Awake, perhaps soon to be at it.

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Sleep was good.  The room was in the low forties, perhaps lower?  I sleep so much better that way, especially when terribly tired.  I think I heal better that way too.  Just is how it is.  Dreams, but their memories aren't lasting.  Dreaming often, for the last few days.  Am I done yet?  It ain't over, I don't know but I'm pretty sure.  Awake at 7:30-8:00, to bed around 21:30.


I was so tired yesterday I couldn't do natural things let alone external jobs, etc.  Too much water, which is why I weighed in at 270.  However I am losing a lot in size.  The flannel shirts I purchased, which just barely... almost... fit?  I was able to just, rightly, wear one... but over a t-shirt!  And could tuck those into my skinny jeans as if those were my normals or bigs.  Yeah, with fluid control issues I... have learned their drill.  Nutz!  Though it could be worse.

Today?  I want one job absolutely... two jobs done at any cost, first.  The area under the sink needs to be cleared and cleaned, not just one cleaning.  After the first shot, one more after it dries.  That should do if I'm a Nazi about it each time.  Then trash and recycling is to go out.  Every bin and bucket, everything if the reefer, all things trash, garbage, refuse, recycling.  Not that there is much, just that I keep missing something and becoming frustrated.  Not this week!

If all that happens well, quickly?  Batch cooking.  Beef roast, hamburger and pork sausage crumble mix, egg sausage bacon cups, one romain readied for salads, and then boiled eggs for snacks.  If I can stay at and on top all might get done.  With another goal of catching up in the kitchen, cleaning ahead and behind would be good if possible.  Oh, but a just body wash first...  or such.

Yes?  The captain wrote it so...  Later.