted, do everything I wanted, but I could get some food.  I wasn't sure if a suitable restaurant would be open but I knew I could at least get some groceries.  So out I went.

As I was driving through town, I noticed one of the previously 24-hour restaurants was closed for the night.  That didn't bode well.  There was, after that, other than McDonald which I have sworn off, nothing else that I could think that might be open.  The economy, stupid.  As luck would have it, they were open.  And, for their size, moderately busy.  Denny's.

I wasn't sure if the hunger I had... have... was more illusory or quite real.  Eyes, stomach, it happens.  Still, I ordered with my eyes.  A large omelet meal and a t-bone and eggs meal.  HUNGRY.  Or... so I was thinking?  I started in.  I ripped through the first meal with ease.  Unfortunately, at least gastronomically, I became engaged in a conversation.

A younger man beside me liked the cut of my order jib and said so.  Well, yeah.  This is Doom, not some fly by... Wait.  Anyway.  Yeah.  Eventually we discussed a number of topics.  I still, mostly, finished both entrees, and probably, without the discussion, could have polished off a third.  Seriously.  HUNGRY.  Still a bit hungry.  Will eat more later.  Lots more, for the next several days.  My corpse is trying to build.  I am working it, but it needs a lot of a lot of food.  Yeah, true.

I paid for his meal.  Can't... remember his name.  I will know him if I see him again, thought probably won't.  ARK... act, random kindness.  I don't get the chance often.  Man, woman, child, I do when I can because when I do what I really do...  cosmic or mundane...  It's good to be kind, it just isn't always the option available or how things have to happen.

On to shopping.  Cat litter... always cat litter.  Milk, and some regular foods.  Cheese is so much cheaper by the block... just grind yourself.  Yes, a bit of work, but well worth it.  At least with better cheeses.  Middle priced or better, or just skip it.  All save kraft, for preshredded, to me, aren't worth the money.  But still, at such a premium.  Oh, and cat treats too, so I can cut down on feeding.  Dry food on demand, one can of cat food, or two if I don't have treats.  I know.  But they aren't just house animals.  We have become friends.

I also bought houseshoes, slipons.  They last a year, maybe two if I go full-on Scotch.  :p  I have learned to control odor.  I have tried expensive to cheap and all between.  It just... doesn't matter.  They all begin to stink without a lot of care, sometimes with it.  Two pair minimum, so as to change them out every other day... give or take.  Bomb them with foot powder, spray them with anti-bacterial and anti-fungi once or twice a week, and pray.  Well, and do that to my feet after every shower/bath... or every other.  All give and take.  More maintenance, unless you come down with something.  Then it's feet, socks, and shoes, bombed and sprayed, showering or bathing daily, for two to six weeks, until... until you get back to maintenance from exhaustion.  Bleh.

Well, not a bad thing.  Later.

Thursday, May 4, 2017

Too late.

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I just couldn't get going.  Faster, my mind kept saying.  The body just would not budge.  I finally got in to the bathroom.  I was thinking I would do the dishes, but looking at the time, realized that wasn't possible... if I still wanted a chance to get to town.  So I emptied the bin of water, removed the bin of dishes, and showered.  *tick-tock*  Always, the clock, in spite of it truly meaning nothing... oh... you'll get that when you get that.

Out, but I have a scratch on my leg that is not healing well.  I have given it a good opportunity to heal on it's own, it just isn't healing fast enough.  Before something goes bad... and yes I watch... I wanted to dress it.  After a shower is the best time.  So... a couple of bigger bandages and a medium... wasn't sure which size would do, though one of the bigger ones would work as a cleaning sop along with alcohol.  Then the triple antibiotic cream, tape... other bits?  Anyway... So I dressed that right out of the shower.  In two days, unless it feels funny between, I'll strip that and redo.  I hate peeling scabs, but if I feel the need, off it goes.  Done for now.

Then I looked at the time... right at 22:00.  I thought I would check what time one of the places closes.  I thought they were open to midnight.  Sure.  The economy she sucks.  They close, now, at 22:00.  Oh well.  HUNGRY.  Did I mention that?  I've got to do something and I can't cook.  I'll... figure something out.

Being that time had timed, I did set the dishes up for a wash later.  I will also do a load of laundry in a bit.  I should look through the freezers to find food I could grill.  I don't want to cook any other way until I catch up.  Too much, for now, is too much.  And I have many other things that I really need to do.  I need food to do it, but I can't really spend time cooking.  Even grilling takes time and energy.  And, as my food regimen is changing, meat is not enough and not quite absolutely right, for me, at this point.  Gah but I hate that.  So...  I'll have to figure something out.  And will.  HUNGRY.  Hungry beyond hungry, and not just for food... but food will do, for now.  Hunger... isn't what is seems.  Play that the world is all and the truth and you will lose this game.

Right...  Later.

Sometimes it is luck.

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It is a very good thing, as this morning is turning out, that I didn't do much yesterday.  I woke with a massive headache.  To go with it, it feels as if I was smacked where the head and neck join with a 2x4.  I'm taking anacin first thing.  I should have taken anacin earlier, then attempted to sleep through some of it.  I just couldn't get it together enough to reason that through then do it.

I stayed up later today.  I am trying to push through a bit.  That isn't going well.  I seem stuck, mostly, at going to bed a few hours after dawn and waking up a few hours before dusk.  I have reasons to want to be awake in the day though, so... on I push.  When it warms up perhaps that will change... if for miserable reasons.  I truly despise heat.

I don't know if I will get to much, but I would still like to get a few things done.  I might have to consider a few tricks, regarding food.  Since keeping up on cooking is proving elusive, and falling behind on dishes even beyond, I think, perhaps, doing minor, inexpensive catering might be a way to go.  Just for a week or two, until I am back on my feet and things are back in order.  Nothing fancy, just... some of those bbq and square fast mexican food joints... you can order enough for, say, six or eight people.

That will last a week, nearing two if well preserved.  Oh, and a bucket of chicken.  I need to eat but can't do it.  It seems expensive, but if done right it shouldn't be too bad.  Especially considering I have a ribeye, these days, about every other day or more... along with other meats, then veggies too.  Disposable dishes, a microwave, and boxes of food.  I can't do keto all that well.  I can aim at it, but it won't be perfect.  I might be able to work intermittent, at least daily, in.  Ugh.  Life is messy when you can't always stand on your own two feet, and do it all yourself.  But then who can?  Messy, any way you look at it.

I think, with these notions in mind, I may attempt to finish the dishes, so as to get a shower then get out.  I can order a bucket of chicken before leaving, if the timing is good, then stop at the other two places I sort of trust on my way through.  I might pick up a menu, if they have them, for calling in pickup orders in the future.  I may simply have to... alter how I do things.  If it is price competetive, or better?  I may more go that way.  I'll still do steaks, but just grill those.  Or bake, first, then store in the fridge, grilling to finish as needed.

Once partially cooked and spiced, they will last longer.  Huh?  Yeah, trust me.  Same with burger and other meat.  Rather than let meat go bad, if you aren't crippled up as I can be, or not too busy or forgetful (will happen, won't it... *shrud*)... if you happen to realize you have meat thawed, but won't have time to do it properly, just partially or even fully cook it, spice it with salt, pepper, and some other spices but at least those, then store it.  Cooked and seasoned, meat lasts a week or two.  If it is raw, it'll go bad in a day or two.  And it is so damned expensive!  The elites, your government, and academia, don't want you eating meat... it makes you think, and makes you assertive.  That's why you shouldn't trust vegans, or even vegetarians.  They are, knowingly or not, enemies.  Directly.

Oh, well... anacin down.  I'll give it time to work, while looking around the interwebs, then try to hit the dishes, then a shower, then some food.  Still HUNGRY!  Later.

Dindu.

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Nuffin.  Only really.  On the good side, didn't feel bad all night to add injury to insult.  I did get some food in.  Not enough, but enough that I wouldn't do more for more.  What about dindu don't you understand?  I am monstrously hungry.  I'll have to figure that out.  But it's a picky hungry.  Only... something something will serve it.  I'll have to figure it out, maybe find what else might do, and then something else beyond... then stock up and tackle bits and pieces.  I don't think one feeding, or even two, will do.  HUNGRY!

Anyway.

I did research through the night.  Looking at how to apply laminate, viewing other sorts of counter top material... and general wood treatments, such as varnish.  Woodworking is a bit off.  I could use the circular saw and other tools I have.  It just becomes really tight trying to get accurate precise cuts.  Some of the more technical cuts are simply out of reach in practical terms for a noob with simpler tools.  Hmm... maybe I never purchased a router?  I don't know, though I am starting to wonder.  Whenever I think something dark has happened, I look into it.  I am not seeing anything, on this regard.  So, if I had one, and don't now, that would have been something I did.  Oh, why I can't see what I might have done?  While I am from the dark, and can see into it, I am no longer of the dark.  Well, that and one, with the sight, of whatever sort, has the most difficult time seeing ones own self... unless that is... meant to be, by a greater power.

Whatever is haunting me is still here.  Less so, over time.  Or I am focusing well enough to block some of it out?  I crumpled the paper wrapper for a pound of hamburger.  It was dry, as the hamburger was in a plastic bag too.  I set the crumpled paper on the counter, as I was going to then pour tea into one of my half-gallon mason jars, for the refrigerator.  Just as I was about to pour... the paper was thrown at me.  Really.  I don't get the feeling that there is anger.  More... mischievous... playful... a bit lonely.  Wants my attention, and to be a minor pest.  Makes me smile.

Believe as you like.  In a bit, when time has gone by and these things stop, again, for a while... I'll join you in disbelief.  The certainty of simple observation, the freshness of the experiences, at the moment, doesn't leave me with much of a choice.  I know these things are happening.  Could they be wanting me to return?  Or telling me that I might?  No... I just don't think so.  However, it may mean others are about to cross.  Many?  If they do, yes, many will die.  Oh... you'll know.  It won't be a rash of car accidents, unless caused by a minor nuke, or massive shelling, or... some such.

I think elites are willing to pull the plug if they can't get what they want.  They really will.  This is not going to go well for them.  Houses, royal and other families, and companies, will not just prove there isn't such a thing as too big to fail, they will cease to exist down to manservants and maids.  *blink*  I don't think it matters if they unleash the dogs or not.  Some of the dogs will be going right after them.  It's a double blind thing God arranged.  Being blind to God is... problematic.  Anyway...  Time will tell.  Though, I think, as they keep it up... too late.

Good night.

Hungry.

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Yeah, nothing much.  I'm not quite feeling as good as I had been.  I am not as bad as I was though either.  One thing has changed, in spite of already having eaten.  Yeah.

Seriously.  I'm going to go see what I can stack and cook and then eat.  Pardon, it's... a family thing I think.  I could probably eat a couple pounds of meat.  Beans would be good but the time it would take to prep is too long.  Later.

Feeling almost good.

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I wasn't sure how tonight would go.  The prospects were ill.  I am still a bit sore, but the anacin helped.  Actually, I am feeling much better.  Not enough better to have gotten to anything.  I am not sure I will get to work, either.  Well, maybe a bit.  I don't truly mind, so long as I am feeling better.

I did make a bite to eat, and will make another shortly.  Nothing fancy, I don't have anything fancy to prepare.  Hmm... could do snails though.  Yeah, I keep a few odds and ends in the cupboard.  Do snails go with hamburgers?  Hmm... maybe some other time.

I would like to get into the bathroom a bit.  The thing with the drywall removal is I would want my chalk line device.  Perhaps I can easily find it.  If so, then that would go forward.  Otherwise I might just do up dishes, shower, then finish the dishes, and give the toilet a rough, better clean, then rinse.  I'm not sure about the rest of it... if I can't find the chalker.

You know, there are some things I have always wanted to do.  I am not sure I need knew cabinets.  And, yet, maybe.  Some of the cabinetry, to the right of the stove, needs at least tacked in.  I think they had to remove some of it, and pull some of it, to get a modern stove in.  They never got it tacked back... though that does make it easier to change stoves.  Or pull the stove for cleaning.  *cough*  Even so, with the right tools, new cabinets are not that expensive... and could be done over time even so.  To gauge the task, I could do a few things in the garage.  A double hanging cabinet, perhaps a couple of floor based drawer cabinets, just to see.  Plus, with the counter tops and perhaps the addition for the table saw, maybe putting laminate on some things.

Honestly, I am curious about how these things work... how to do things.  I love making things, doing them right, learning from mistakes, taking risks with ego and coin to improve and learn.  Yeah.  While I'm not, so far, able to do much, I can look over some of these things, see how others do them, and pick up a bit here and there.  Yeah.  Later.

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

Some thoughts.

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It is about time to get to it.  I did purchase an oscillating saw, and will use it to cut drywall in the bathroom... before cleaning in there.  Seems a reasonable way to go.  The removal is the only part of that job which will be messy.  I also looked for ideas as to removing the floor/wall trim.  That is why I am removing some drywall, because I didn't remove that trim correctly.  However, the drywall may have been wet, so there might not have been a good way to do it.  The trim I will be removing is on dry drywall.  Even so, it's good to have a better idea of how exactly to do it, and see it done that way and successfully.

Beside, finally, getting to a task that has been on my mind for a very long time, I love getting to use new tools.  Want me to do something?  It needs to be simple enough, I need to have all that is needed, and if a new tool is included?  There you go.  I try to remember, when buying a power tool, to buy a hand tool while at it.  I would like to have mechanical drills, hammers and sledge hammers, saws, chisels, and wood planes, to go with the electric tools.  Both for emergencies, and because, sometimes, just picking up and using, say, a chisel is a lot more time and energy efficient then get out a router and figuring everything out with that.

Oh, but... some ideas.  Not sure from where ideas spring, only that when they arrive, I often put them here.  Why?  Well, mostly, for me to entertain and consider... at a bit more distance than right in my brainpan.  When I find myself IN the idea, I can't always sort the meaning or emotions well.  When I take them out of my mind, put them to music sometimes, then stick them here?  I have a bit more of a chance to figure things out.  More, I can release my mind to get to other things as well.  Having a storm in the mind is... not good for production.  Perhaps you all benefit from it.  Entertainment, I think, is what some suggest.  True, false, weird?  I don't care.  It's not... for you.  Enjoy or not.  Ah, anyway, back to it.  Here you go.  Figure it out on your own, or just enjoy.

Not doing well.

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Awake.  I have been awake off and on all night.  I simply didn't get to sleep, not well, not for long.  Sore, stiff, off-key, out of sorts, call it what you will.  If those are all considered different, they are true.  There are probably a few other descriptions which could be used.  I just don't feel well, rested, or orderly.  I slept without the girls, initially, but that didn't help.  Letting them in was actually pleasant... if perhaps I did need to try to sleep alone... just to be sure.

I am hoping to do a few small light things today.  First thing, I'd like to get out and water the plants.  Perhaps dig that flower out and replant it over.  That would be it for outside.  The sun has been out.  It would have been nice to be up for it more of the day, and to be outside to help condition myself for the coming change of season.  I suppose, as with slowly hardening plants, people or whatever I might be, could use some slow but steady hardening to the weather as well.

My neck is out, the back feels as if there is a kink in it, muscles are sore, a headache is brewing.  Anacin might fix some of that.  Tea, first thing.

The main focus is on getting the kitchen and bathroom back in shape.  One big push could get it all back in order in one night.  At least to where I had it.  I am not sure I have that.  If I can just get one room completely fixed up and screwed down I will be happy.  Anything extra would be welcome.  The bathroom, of course.  Though I would like to take the trash out and clean countertops and the stove while working with hot water and other cleaning in the bathroom.  Yeah... we will see.

I did clean the new water system for the girls the other night.  They suggested cleaning it out monthly.  I think every two weeks would be best, especially in the summer.  Though, really, I think, year around, every two weeks would be best.  It wasn't terrible, it just isn't something I'd like to drink.  Though, I have to say, even as it was, it was better than trying to keep up on a bowl daily.  Cleaning when I noticed, just filling sometimes either way.  I have noticed that the girls keep their coats even more pristine than before.  Oh, and far fewer hair balls.  Yeah... more fresh clean water seems to really do them well.  And they never smell dusty anymore.  The fifteenth(ish) and the first(ish), and that will be that.

You know, I have been thinking about several projects.  I sort of gave up on some older notions, because deeper post hole digging just seemed... a bit much.  And I  really don't like to rent equipment.  You can't be sure of the equipment, there are responsibilities, and blindsiding, the cost, and return timing... it's troublesome.  While looking around, as I do, and on topics I review, I noticed something very interesting.  Of course, I don't know how much it costs... but an earth auger which would attach to my chainsaw?  Who knew.  They have one for ice and for drilling in wood, and in various sizes for all of those things.  I can't find a price.  Might be too much for standard use.  But... it does offer an option that I didn't know existed.  Here, watch.  Awesome.

I suppose.

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Bedtime.  Well past bedtime.  Or, actually, not near bedtime?  Well, yes.  I had been staying up later, perhaps until 10:00.  But something went wrong, and I have been needing sleep.  The nap wasn't enough.  I should have been to bed long ago.  So, yes, bedtime, much past bedtime, and way early for bedtime.  I think I'll sleep shortly.

 I have decided not to spend anything unusual (on tools or etc) until at least the middle of the month.  Mostly.  There is one thing that has been on my mind for a long time.  The mirror in my en suite is glued on.  It is a bigger mirror, 3'x5' or 4'x6'... it's been a while since I looked and I have never measured.  Before I take the vanity out I want the mirror down.  I think the two, even if separated by a bit, could react badly.  The mirror might even just fall from vibrations, bumps, etc.  So... yeah.  I finally looked up a way that might be done.  Damned dangerous work, really, but... such is life.

Which means?  Well, if I can get my sh*t in one sock, and get ready and be able to get out before long, I will place one unusual purchase before the middle of the month... shims... if I can find long ones.  Unless I can find material that will work in the garage.  I'd like at least four, and at least two to four feet?  Something like that.

Napped already.

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I might end up just calling it a night, or something, going on back to bed, and finding out where that leads.  Tired.  I have eaten.  I turned up the furnace.  It just doesn't matter.  I can't seem to get going.  No worries.  I have been working fairly well for a while... at least relative to my more distant past, probably even my nearer past.  Perhaps I have simply run out of steam for a bit... at least until the weather reforms.

There are ideas that keep me thinking.  I would like to call about a larger dumpster, so as to clear out the cave.  Of course, before I do that, I would like to get about half of what I suspect will be going ready to go.  Perhaps more if it seems to take a long time to get things ready.  If it takes a month to get half of what I plan to remove ready to go, for example, I might try to get two thirds of it ready.  I don't want to keep the thing for more than a month.  In, filled as needed, dumped as required, then out... efficiency.  I might be able to call so as to know the costs involved.

There are some things which have been on my mind for many years.  A computer desk, for example.  I have two, sort of, at the moment.  Neither are quite what I had hoped.  More, I would like one which can be raised and lowered.  Do I really want to stand to compute?  Maybe.  I don't think it would be terrible to give it a shot.  As well, it would be a fun project to attempt.  There are several ways to go about it.  Which is cheapest isn't always the way, but comparing costs is worth the time... along with a few other variables to compare.

Now, I have actually found three four ideas online (while collecting the vids, I saw an awesome new vid).  I believe there are a few others I might consider, and have considered on my own.  Beyond the idea of an adjustable computer desk is, as shown, the idea of an adjustable tool bench... allowing for tools to be neatly tucked away, or brought out and up for easy use.  It isn't even the idea of getting older and not wanting to lift or lower tools, it's also the idea of using more brain than brawn.  On any given day a simple project, just for the effort, for anyone, might seem a bit out of reach... just that bit extra is enough to cancel something.  I hate canceling things.  So... think ahead.

Tuesday, May 2, 2017

They are still here.

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I avoid looking, mostly.  When I see something out of the corner of my eye I simply avoid looking, if I remember.  I was starting to get jumpy.  Ghosts don't really frighten me these days.  Enough... encounters... though... and I was starting to become unnerved.  I must have done well.  But that didn't end the events.  Now, ever few minutes to hours I hear a thump.  At first I thought it was the cats.  Then I realized it couldn't be.  Sometimes the girls were with me, when I was sleeping last night.  As well, unless the girls gained fifty pounds, I don't think they can thump like that.

I started ignoring that.  Now there are a few other odd noises.  As well, things are being tossed, sometimes at me.  It's not as if I am being attacked, it's more that something(s) want attention.  I simply don't know how to give that.  I'm sure there are various things here.  Some of them seem to know me.  Yeah, I could be telling you stories.  I'm just not.

Holy flagpole, Batman!

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I suggested that, in a dream recently, putting up a flag was... encouraged.  Among other things.  I have been looking at temporary and longer term fixes for this idea.  For now, a smaller flag, and a new or repaired bracket, is the way I would have to go.  However, I have been reviewing taller flag poles, from 20 to 30 foot.  Well... that... is both expensive and quite a chore to install.

I haven't found a simple formula for how much of a ground must (should?) be added to a flag pole, which would go deeper than the buried depth.  I have found how deep the pole should be buried in order to obtain the greatest strength, after which diminishing returns would eliminate any additional strength... 10% of the height is the simple bury depth (if that can be a bit more complicated for various reasons, perhaps).

The thing is, beside digging, to a degree for both the flag and possibly a bit for the ground, there is: adding a sleeve, surrounded by the concrete; filling the sleeve with the pole and then sand; and a few other things.  And it takes a lot of concrete and at least some decent amount of sand.  Really?  Yes.  It's a heck of a job.  Well, not this year.  But at least I have some idea about just how much work that is.  The cost, however, is still... an unknown.  In part because I am not sure whether steel or aluminum is best, what exact height I do want, how much concrete and sand... exactly... is needed or even how much per bag...  My guess is even a 20' flag, done correctly, is a small fortune.  Oh, and while I have seen flag poles in the $50's (never go with the cheapest?), I have seen other poles being offered in the $400~$500 range, and higher.  Really?  *sigh*  I'll get on the standard, small, side pole soon enough.  The other pole might be a year or two off.  Now, I am excited, a bit, about the work.  It's the costs which have me twitching.

Oh, the other thing?  Looking at the calendar and reviewing the particular saint for a day.  I am not certain there is a saint for every day.  Though some saints are doubled, or more, on single days.  As well, there are new and old saints' days.  Depending on your source, you might find there are, in a way, many saints on a given day.  The saint for today is St. Athanasius.  A bishop, doctor of the church, and all around good guy.  *smile*  I have read about him, from several sources.  I have a general sense that... I appreciate him and his work.  He even found peace in his time, and left in peace.  Pretty fly... for a saint.  It's good when, from time to time, a saint doesn't have to be martyred to make the headlines.  Amen.

Later.

Awake but rough.

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Why, I ask.  I simply do not know.  The work yesterday was exceedingly light, and I had help.  I ate reasonably well.  It is warming, every so slightly, if it is rather dark still.  I think, actually, it was darker yesterday than usual.  Maybe more or harder weather came through.  Or, sum total, over time, I have worn myself out.  Oh, and I have fallen off medication again.  Gah!

Today?  Dishes, laundry, a bath maybe if later, working in the kitchen and bedroom.  If I do something outside, it will be replanting that flower, oh and I need to water everything.  Yeah, I will get outside.  I am not quite up getting the ladder out to clean the gutters, but that is on my list for this week.

For some reason I am terribly hungry.  As I said, I ate well yesterday.  Not sure what is up with that.  Still, a quick bite to start things off.

Oh, one other thing interior... my oscillating 'saw' arrived.  I may attempt to cut drywall in the bathroom that needs changed.  I also need to decide if I can simply replace trim that had to be removed, or if I need to remove all of it and start over.  Ugh...  I will surely like it to be done though.  I will just... feel better?  In several ways, yes.  Hmm... if I have to remove the rest of the trim, which is as I suspect, I might as well paint in there.  I was thinking a light pink.  Hahahaha  Just wanted to see you choke.  No, either (and really this time) a mild yellow, a baby blue, a bright white, or a brighter eggshell/taupe.  I'm... just not sure.

Well, on to a snack.  Later.

Research.

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Not all research is fruitful.  That is with the given that even the best research needs to be reviewed with great skepticism.  Even if it is true, it may not apply.  How a Floridian plants and tends an orange tree has no linear or parallel application where I live.  True, but with the givens, useless.  As many variables as can be found need to be compared for acceptance or elimination.  Even if the writer does his level best, and I do mine, it doesn't always work even so.

What I have been researching is wiring.  I want at least one, and maybe two, sub panels in my garage.  Perhaps a single, 125a, 240v, panel would do.  So long as I don't run several bigger devices at once.  I have no plans for a whole shop dust collection system.  And I think that panel would have enough room for a couple of 220v, 30a outlets, plus a double 20a, several 15a, and maybe lights... if those could go on one of the 15a circuits.  The only other thing would be a garage door.  But that could probably go on one of the 15a circuits too, more so since it would be only used when all else is off.  Different 15a circuits, of course.  I don't think any of the equipment I am looking at requires the 220v, 50~60a service.

What I am looking to find is the gauge of wire.  I won't go with aluminum.  I, and many others, simply don't trust it.  I believe I need 2-2-2-4?  2 gauge, four wire.  It's under a hundred feet.  Still, that's, give or take, between $4.50~$8.50 a foot... if I have some trouble finding it by the foot.  Unless I am seeing something wrong?  I can't find the exact wire though, and sources are proving to be problematic.  Some are suggesting I need 4, or 3, 3/0 I have seen or 2/0 if it is home...  Now, there might be another way to do it... perhaps running two milder runs?  I am sure that wouldn't pass inspection though.  And I'm not sure that would be wise.  Perhaps it is never done?

I have some ideas about how to learn more.  I am pretty sure there are some shortcuts.  Some much more safe than others.  The internet just isn't my friend on this topic.  Is it purely a safety issue?  No.  It's a money issue as well.  There are complications involved, and danger.  But they don't help by overcomplicating things, making instructions and rules both obscure and regional (if one way was truly safer, it should be uniform... which tells me much).  No, this is an attempt to keep certain people in business.  I'll... keep looking.

I have a few things to do, not sure if I will get to them yet today.  There is always tomorrow.  I didn't get to the dishes, kitchen, or anything else.  Oh well, as I said, tomorrow.  Good night.

Monday, May 1, 2017

Awesome.

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Beside getting in the raspberry and other berry bushes, a bit of conversation and company was good.  I asked about a number of things beyond.  Garlic, when and how... and grocery variety.  And a flower I would like to move, before it gets plowed.  I have another like it on the side of the house.  I have the plans, and will do it tomorrow.  I am finished with outdoor work for the night.

Everything is planted.  I think it was all in good shape when it went in.  Other than having to fiddle with the asparagus, and perhaps get ready for some flower beds later... and a few fiddly bits beyond, such as watering and minor weeding, I am done until fall and trees.  Pears and apples, perhaps.  I'd love peaches but those are rather... we are pushing it to try them here.  Even so, it would be wonderful.

Perhaps a few raised beds this fall, a few more in spring, eventually a minor area of raised beds, surrounded by a narrower raised area.  Then experimenting with planting this and that, here and then, and mixing and matching.  I don't need all that much on my own.  Though if I wish to store some of it, perhaps more would be good.  If nothing else, it might well get me outside a bit more often.  Which may, actually, lead to more.

Oh, shortly, I need to get ahold of a local gent, and have him show me where the trailheads are for several paths I mean to climb this year.  I won't say I'll finish anything.  I am sure, however, if I can find the trailheads, I will, from time to time, make my way toward trouble.  I think even I, from time to time, will surprise myself.  The quick path to the top, and getting there in an hour or three?  Just maybe.  I'm not always fully human.  Even partly, or mostly, dead, I... do well, from time to time.  UP!

I am thinking about the lawn mower.  I've got a couple of weeks to consider it.  I need to check money, check this, check that...  It will help with some of the work, such as clearing the old henhouse and the two little barns, and setting those back up.  I might even attempt to mildly electrify the henhouse, after the new roof *cough*.  Instead of trying to run electricity that far out, I may begin tinkering with solar.  Just enough panels for minor lighting and maybe water heating, but enough room to add more panels for the little barn out there, for heat and larger water heating capacity.  Who knows.  Some years I get to things, it seems I am getting to more each year, but there... isn't always more going on.

Hey, life is good.  Work is good.  Figuring things out, growing your own, tinkering, figuring, doing... all good.  I did want more from life, but this isn't bad.  And, I suspect, I have much more to do and a long time to be doing it yet.  On the good side, I think what I am doing, and hoping to do, is much more to the wise than what I had in mind.  If... that might be part of why I ended up how I am.  Better to be humble, loving, kind, than to be king of all the world, prince of armies, lord of lands and people who don't wish to be free.  Odd, though, how sometimes... one can still end up, for a time, in some places, and for certain reasons, being the same.

Later.

A bunch in a hurry.

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At least along my lines of regularity, action, and time.  The bushes have had their roots trimmed and are being watered.  A bit of very minor cleanup in the kitchen, very minor but ongoing.  Then a shower.  After that I cleared some dishes, along with what was in there, got them into the big bin and they are now soaking.  There is always more to do.

I just wish I could figure out a way to get the place to 'tare' to zero, so I would always start from clean.  I have known some people who can, mostly women though, and not all or many of them.  The guys who have women like that often take that for complete granted.  Then again, I also think there is something to it.  If you worship a woman for something, she goes one of two ways.  Either she begins to want to renegotiate or she see you as beneath her... or both.  It's a complicated system.  Made impossible by modern politics, ethics, and moralities... which are usually counter to the real terms they have replaced.

Oh, raspberry bushes are about on the way.  Dinner arrived, so I best eat that and get ready.  It looks like, with the raspberry and other bushes in tonight, everything, for this time of year, will be planted.  Awesome!  Now I just have to water from time to time, watch, and do a little burying with the asparagus.  Well, and maybe put in some bulbs or other flowers when it warms, and maybe some trees this fall.  I'm on the way to being, if a minor one, a homesteader.  Even if I don't eat, it is there.  Strawberries and replacements for anything that fails, next spring.  Fun.  Later.

Never a dull new day.

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Down late, up late, it's just how it is working for now.  I don't mind as long as I get my licks in.  Work, work, work, and play.  It's the other way around, but for health not will.  On a very good note, Taking Friday off, then Sunday, even with the heavy work(tm) Saturday I am in good shape.  Now to figure out what to do.

I didn't finish the dishes, didn't touch laundry, though planting is primary.  I dug the initial holes for the bushes.  I will need to dig those deeper... a good bit deeper.  Thus, perhaps, wider.  Before I mess with that, if I think I can get that done, I need to trim the roots and put those starters in water.  I think, something like, a four to eight hour soak before planting is what was suggested.  Oh, hey, about those suggestions?  Just understand that, give what dirt is, and the limits of sight to eye measuring (or even with measuring devices, given all other variables), and such... I do my best, that is all.  It won't be exact, some of it will be very off.  Just saying.

So, first thing I will do is trim the roots and set them in room temperature water... actually let me do that right now, before I even start really waking. ...  Done.  Given all the givens, they probably won't get to soak as long as indicated.  On the good side, they are beginning to green out, as is.  I think this will work just fine.  It should be warm enough to water them.  If not, I will do that first thing tomorrow.  I will water everything, first thing, tomorrow while at it.  Yeah, that is how it will go.

With that done, and a while to go before finishing, I would like to do up the few dishes in the soak and a few utensils.  Wash, again, rinse, and dry.  As well, I'll look over the laundry, for sure, this time.  Cleaning in the kitchen and bedroom are also on the list.  What order?  No clue.  What happens, happens, as it happens.  Details tend to themselves, devil haunted or not.  Hmm... perhaps a shower first... soon.  Yeah.  Later.

Sunday, April 30, 2017

While resting, planning.

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Okay, sure, I actually need to figure out how to wire the garage before I can truly get going with a shop.  I would like to get some heavier outlets, and regular outlets, out there, then split them around the garage so as to be able to plug something in almost anywhere... after which an automatic garage door, better lighting, and then insulation and rough finishing can go forward.  Of course, while all that is going forward, the shop will, itself, come together a tool, bench, or system at a time.  In theory?  If I live long enough?  Yeah.

Some things have been on my mind for a long time.  Some specifically, such as the need for certain tools.  A table saw is primary.  I'd love to purchase a true cabinet saw.  If I got the wiring right, the power shouldn't be a problem.  However, the real deal cabinet saws are not really meant to be moved.  Nor would there be a good place to move the saw aside.  Most things I purchase will need to be made so that they can be moved aside, put up, etc.

Beside tools, there are often systems into which tools can be fit which would make the tools much more useful.  An example would be a router table, for a more powerful router.  A hand router is good for some things.  To do serious routing for heavy or deep designs, hand routers would be difficult, imprecise, and perhaps dangerous.  Some of these tool cabinets can be hand made.  Even a ripsled for the table saw, until a crosscut saw could be afforded... if that would ever be possible.  Negotiations, between want, cost, space, and a few other things, will be an ongoing thing.

Still, I keep thinking about making stuff with what is on hand in order to use tools more fully.  Here are a couple of variations for a router table, an option for dowel instead of screw jigs, and a side work table if the main table isn't available or is otherwise employed.  A boy can dream.  Enjoy.

Not a bad start.

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I thought I would be a bit rough this morning.  I pushed through a lot of work after needing a break from serious discomfort just the day before.  Oh, well, I am not completely pain free.  And my muscles are a bit rigid.  Nothing that would be noticed, however.  I may take anacin just because, or maybe because I am pleased with what I have done.  I have earned it, as I see things.

While I was asleep I dreamed a notion right about the time I was waking.  I, now, purchase two calendars every year.  One of pin-up girls, one with the Catholic holy days.  And, outside, I think I saw a mount for a flag.  Now that life has improved, and I can, mostly, know one day from another, both of these can become useful.  Something, back in my mind, suggested that I make the attempt to put out the flag on the prescribed days, and begin studying the saints on their given holy days.  I might not be in great condition, or always able to get out and celebrate holy and national holidays, but perhaps these little things might... be meaningful.  To myself and to others.

I would, probably, need to get a new post, for now, and a flag.  Though, to be honest, I would like to get an actual flag pole.  Oh, I'd love a fifty or hundred foot pole with a huge flag!  Thing is, I suspect it would take a number of folk to change that flag anyway.  And the neighbors just might grumble?  There are... limits.  Anyway...  But a fifteen or twenty foot pole, with the US and Utah flag?  Winter to summer and back?  I don't know.  I've been thinking of that since I moved in.  I simply haven't gotten to it, yet.  My dream said it was time.  Time for it and more.

Later.

Surprised.

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It's a bit before I have been normally going to bed, several hours early.  I believe I will be able to go on to sleep.  A good think I suppose.  Then again I know my days are tilting, so going to be early means getting back through to days is going to take longer.  I did earn it, with the work today.

My legs are, so far, just fine.  They aren't sore, stiff, or going to concrete or rubber.  Generally I am feeling good as well.  Not too tired, stretched, or the like.  Yet I worked and have a normal good want for rest.  Tomorrow is a day of rest.  I'll try to keep it that way.  Food making, but no more.  Hmm... you know though, I should get around to figuring out how to cook only during the weekdays, coasting on the weekends somehow.  Or just have foods on hand that don't need much work.  Yeah, I'm... right on that.

I hope to be ready to work Monday.  With everything planted I want to begin working on the gutters, getting them cleaned, and assessing what I might want to add with regards to those and water collection.  Then, and mostly, getting back to work inside.

Inside?  Two areas of concern, if many actual areas, projects, chores.  I'd like to get the kitchen and bathroom back into trim, cleaning and clearing wise.  I would also like to work on several plumbing projects.  Replacing the kitchen plumbing, the bathroom sink plumbing, and working on the dripping faucets.  Then on to finishing the laundry, catching up on dishes, and getting back into the bedroom.

Beyond that, tearing out some things in the bathroom and beginning to work in there.  It's still a bit cold.  A frost could be a problem while working in there, still.  I'd like to save the mirror, as much as possible, that is glued to the wall.  Perhaps I could cut the drywall out with it, then work to get that off.  Why?  I saw a neat project... an inset shelf with a mirror back.  Why waste?  The cabinet in there, however, is toast.  There really isn't much there worth saving.

I am planning to order a few tools this month.  But with plans for the lawn mower I have to go easy.  Next month I am hoping to buy a smaller, portable, but powerful enough table saw.  Ugh... but it's time.  Other than a router, and maybe a set of more powerful cordless power tools, I am mostly set up for pretty solid woodworking and home care.  I would like to learn more about electrical work though, and be able to run some lines, check lines, and rewire a few runs that don't work... plus make sure I have enough power, and have it safely run, in a few areas.  Perhaps, with a few small jobs, I might figure out how to do a larger one or two runs to the garage.

Yeah... well... I am doing things.  Things are getting done again.  I'll keep at it, as I can.  It's pleasant to work well enough that a day off a Sunday, a holy day, is needed.  Good night.