Monday, June 28, 2021

So hot for being so cool.

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The temp dropped from whatever high it got to, at least 90, to 84 by the time I got out there.  No, the sun is still up.  A very... strange thing.  It still hit me like running into a brick wall.  I had to go slow, but was able to get the rabbit chores done in one go, and refreshed the girls' water.

Sam looks as exhausted as I might, could, should.  She decided she has had enough of outdoors, as well.  Both of the ladies are resting, and where they find it coolest.  Summer is great, right until they realize it is ruthless.  Fed the first time I woke, and the third time, so they aren't missing food.  As well, I took meds the first time I woke, and just a bit ago.  Doing what I can.

It is hotter in this front room, still, by a degree.  But it is far too hot for opening up.  When it hits 77 to 74, depending on the day, that's when I open up.  At least I am catching up on sleep.  I really needed that.  Still need more.  I could probably, if I can get that up there cool enough, could sleep most of the day for a week, just to get caught up.  If, in this heat, I really need more sleep.  Brutal.  At least for me.

Sure, the neighbor type is working out in the heat.  But he won't, for long, even just when he hits my age.  If he gets deathsick, he won't be doing what even I do.  It's just about flattening me, but chores must be done.  That is half the reason I obtained the critters... more, actually.  Oddly, what doesn't kill you will often make you stronger.  It doesn't make me stronger, it just... keeps me alive?  That and other pains, yes.  All good.  A grace of some sort, if I... can't always understand it.  Not my job to understand, only to... do His will.  Satan keeps dropping suicide tips.  I just laugh.  I would say, "You first!", but the truth is, that one has already pulled the trigger, with eyes wide open, and... for that one... it worked.  Death, as with time, isn't what it seems.  Or, not for all.  I suppose permanent death is only a grace for certain animals and regular animals.  The rest live forever, so best to choose wisely now.

Ugh.  So damned hot.  Later.

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