A good morning.

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Awake at six.  This time I made a great effort, a successful one, to remember when I went to bed.  It was right around twenty thirty.  So, a good sleep.  I had the ac going, turned on as I went to bed.  I hadn't cooled the house properly during the night before, or last night.  I slacked because it has been so cool.  I need to get back to rigging the cave, morning and night, for maximum cool.  Though my days are slipping back into actual days, which throws things.

I did open things this morning.  The temperature upstairs and downstairs was 68°.  I woke around four, switched ac to fan and opened windows.  I had hoped to do that far earlier.  I woke several times, but I could not crawl out.  Outdoors, at six, it was 48°.  It was partly cloudy to the east, if I'll almost bet if it isn't gone, it has little effect now.  Still, it's a nice cool start.

Today?  Finishing the dehydrator baskets... a quick rinse, rough towel drying, then to let the air finish the task.  That will get me to a shower, and finally a razor shave.  Ducks to be let out, fed, as with cats.  Litter has been hit this morning already, though it needs fill.  Wasn't awake to realize what now seems obvious.  As well, trash and recycling need to go out.

I grilled chicken, brots, and hotdogs yesterday.  Not bad.  I ate nearly the last of it today.  One more meal for later.  A different but very good breakfast.  No, not all that much, drumsticks just don't have that much meat on them.  Sam prefers the knuckles, Sassy won't touch the things... but will eat even exotic cheeses?  Cats, or mine, are peculiar.  On the good side, I don't have to feel guilty about eating all the meat.  Now, I do enjoy the knuckles too, but can settle with one.  We are all strange cats around here?

Plans.  Assuming I can do anything.  Will try.  Good day.