A rough go.

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What is wrong?  Hmm... *squints*  Yesterday.  I cooked off too long.  Pushed it too late.  Then woke too early to do more.  I am satisfied with it, there is a cost involved.  I did clean out my cooler.  I will clean out my car and get that cleaned, perhaps.  I will make it to the appointment.  That is probably it.  Oh, perhaps set an oil change and tire rotation appointment for tomorrow?  Ugh.

I am hungry but I don't have anything easy, right, to cook.  I may root around a bit more.  No butter either.  Oh!  Eggs!  It's getting a bit bland.  Just eating fried eggs, by themselves, a bit to often.  I need... something else.  An half a potato, leftover baked, fried with the eggs, bacon, even toast.  Bacon, steak, etc., could be every meal.  The carbs, even gooder kinds, would need to be occasionals.  The limits on meats is expense and added work.  Ugh.

I also shaved.  I tried baby lotion.  Why.  Well, I am cooking my face by daring the heat.  Baby lotion was a part of a suggested regimen for that.  I also heard that one could shave with it.  And?  Jowls, yes, chin, no.  Youch.  It would have been an easy way to apply, mostly.  I hate putting stuff on as much as I hate taking medicine.  I still need to shower.

I am slowly gathering things I will be taking.  Some gifts, some items I use, tools.  It'll be more than I thought.  If it will fit easily in the back bench, including clothes.  Ugh.

My mother called yesterday.  I just got the notification this morning.  Just checking.  She sounded rather happy.  I was beginning to wonder about it all.  Frustrating days of heat during the moving process.  And she is slowing a bit.  Though I have serious talent at hitting the wrong chord at the right time, absolutely without effort or intent to make the most loving, mild, humble critter turn into a raving beast out for blood.  I... really do.  Oh, but you knew that.  *recall*

Uhm?  Eggs!  I am so hungry they will do plain.  Really, not bad, just...  Farm fresh is worth it.  Later.