Lots and lots of sleep.

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And problems.

I called my bank.  Too late, they said, to cancel one of the bills.  In spite of telling me last month they wouldn't pay accounts early.  My bank seems to be working with creditors, against me, in an attempt to create overdrafts and other fees and charges.  I have changed some things Which should end that.  As well, I will be fixing other problems.

I heard the doorbell.  Then knocking.  Shortly after waking.  Couldn't find a cover... hat.  Still, peaked out.  Didn't see a vehicle in my drive.  If there was a vehicle out front, I would have had to look in such a way as to be seen.  So I didn't look.  Shortly after I heard a vehicle moving.  It was my known neighbor.  I texted him.  Nothing back.

And, for the last bit of time, days, a week or two, her.  Several of them?  It is difficult, the celibate life.  Real, imagined, memory, ghost, an actual psychic reaching out... or tease, or else, I cannot say.  It does stress my way and will.  She has to know the price.  It is available, but costs a ring.  On the good side, my price frightens her a lot more than her offer disturbs me.


It will work out eventually.  Still so tired.  I am going to attempt to get those small things finished, from the list the other day.  But I am already failing again.  I will feed and water the critters first.  If more is possible, a shower then opening counter space.  Good day, and night.  Fortunes and blessings.