Friday, November 20, 2020

Fears and doubts, along with else, have bound me.

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Will my plans work?  Can I do them?  Can I stand?  Some of mind, some of body, some of... something else.  They weigh heavily, keeping me from getting to it.  So... tired, too.  But no pain today.

It has taken several hours to wake.  Dressing warm doesn't even really help.  Turning the furnace up can be as bad as having it too low.  Is there a better temperatures?  I think so, but it's not the same, day to day.

Still, after two and an half hours of waking, I am... getting there.  The girls have been fed, litter managed, ducks have received their dues.  I haven't eaten, but eating seems to drag me down lately.  I'll eat after a couple two or four items have been managed.  The plan is to install one hinge, by chiseling out a place on the faces which will be paired via the device.  After that is done, then begin resizing the last two sides.  Perhaps, if I can continue, one more set of side and base will be hinged as well.

If I can get to, or through, the second hinging, then I can get food.  And take a break.

I am making fresh tea, then will make a warm fatted coffee.  That should be good to keep me warm, give me some energy, plus not overload my system.  For as many calories as a fatted coffee has, it really doesn't fill me much.  That is, sometimes... at the start, a problem with keto.  Or, at least what I can manage with keto.  I have fried burger, with which to make a taco salad later.  That, actually, is filling.  Not the burger, but the salad and cheese.

It's to it today.  Oh, I put the whites on a second drying spin.  It should be done by this evening.  And, maybe, will be done and put up.  I think I took the blankets upstairs earlier... or they are ready?  My bedding arrangement has been perfect the last two days.  Not too hot, not too cold, and comfortable in all other ways.  I seem to slowly be sorting out the... little things.  It's really about the little things, truth be told.  Attend these, then the big things become manageable.  And, finally, with God's hand, all things become possible.  Start, however, with the little, the humble, with kindness.  Amen.

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