15:30...

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A very late rise.  I must have done some work, according to my body, yesterday.  I set the alarm for 13:00.  No dice.  I wanted to reset it for 14:00 or 15:00 but... I... couldn't stay awake.  I drifted in and out with that on my mind for... what seemed like an half hour?  Then, I... just didn't think.  I woke, finally, at the titular time, but well rested and rather awake.

I got out, immediately, to let the ducks out.  I am keeping feed and water in with them.  Since I wake so late.  There... may be a problem.  The muscovy drakes and a few of the muscovy hens are gone.  They never leave the yard, or haven't that I have seen.  I saw no feathers, or blood, or signs of trouble... but that they are gone?  I am afraid.  What worries me more, I saw a group of young teens, across the road, with bb and pellet type guns.  Four teens, together, with such... on the day ducks go missing?

I didn't hear back, from the email I sent.  I doubt if I will do a lot of work today, though I hope some.  On the good side, the dust from the lungs has pretty much gone... I'm not choking on breathes.  A big deep one can still evince a cough or several.  But general and even solid medium breathes are painfree and fulfilling.  A bit of aspirin in a bit, so that work can go without too much fuss.

Dressed warm.  It got to 28 out there last night.  I didn't notice, with the work.  I was even a bit hot even so.  But, it might not have helped the lungs either.  A combination of seriously cold air and dust, it wasn't just one.  The mask actually helps with both.  On the good side, as I am working on the cages over the next week, I can do a few scoops each time I depart the shed, do work elsewhere or in the house, then go back out and do some more work... scooping a few scoops each time I am leaving for a while.  Give the dust time to settle, and wear a mast when I do that.

Don't think that dust can't be dangerous.  The plague, bubonic?  Or some other, perhaps several, has (have) infected rodents, and is left in their droppings.  Various strains of virus can "live", or stay active as whether they are considered living is of question last I heard, for years, decades, maybe centuries.  Some suggest possibly longer in specific situations.  Last I heard, several of the ancient, or archaic anyway, diseases, had hit the West and were moving East at a reasonable pace.  I believe they are well nearing or past the Mississippi river now.  So, yea.  But, oh well.

Never mind.  I did empty the water from the dishes last night.  Will shower again today.  And will set those up for finishing later.  As well, I am hoping to get the laundry upstairs, do a load of whites after showering, and maybe shaving.  Further, if I can put two to four sides together, I would be quite happy.  If I have anything else to me, I will begin pulling the boards from the shelving holds, and lowering those, plus a bit of shoveling.

It's not perfect.  It is what I can do, as fast as I can do it.  Holding on with nothing to hold on with sometimes.  Oh, there are choices.  Just... none I would make.  I will hold on, even if I am not really holding onto anything.  I might be in a permanent or temporary freefall, but I won't let go of whatever I seem to be attached to.  NOPE!  What I would rather do is not of consequence.  His will, not mine.  And, yes, I am good with it.  And not just good with it, I am all the way onboard with it.  Amen!