So very cold, but it shouldn't be.

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I was out, putting the ducks in.  I had planned to change water for the rabbits while at it.  I could barely get the ducks in, with water and food, and closed up.  Absolutely frigid.  I got one of the waterers down and in, but could do no more.  I didn't want to go out again, until I warmed, but I had to see the temp.  It was about 18 (F), with a light occasional breeze to wind.

That's crazy.  Warmly dressed and with socks on, that shouldn't have fazed me.  It is a bit dry, but not exceptionally arid.  I have been out there, in similar conditions, at 15 F, and had no problems without socks (for short bits).  There must be something wrong with me.  Ah!  When my body is repairing from solid damage, I can be more susceptible.  Still, that's... crazy.

I'm trying to warm up a bit, then will replace the rest of the waterers.  As soon as those thaw, I will refill them for a later exchange.  I have to wait until Monday to buy more waterers, if possible.  Have to check my account first.  I've spent a goodly chunk of change this month, with some carryover from last month.  So... yeah... I best check.  Though even just a few more would really help.  A few larger ones, a few mediums too if possible.  If I have four small ones, which I think I do, that will be that for those.

Oh, I need to see about a small angle grinder, to put the feeders in from the outside.  Having to open the cage, to check and add food, is a bit of a risk.  The rabbits don't seem interested in escaping, but... as with men, women, children, and any other critter, odd behavior just happens.  As well, I need to create wire mangers, and possibly a more permanent 'holster' for the waterers... maybe a general size of holster which will fit two different sizes of waterers?  One could hope.

Bleh.  I'll keep trying.  Oh... best cover them with the tarp as well.  Over night, the tarp, I am told, is required.  Or they will die, or might.  I'll... take the advice to heart.  I don't know them all that well yet.  But I like the critters.  Beside being stock, I like to think of my critters as sorts of friends.  Their general and specific care is the least I can do.  Will it eventually drive me  to distraction?  Of course.  That is family.  Meh.  :)

I had a bite to eat.  I think I need to turn the furnace up a bit.  As well, put on a housecoat or jacket... maybe both!  So cold seeming, in spite of the mild weather.  Oh well.  I'll get it fixed.  Later.

A slow sort of day.

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It is 18:00, I woke at 15:30?  Or so...  A doorbell ring, which I missed.  Had to put more pj's on, was moving slow, missed the visit.  I tried.

Then to critters.  I set up water before I went to bed.  Not set out, just filled and ready to go out.  The water was room temp, rather than faucet cold, which does help.  The bunny hoppers were pleased to see me.  And, some, are coming around to the fact that I am their new... manager? caretaker?  The elder ones, moreso.  The younger and or smaller ones are still a bit skittish.  I am hoping, in time, a bit of holding, and grooming, will help.  When I recover well enough to be more active.

The ducks were given a fresh pool, and plenty of feed.  They are eating quite heartily, with the weather closing down their other options.  I add food and water to the hutch, now.  Especially since I am waking later.  And, I have decided to water the rabbits three times a day.  Which means I need more waterers.  In the summer, probably not so much.  With the freezy weather... I really want them to have as much water as they can use, as often as possible.

I have checked recently, and water was still good.  Food is good, for the rabbits.  I will mainly check the bigger groups.  They will be the first to eat all the food, as the gravity fed feed troughs are all the same size.  Fill them all when the bigger groups get down on feed.  Actually, the little rabbits drink as much as the bigger group of big rabbits.  All good.

Oh, the ribs... better.  It still feels like there is something cut open in there... several places.  But I can take a full deep breath with only mild extra pain.  That first day, I could take a full breath, at all.  And, I can, with a little care, move fifty pounds.  With a wheelbarrow, so the weight is even, I was able to move three bags of feed.  That... was a stretch, even with the wheelbarrow.  But... it's... good to stretch that once every few days, as I had suggested.  Pain is required to not become even more of a gimp.

Well, it's a start.  I snacked the girls earlier, best feed them now.  I replaced their water this morning, then sorted their litter.  Yes, I will feed them, then redo their litter.  They are much happier little critters when everything is fresh, clean, and they are fed.  Then it'll be time to roost on me.  Silly birds.  Then again, I enjoy the company.  Later.

Someone is digging.

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They had been digging as I started that last post.  Coincidence, I thought?  I don't believe in coincidences, but I use that so I don't have to think about things, sometimes.  A... good way to set things aside until I can get beyond the moment, or have enough else to handle so that I can manage the problems presented as a batch.

Bonne Chance?

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I can never be certain who is speaking, or from which frame of mind they present.  All I know... think... believe? is that, when spoken to, I hear... one way or another.  Could cry, could laugh, mostly laugh or let it go.  I don't, attempt not to, take it one way, or the other, until or unless something else shows... offering clarity.  As to sanity?  Show me a sane, and I will show you a liar... definitely by modern so-called pathological theories.  If everyone is crazy, they can take their money.  It's a matter of convincing.  Now, as to calling or implying insanity?  Usually that is gaslighting or projecting.

Thanks, Vox.

Anyway... a number of vids have popped, recently, right after... some even while... I put certain posts together.  Not sure if they mock, point out, suggest, imply, accuse, but there have been a few very definite responses.  I ignored.  But every time the subject would return, even on a tangent, the vid would pop.  Several topics.  So... I thought I would exercise them, possibly.

Late waking.

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It's been a while I have been waking in the afternoon.  I was able to push it a few days.  As soon as that ended, my body just went back to sleeping days, up at afternoon to morning.  On the good side, when I do as the body requests, I sleep less... say eight to ten hours.  I keep trying to push, pull, or shove the schedule around.  I can, but the price is too high, generally.

I had the water bottles ready for the rabbits.  Then added feed to their feeders, filling them this time.  I'll see how quickly that goes.  Their other bottles are thawed.  From now on, I think I will try to have three rotations.  A smaller or larger one first or second, preferably during the day when it is warmer.  Then the smallest ones for overnight.  Keeping them full, and in a bucket, ready to go, makes it a lot easier.  Next I have to figure out hay, timothy hay, distributors.  Some of the cages have a sort of cage manger, but not all of the cages, with rabbits, have them.  I think there are enough to change the rabbits to those cages, or change the mangers to the rabbits... whichever seems... less of a hassle.

The ducks next.  One of the new ladies is doing just fine.  The new drake, and one of the hens, seems to be a bit... hesitant.  Fair enough, even Henry... the original drake, now dwarfed by the muscovy drakes, is... hesitant.  When I heal up a bit, I will get the other outbuilding set up for the muscovys, then create an inner door and replace the outer door, so I can keep them in.  Then put the muscovys out there for a month or two... to get them acclimated.  Or should I put the indian runners out there?  Maybe...  

The more distant building has more room, but no windows or else.  The muscovys like flying out and grazing earlier.  I like letting them.  Plus, there is a second level, in the closer outbuilding, which only the muscovys can use, since they can fly.  Ugh... decisions.  I do have to clean out the furthest outbuilding before it can be used, though.  Hmm... I bet I could craft a nesting area, if one of the ladies goes broody, right out there, for them.  It adds a bit more work, though.  Making sure each single area has food, hay, water, and gets cleaned... but it isn't forever, just until the quackles get large enough to survive group integration.

I gave the girls a snack before going out.  I will feed them, properly, shortly.  Otherwise they are all over my case.  A snack buys a sliver of time.  With me waking so late, they... get hissy fitty about it all.  I don't blame them.  Oh, best get there litter too.  I... don't think I got that yesterday.  Ribs and all.  And sleeping, the need for rest, and... else.

Ribs?  Well.  As long as I don't breath too deeply.  I have been pushing, today.  I... want to know limits, and what happens when I push those limits.  It hurts.  Even just sidling up to the limits feels like I freshly opened a wound in there.  Thrumming pulled muscles?  Further dislodging some disconnections in there?  It feels like a fresh cut, or maybe opening a fresh wound.  But... not quite that bad, or in that way, just similar.  Still, it is better.  I just can't completely leave it to just heal, it won't.  I have to go between ease and pushing, or it will never heal... I think.

Later.

A few strange ones.

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Seems targeted.  Telling me something?  Asking?  I... definitely get a vibe.

A bit rough, doable.

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I woke sometime between 15:00 and 17:00?  I... think at the earlier edge... or half... of that.  I think.  I simply can't be sure.  Too tired.  Not sleepy tired, physically exhausted sort of tired, and the ribs... and hands.  I should have taken gloves.  I thought I had?  Though the ribs were hurting so bad yesterday, that... while I realized the hands were getting hurt, I didn't realize how badly.  Until this morning... well... until I woke.

I've got a dozen deeper puncture wounds, and a number of scrapes, on my hands.  Some are rather deep.  The ribs are sore.  Breathing, on the right side, hurts.  Deep breaths hurt a lot more.  Not... too bad.  No bleeding, nothing punctured.  I have... and idea of what to look for when that happens.  I've lived a... interesting life.  Still, I need to be gentle for a few days, and still be light duty for a month or two.  Good timing.  I will use it to heal.

I did, late last night, check the water.  It was frozen, so I brought it all in.  The containers were thawed and ready for more water this morning... "morning"... when I woke.  Fresh water right out.  Food looked good, save in one cage.  Those rabbits hadn't had much to drink, when I pulled the frozen waterers.  I don't think they found the nipple, or were a bit off due to the move.  They ate almost all of their food though.  When I watered them this "morning", I stayed to make sure they could, would, drink.  And, yes.  They drank with abandon.  Then the ducks were handled.

I checked just a bit ago.  The water is all still good.  I had to refill two waterers, one of which had been the group that hadn't found the water last night.  No worries, I refilled those.  The others seem well hydrated.  With no freezing yet, I just let those go.  Bit by bit, they will adjust, and I will learn needs and keep up.  I don't mind checking on them three times a day, if needed.  Especially when heat or cold are more extreme.

Later, I will take out their water bottles, replacing them with smaller ones for the night.  Probably having to thaw the other bottles through the night.  Just putting them in a dish pan, with lukewarm water, seems to get them to thaw rather easily and quickly.  As I use the bathroom through the evening, I will refill those for being put out in the morning.  Fresh water, cold, up to room temp when it goes out, will last longer.  I hope.

Satisfied, for now.  When I can handle standing and breathing a bit better, I would like to go out, and get one or two of the smaller cage sets set up in the outbuilding.  Plus maybe the last one we built.  Those will be for mammas and kits.  I WAY oversized the other cages I was trying to build.  Even the ones we did build are... almost excessive.  Luxury apartments, a kindness for mammas trying to do what they do best, perhaps.

I need to go shopping soon.  Groceries.  I have all the meat I will need, save brats, for a goodly time.  A month or two?  Maybe.  But I need some of the extras.  Cheese, veggies, a taste of fruit or three... Keto is good, but until you get into it, you have to have some sides.  Even when you are into it, you have to fill out the menu, add treats of the right sorts, and else.  Just meats will no longer do.  Hmmm... later.

Chilly out there.

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Getting to bed is difficult.  Had to allow knots and ribs and else to settle.  Painkillers helped.  Still, had to... set it off, and I really couldn't walk it off.  It was 15, last I looked, with some airflow.  Not a lot, not even a solid wind?  If I remember correctly, it was off and on, up to five to seven knots, from the north east?  It's as good a guess as I would make.  Not solid, as mentioned, but frequent.  Even so, for some odd reason, it seems so very cold out there!  Usually, 15 is... good with me.  Meh.

I wanted to check the critters.  Everyone seems okay.  The ducks are being... inspected.  But are alive and well.  Pecking orders and inspections suck, I am quite sure.  But, that is their way.  The rabbits are looking very at ease and comfortable.  I will check the waterers.  If they are frozen, I will pull those and hope they thaw by morning.  They can't use them, if they are frozen, anyway.

I just... like my critters.  These are the breeders, no eaters in these... probably.  But even if they were the eaters, perhaps even more so, tending them well is befitting.  Even these could be considered, if in a mundane way, as with Christ.  While they don't feed the soul, they do feed the flesh, which is a temple of the Holy Ghost.  To tend what feeds that temple, is only a good thing.  Something in that general idea.  I do not understand how one could abuse what gives it's very life to sustain.  Gratitude, even prayer, right to the slaying, and consumption.

I won't bother the birds.  Light in there hutch, at night, gets them all stirred.  They need their beauty sleep, like the rest of us.  The bunnies don't seem to care, one way or another.  They are used to goats, to geese, to ducks, to dogs, and perhaps people, coming out to check on them at whatever hours.  I think, would almost bet, they sleep and act more like cats.  Sleeping and active in spurts.  Still, I won't bother them all the time, just... water them twice, plus pull their waterers if I happen to be awake late, and they are frozen.

In, mostly.

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Done?  Is it ever done?  Finishing is just a beginning.  Still, most arranged.  The rabbits, more than suspected, are home, fed, watered, and caged.  The new ducks are in.  Oh, my, but such a day.  Work was done, to get the cages we built set up.  Perhaps more arrangement tomorrow.  But it will be lighter work, mostly.  As well, tarps over the rabbits.

As for cages?  I was thinking it would be four.  And, well, technically, it was.  But four groups of cages.  The least had two cages, the most had four.  I think, sum total, there were twelve actual spaces, plus more to come.  One of the arriving cages is toast, but has bits for repair of the other cages, and could do in a pinch.  I would guess there are three to seven cage spaces which could be used for kitting.  And, the three we built, can be used for kitting.  So... yea...  I have plenty of space.

Not all of the cages can fit the buildings, but the critters can be outside.  Actually, all of them are outside tonight.  If with tarps over them.  Some of them had been as such where they came from.  And the few in the outbuilding had open doors, so only the wind was kept from them.  So very good.  This... gives me plenty of space.

As well, I picked up eight more rabbits.  Mini rexes.  Four male, four female.  And they dress out to about five pounds, if I wish them for food.  Oh, and I have asked for another male, full size rex, in case something happens to the untried buck.  If you guys think human females are... difficult... if a female rabbit doesn't get ridden right, or is ignored by the male, she might have his balls for lunch.  If he is too timid, she might end up riding him to his infertility.  Yea...  You have it easy.  *grins*

Anyway... everything is set up and stationed for the night.  A few rearrangements tomorrow.  I think I will put Hazel, my experienced doe, in the outbuilding.  As well as, several others and at least one of the new cage decks, possible two if they will fit.  I would rather have all the breeding sets out in the outbuilding, saving the cages closer to the house for feeders.

On another front, yesterday, something... popped... in my chest.  I thought, initially, it was a pulled muscle.  A few pops and... so...  I couldn't tell exactly what happened.  It didn't feel too bad, if I suspected something would become better defined, as to the problem.  And, finally, it did.  Thinking back, it was like a plastic case on something, roughly attached.  And you squeeze it, and something pops?  Right.  That... was my rib cage.  The right side.  I... don't think it was quite ready for what I was putting it through.

I tried to ignore.  I tried to cover.  Not sure I did well, if I'm pretty sure they just thought I was extra tired.  My ribs aren't fully attached, or something.  Breathing can be difficult and painful.  No worries, I have had worse, even just in the rib area.  But, I do need, after tomorrow, to take some down time.  And I do mean downtime.  Perhaps a week, where all I do is feed these, those, and self, and no more than lighter domestics and business calls.  Nerves, muscle, and bone in there feel rather loose, disjointed, bad.  I'll just get through the last of it.

But, it is finally done!  Or... set up to be done shortly.  Then to begin feeding and else.  Ugh!  A bit more blogging, then on to bed.  Good night.

Later, but awake.

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A shower last night.  Painkillers to sleep.  Painkillers this morning, soon.  Cramps.  Tired.  Taking extra, to see the last bits done.  I'm about to get out and begin the tops of the last two cages... for now.  As well, getting out to the outbuildings.  First, to create shelving.  Should I... create them now?  Actually, yes.  Having enough for four cages, and possible a few more.  Enough for the hoppers to have a definite place to live, if temporarily, in cast the other cages won't go in yet, or need a base built, or... whatever.

I am burning to the nub, and beyond.  I can keep from wincing, I can't keep the cramping fully at bay.  I don't think anyone can tell when I am in pain.  I've gotten good at covering.  When you are all alone, to a degree, you have to be careful with who knows what.  Some will help, of course.  It is not these one must have caution regarding.  The world has become hungry.  Very, very hungry.  Show weakness, and they will come, at least to investigate.  Watch yourself out there.

The ducks are out.  Cats need their litter changed and fed.  Teeth brushed, hair brushed, and dressed save for shoes.  Working on it.  A bit of tea, and a little more time to wake.  So tired, sore, but... ready to finish... or at least this part.  Some rest, then work when I can be awake and not too crampy, at a time when it is okay to work.  After 22:00 is not okay.  Before 08:00 is not preferred.  Unless there is an emergency, those are pretty solid numbers.

Later.

I love this game.

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Almost certain.  I saw earlier, but was so tired.  I was trying to get to bed.  

Still awake, still tired.  And yet?

Who is watching?

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Welcome!

Several new.  One, a women.  Interesting, to me.  She has been testing, playing, biting, kicking.  Some of it playfully, some of it full court press.  *wink*

So tired.

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Before long, after that last post, I crashed hard.  Sometime between 06:00 and 08:00, I went back to bed.  I did leave the door unlocked.  I barely heard the request from downstairs, to wake.  But I did hear, replied, and got going.  So very tired.  It was about 10:00 when I woke again.  So very very tired.  Even so, to work.  Uhrm, work?  Yes.

Two more cages were constructed.  The lids are yet to do.  If part of the day ended up as a shopping spree.  Drill bits, wood screws of various sorts... I meant to get wood glue, a new breaker, if I think the old one is good.  Bits and pieces, here and there.  So very, very, very tired.  Oh, and cleaned and mostly cleared the work area, then dragged magnets to remove metal.  I will sweep, soon, and run a magnet again.  It will be nice to have the garage back.

I will probably be building a few more cages, and maybe an outdoor run, or two... for rabbits and chicks.  Ugh.  That construction won't happen until I... get rest, get back on keto, get back on meds, and... again... rest... for a month or two.  So... very tired.  Did I mention how tired I am?  Sore, achy, filthy, ugly, very, tired.  But I'll... get it done.

The rabbits will be here, at their new home, in their cages, tomorrow.  Cages will have to be set up.  Two more lids on, plus shelving, as well as possibly a repair on the roof... from the tree damage.  Since I have to cut one of the 'tin' roof parts, to be used for repairs on the roof, I will use some of that to create excrement diversion panels, so cages can be stacked.  Otherwise bottom cage dwellers would catch all the... flak.

As for larger cages?  Okay.  I may simply create tables for those, and buy tarps to use as outdoor systems for the large healthier kits when it is time to ween them.  I don't know, but... at this point, it'll have to be made to work out.  Ugh.  It's about time to get the ducks in, or shortly.  Then cool down for an hour or two.  Then on to bed.  Not sure I will say good night later.  Will probably just realize it is closing time, and dive for the exit.  So... good night.  Sleep well.  Work hard.  And, if you can, die only once.  I'm hoping the fourth... or seventh... or tenth... whatever number is truly next... is the lucky number.  :o  :p  Seriously.  Good night bunny hoppers and all.

Still a bit stiff, sore, and tired.

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Not bad though, as bad as yesterday.  I went to bed at 19:30.  With sleep changes as wild as mine can be, the 24 hour clock really helps me... pay attention.  I got so lost on the 12 hour clock that I never knew when it was.  Going along with waking in a strange land, with the mindset of decades ago, it was a bit discombobulating.  I rare wake, these days, not know where I am.  And with the 24 hour clock, when it really is, day or night.

So, 19:30 down.  I got the ducks in at 18:30, but couldn't go to bed, no matter that I was absolutely crushed.  What with two hours of sleep and some measure of mild work, plus being up off schedule, yea.  I just woke at about 01:45, but didn't get out of bed closer to 02:30.  It was a slow process.  I had the alarms set for 05:00 and 07:00.  I turned those off, so I didn't have some troubling background noise I couldn't figure out.  :p  Ugh.

The goal is to take a shower, shortly.  I had to turn up the heat, I had it to 66.  Set to 72, until after a shower, then back to 68 or 70.  After the shower, perhaps a load of laundry, and setting up the last of the dishes.  As well, perhaps putting any dishes away which remain out and setting up any small final bits and pieces of dirty dishes, here or there.  Resting, mostly though, as I wake.

At sunup, the ducks will go out.  I will feed the girls in a bit, snacked them already... and sorted their litter.  Fresh water after I shower.  Critters will be happy... happier.  As well, perhaps out to the garage, to get an early start on the cages.  Two more today.  With sizes sorted, it's more a matter of cutting the pieces, fitting them without the mesh, then cutting and adding that.  If I can get the wood cut, and at least one shell together, that would be an excellent start.  With four more cages coming... one needing minor repair... seven cages are enough to even start breeding.  A few more cages are going to be needed, but all good.

It's... beginning... again.  Ah.  I best take some painkiller again this morning.  The cramping has subsided, slight.  Aches and pains are a bit less too.  But... not close to gone.  I don't want to cramp while working.  A few painkillers helped yesterday.  So... more today.  I'll bet a hot shower will help as well.  On to my day... after a... rest.  Bleh.  Later.

A start.

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Out, this morning.  Just going shopping with my neighbor.  Hardware stores, looking for parts he needs for this and that.  My schedule has flopped... flipped?  I have been sleeping days, up nights.  Or afternoons.  Had to wake at 08:30, actually before, this morning.  I had gotten to bed at 06:16, so... it was a tough gig.  Still, I... wanted to try, just to get going again.

We were in town to nearly noon?  Eleven perhaps?  Then made it home by... noon or one?  Something.  I showed him the cage, out there.  He had no interest in tinkering with that one.  And, yea, it is off.  Really off.  He really didn't want to mess with that one.  And he seemed as sleepy as me!  So we got to work on a new cage.  This one is 3' x 2' but one feet deep.

All sides, bottom, and a hinged lid were put together.  We used some old... what I had thought would be scrap, to do some of it.  Was so glad to see it not go to waste.  The top was from leftovers from the tops for the bigger cages.  I think only the top needed to be created whole cloth... or... bottom, actually.  All that is needed for that is to create a shelf upon which it will set.

As well, with all going, I called the rabbit lady.  Checking on cages.  She suggested she had four?  We will see.  My offer seemed good, to her.  I think two buck cages and two doe cages... which should work until I start breeding the does.  I just have this feeling that breeding does need their own little world, their own cage.  So I will have to make more.  So, it has been roughly set, that the cages, rabbits, and last of the ducks, will be gathered Wednesday.

Tomorrow, it is hoped, a few more cages will be crafted.  Two would be about ideal.  With four coming in, one made, and two more, that is seven.  Plus, if I can get the bigger cages situated, that would be very good.  I may just pull those, get more wood for the back, cut and square those, then try to install them, in or out.  Perhaps just crafting a stand, and adding tarps for in the winter.  I would hate to waste them, but I just am not sure they will ever be easy enough to construct in the outbuilding, and won't square with the building, so... a bit more in, and some cutting and shaping, then constructing outside.

I am so very tired.  I am hoping to make it to dusk, so as to put the ducks up and finish my day.  My eyes are rolling back into my skull as I try to stay awake.  Oh well.  I'll, probably, make it.  Later.  Or good night.  Oh... one more visitor and I will have 5 k for the month.  

Not so much.

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Some things.  I did put dishes away, but haven't gotten to the reset dishes.  More laundry to the wash room, if I didn't start that up either.  The girls and ducks have been tended, if later than planned.  I did make contact with my neighbor for the compressor, and it is here, but I wasn't able to work.  Aches and pains were a part of it.  Deep, harsh.  but it was mostly cramping from standing.  I pushed a bit too hard yesterday.

All good.  I did, a few things.  As well, I made gravy, a keto gravy.  And it was quite good.  I filtered it, several times, through a chinois of very fine mesh.  It... went much better than I thought.  I had it over a few pieces of chicken, warmed, with corn.  It was quite good.  I may yet have some over a spot of pork roast.  As well, I whipped cream to have with some no-sugar-added mixed fruit.  Quite nice.

I hurt.  I really do.  It has been so long since I could work, that my push yesterday stretched, pulled, and worked things well beyond their capacity.  But I couldn't stop, once I got started.  Oh well.  Tomorrow I will begin in on the cages again.  I had hoped tonight, but between being late to ask for the compressor, and cramps...  Bleh.  I'll take a few painkillers tonight, and tomorrow.

It should be fun.  I really do like to work.  Later.  Good night, actually.  Just a bite of pork roast with gravy, then off to bed.  Sleep, or wake, well.  Ah, 03:08... a... perfect time.  Good night.

How could you do that!

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I heard that almost immediately after posting a certain post, recently.  It horrified some.  Others did laugh, but cautiously.  As if, maybe, I was going to yank a rug right as they were letting loose.  Was I secretly angry, and about to rip into anyone who dared?  Even now, there are... doubts.  Most people have such thin skin.  I... don't.  And, what is funny, is... well... funny.  Oh, and those who have been laughing behind my back?  Can't laugh.  Odd how hatred can be slaughtered by humility.

Up, around 16:30?

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Something like that.  Dressed, if just in pj's, with typical winter underclothing.  I checked the ducks.  It wasn't dark enough to get them in, their food and water is good.  And they were all there.  It's been about an hour and an half, as I have been trying to wake.  I reset the dishes set to rinse last night.  Gave the girls a few treats, to get them through to dinner in an hour or so.  Or they do... mean things.

A bit of looking around.  It's a Sunday, so news is... light, speculative, ongoing.

I am hoping to put the drying dishes away, start a load of laundry, shave, fry the ground meats, have a spot to eat as I feed the girls... roast pork?  No, I think a chicken thigh tonight, a bigger one.  They are getting smaller, but I don't mind that.  Drummies, on the other hand... there wasn't much to shave in downsizing.  I am heading back into keto, but getting there takes a bit.

Two fatted coffees, yesterday.  I am really hitting the fats, if still attempting a modicum of fashionable control.  I just... initially I always need a ton of fats to get going.  But can't quite remember the curves that allow for so high a percentage of fat, nor am I initially absolutely able to tolerate that much fat.  It's... a messy time in the keto process.  If things go a bit sideways, extra carbs really are needed.  I have muscled through, but it... really doesn't work well.  As with quitting tobacco, it took two or three levels of the patch, and a month or three.  Plus, I kept the lower levels of the patch for six months?  Just knowing they were there helped.  I had an alternative to cigarettes, pipe, cigar, and snuff.

At least keto doesn't take as long.  I am guessing, to get fully fat burning it takes about a month, perhaps two months if I slip a few times initially.  Too much protein is a slip.  I need to get to the grocery store, though.  To get lettuce, more cabbage, and a few other fresh vegetables and fruits.  I think avocado is a fruit?  While fruits, in volume, save avocado, aren't the best, a few raw fresh grapefruit, or such, a few times a week, is good.  But mostly, fresh veggies, some meat, and as much fat as I can pump in... on a curve from a split of fat to protein, to a 90% fat, and as much as I need, until that lack of hunger, or even taste, occurs.  That's the hump that needs to be reached and overcome.  Consider it the fasting equivalent of Wednesday.  Thankfully, if you do it right, it's not every week!

Yea.  It'll come around.  Oh, as well, if I can get the other things going, I'll hit the cages.  The first part is to fit the first cage together, as well, set up the second floor in the cage, and create a partition.  Next is to resize the remaining three sides.  If the construction of the first cage went rather well?  Then I may just put the second cage together, and then start on the smaller cages.  Ugh.  I have some hope I can do some of that tonight.  At least the first cage together, perhaps with partition, second story, and tops hinged in.

Maybe.  Maybe.  Later.

Oh, right, and... yes.

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Mostly.  The pork roast and chicken are done.  Cooling, probably cool enough, to then be ziplocked and put in the refrigerator.  A shower was taken.  Laundry was at least parked in the wash room.  The girls have been tended.  I... am so terribly done.  But it is so late!  I want to stay up until dawn, and some change, to let the ducks out.  I have been letting them out later in the day, recently, which just isn't fair.  Even with water and food in there... if they have to peck through some ice... it's not like getting a whole day to search, peck, hunt, and enjoy the wind.

Oh, I best put the last dishes in for a soak.  I won't be able to do those yet tonight... nothing left in me to do more than maybe the ducks.  But, I would like to rinse, then reset that tomorrow.  I am hoping for another shower as well.  Lord knows, I miss those something awful.  Wouldn't surprise me if the neighbors can smell me across the lot, sometimes.

While it is terrible, at least being a guy means it... doesn't wreck my systems and such.  That, and standing to pee... and a few other things... make life good this way.  No matter hallucinations, then or when, reality is what it is.  Besides, who would want different.  Even women, feminists, want to be men.  Denial is... funny.  Trust me.  Anyway...

Oh, I did have a bit of the roast.  Quite good.  I have the drippings from the chicken and roast, and hope to try to make a gravy with it, when I wake.  Hmm, was considering how to save that, in the pot, in the fridge.  Not that much room.  Then it hit me, like a pizza pie in the eye?  Well, maybe not that.  But like a bolt... that... that...  I can just pour the drippings off, into a smaller container, and make gravy tomorrow.  I love gravy, just don't know how to make it.  Keto gravy, at that.  I'm almost excited.  There is enough drippings that I could make a few mistakes, or use several recipes, and have enough for various tries.  I like it thick, meaty, maybe slightly smoky, and... good to eat!

I best put the meats and drippings up.  Then check on the sun.  I really, really, want to go to bed.  I just... want to do right by the ducks.  I do like the critters.  They are friends, for my part.  Like... some of you. 

Moving right along.

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It is getting late.  Dishes... everything that was soapy has been washed through to rinsing, drying, and set out to air dry.  With that done, the shower is open.  So, next, either cooking will go forward, or a shower first.  Hmm.  I forgot to set an alarm for this turn...  I'll set it for forty five minutes...  I think I'll try to get the dishes away, which are drying.  Then, after the shower, if that is the first or if cooking and showering happen at nearly the same time, put the mostly rinsed dishes in for one last fresh rinse.

As I am cooking... baking really... I will get that last batch of dishes out, towel dried, then put up.  I'm getting a kink in my neck and shoulders.  I think I have a few more tasks in me anyway.  Plus, I will sleep a lot better with these things out of the way.  There is still, actually, much that is hoped to be done.  I am not sure I will have the time or energy.

What?  Oh, dishes, baking the roast, brining then backing chicken in with the roast, frying meat crumble... getting a shower.  And, perhaps, either a load of laundry, or at least setting that up for tomorrow.  That would leave, mostly, trash and cages tomorrow.  I am sort of... digging my way out... doing what I can do, but pushing the boundaries.  As long as there is no collapse, I am thinking... with food cooked for the week... along with a bit of shopping... I should be able to focus just on cages, plus some business.