Wrestled with the alarm.

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Not a bad show.  I didn't sleep until midnight, after... a quarter? half after?  I heard the alarm at 3:00, almost thought I could wake.  While debating the potential I dream debated right through that snooze group.  Still, compelled by my belief that I was >this close<, I reset the alarm to a few minutes into the future.  I road that into oblivion, as well as the set of snoozes which started at 5:00.  I rode them all to their ends, but kept thinking I should get up.  Finally, at a bit after 6:00, I did wake.  It was as good as I could do.

It was raining all night.  perhaps small hail?  The droplets were sure hitting hard if not.  I did feed and water the ducks again last night.  It looks like they may need twice a day, as often as possible.  I would guess laying regularly requires vast amounts of food.  Not a single day finds them with food left over.  Being both warmer and with longer days, added to laying, and they have become serious eaters.

I do believe another shower today.  When I miss showering for a few extra days, I get the creeps about it.  I can't get cleaner, not really, but I can wash away the ugly sense of being unclean.  Oiling two days in a row, after good scrubbings, might get rid of dry skin though.  My feet are absolutely amazing.  Still... oh, I need to set up an appointment.

I have roast leftovers, hot tea going, will make chia cereal this morning, and that is that?  Maybe.  I am cleaning and clearing little areas, slowly.  I still need to hit larger areas, more vigorously, or I'll slip behind.  The bathroom and bedroom today, if I can work through exhaustion.  Maybe.

A call.  My mother.  Just a short check.  Later my brother.  Waking first, red eyes, mumbling, stumbling, and other rare waking issues.  But all good given the givens.  I hope your day goes well.  Later.