Saturday, June 22, 2019

Still Saturday?

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I am so confused!  I thought it might already be Monday.  Such long days and little sleep, then waking up into Saturday three different times.  At midnight, then a nap from ¿6:00~8:00? Until noon, then sleep again from early afternoon until 19:30?  I can't be sure about the times, only that I am certain I woke three times, after heavy sleeps, into Saturday.  And, strangely, there is still quite a bit of Saturday left.  Possibly enough for another sleep and wake, if I think not.

I continue to feel like hell.  A dozen and more bm's on and I still need more gone.  Oh, cabbage!  And a beef roast.  Well, and chia and ground flax every day for a bit.  Cabbage and those seeds for cereal, along with plenty of fats in butter and cream, helps.  I had cut back a bit much on food.  I simply have to eat more, and fatter, and much more fiber.  Odd how cutting consumption in the wrong way leads to weight gain.  If I don't think it is from fat storage.  It is from g.i. food hoarding.  Thus actual mechanical bloat. It isn't gas.

I'll get started on dinner, hit laundry which while dry could use a quick warm spin as well as starting a load of whites, then hitting dishes.  Nothing fancy, do what I can.  Perhaps more if I get those all on track.  I finally had enough sleep to do something.  Days and nights aren't right, but oh well.  I haven't done what I wanted to do, I have done what I had to do.  Weather has been absolutely nuts on top of it.  We are still cycling not just between spring and summer but winter and summer still.  I count the 30's as winter.

I'll... do what I must and attempt what wisdom divines, as possible.  Later.

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