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Chores done, cats fed and water refreshed... litter managed earlier this evening. My food, of course. A shower in. I am not starting laundry, or setting up dishes, that is that. I did clean the prep area. It is ready for a meal later. I will take the hindquarters out, pressure cook them frozen. I am just... curious... how well that works. I want to see if the meat tastes funny... or not so.
A few other things done, if nothing fancy or much. It has been a good night. I probably ate a bit too much, but my body is doing weird things on keto again. Fully keto? I would guess so. But just. Going through the odd phases. I ought to have some electrolytes. Hmm, maybe pickle juice? A bit of both. I have a powder additive, for electrolytes. Still, pickle juice or vinegar and water etc works well. The problem with a vinegar concoction is that I don't have lemon or lime. Really, that is quite needed for that, for me.
Not a bad go. I still have some things I'd desperately like to do, but I just... I can't quite make it. Soon, very soon. Phone calls. Business and family. As well, I need to get to town. Things to check, do, maybe. Having some food at the ready, more with soup if I can get that going, and life is easier. Then it's just snacks and small meals with which I need tarry.
I may have to try to sleep, nap longly, tonight, in an attempt to overwrite my current protocols. I need to be up at this time, until about 14:00, but be clear of mind and awake enough of body. Currently, I am crashing, hard. Twitching. Not that I have done too much, more that I have simply used my day, and well. It is coming time to sleep. Sleep isn't an option. I am doing well to finish this up.
Good morning, day, and night.
Mom and Grandma made dill pickles.
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Yes, my mother too! Oh, I actually still dream of that. Crisp as an apple, garlic and fresh garden dill. She grew everything. I wasn't so into the juice then. Too young, mostly. When I finally realized how good the juice was, we moved and she couldn't garden. *sigh* I still, sometimes, dream of that... and the juice.
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