Hitting a brick wall.

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Not a great puzzle.  Stop eating for three days while working on your household and laundry and you get what you get.  It isn't exhaustion, it is more a declining ability to act.  If you have ever driven a sharp v-8, then hopped into a four cylinder brick, you have the idea.

Laundry has been switched.  I am going to just keep washing as I cycle now.  The remaining loads are all small and easy to fold.  I should finish laundry today.  I keep thinking about getting the shave and shower, but... I'll set the alarm for an hour, then push through.  After that, probably a break, then setting up all but the cast iron in one last set of dishes.

Trash can wait, possibly until after my next wake.  If need be.  Would rather get it together and out before sleep.  Just so sluggish... keeping options open.  I may have to eat something.  If, as suggested, going to a fat fast - half normal calories, 90% fat - for several days.  I'll test blood sugar in an hour or two... thinking on the subject until then.  Procrastination can be a friend.

Oh, right, church.  I have been so off for so long I had lost track.  I started looking around.  Perhaps.  I need a few items blessed, and would like to obtain holy water and set up a few areas for that.  I even purchased sponge material to help retain that.  But more, it's a matter of confession then mass.  It's... been a while... inner and outer concerns.  But, I know.  I do.  I just can't always do much about it.  At least I know God knows.  For He knows what I know about these things, and more.

Hmm?  Later.