Down late, again.

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Had to be up earlier though.  A call, probably to postpone the hearing in an attempt to obtain council.  Still, it's required.  Most of this week, getting up this early happened naturally.  But my days are shifting.  Not quickly.  And, maybe this is just a blip.  But, to be sure, I set an alarm for five... to give me a warning.  Then set the second alarm for seven.  Being as that is pretty close to my local min-max natural... it worked.  Still, I need a shower, to brush my teeth, and to unload the... well...

I could take the car.  No... most of the gas has been stolen from it.  Actually, about half the gas in the suv has been stolen too.  It's sitting at half a tank with a hundred miles on it.  They are back to stealing my gasoline, and things in my house.  Whatever they want, I guess?  When you are alone, you can't be awake all of the time.  And I sleep pretty deeply.  Too deeply, if with little choice.

I did clear the way for a shower.  Dishes which were soaking.  I had hoped to do that last night, but there was no more 'go' in me once I settled.  I spent all my energy, and then some.  A great day.  Did so little, but for me a lot.  Actually handling the piano was less than anything... even shopping for waterers wore me out a lot more.  Strange that.  If... it is even true, mind you.  The problem is, when I do that much, it takes a long time to come down.  Sleep requires a lower gear, and that just takes time... last night it took six hours or more.

All good.  Today?  The conference call, of course.  Then picking up feed.  Oh, chores before that, but after the shower?  Time is getting tight.  I best get going if I am to be there in a timely fashion.  Hmm, chores first, actually.  The waterers are being warmed, with the house.  Food is ready, for the rabbits.  It's just a matter of putting it out and setting things up.  Should be quick work.  Then a shower.  Perhaps a trim first?  Beard, anyway.  Yea.  We'll see.  Later.