Late, down and up.

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I can't remember when I went to bed.  I woke a bit after eleven, the final time.  Still weary. I let Sam up, and she bothered me all night.  Too, she reminded me to check and change a few settings upstairs.  She won't be let up when I need sleep.  I am not sure what her problem was, but she is looking chipper this morning.  *sigh*

It was 66° in my nook, 64° generally upstairs, 67° downstairs, and 44° outdoors as I was just letting the quackles out.  I am enjoying the cool, but it is crippling me.  Then again the heat was fringing on that too.  It doesn't take much, either way, to take me down.  I'll keep trying.  I would consider heating the place, but... I so love the cool.  And if summer heat returns, it might leave me in double duty heat overload.  Once the house heats, it's terribly difficult to cool.

Sam is back in good graces.  I found her problem.  She was out of dry food.  If litter is in bad shape, hard food is out, or I haven't fed them canned enough, they get a huge relief for bad behavior.  Up to a point.  No drawing of blood is allowed.  We have a pretty good arrangement that has worked for years now.  Yes, you can both communicate with, and train, cats... and women, and women cats.  You just have to be willing to listen, watch what they do, and do your part.  But, yea.  Just... don't think it is once and done, perfectly set, or quick or easy.  But... yea.

Yes, still cloudy, with potential for rain out there.  I am all but certain it rained last night.  It is beautiful, if hard on farming, potentially.

No work yesterday.  There is today, and hope.  Later.