Oh my word.

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Sleep was luxurious.  I... was able to push my schedule around, two days running.  Sometimes that means I have changed my cycle, sometimes not.  I don't know yet.  Today I was awake until 15:36?  Right around there.  I crashed hard, but woke from time to time.

As well, I set the alarms from 18:00 and 19:00, hoping to be awake in time for the ride-along tonight.  No-go.  He had a meeting, so wouldn't be back to town, so had to go solo tonight.  I found this out only after struggling through two alarms and snooze sets, to 19:20.  Oh well.  Good practice?  Gah!  If I had checked my texts, I would have known earlier.  But if I had been in shape to check my texts, I wouldn't have been struggling with alarms and the snooze bar!

Still, I was happy.  Back to sleep.  I kept waking, off and on.  I do that anyway, more so, though, when I am sleeping at times I have until very recently been awake.  My mind wants to have a regular schedule, and tries to create that, reality be damned.  In spite of having almost no capacity to lead a regular, regulated, scheduled, regimented, life.  It WANTS to lead such a life.  It tries to do so.  It is, simply put, broken.  Has been for decades.  And nothing I or any other have tried to do could change that.

Up at midnight twenty?  Something like that.  I put the laundry into the dryer.  It's still too risky to rain out there, last I saw.  So I will just use the dryer for now.  I am cleaning the washing machine, then have two or three or maybe four loads, some of them being rather small if so, ready to go.  I should be able to kick out what is in the dryer, and two more loads, through and out, tonight?  Maybe.

Perhaps another shower.  Maybe a shave, but a simple quick, one-stage shave.  Just to clean and keep up?  Maybe.  If I haven't shaved in a week, I have to shave up, down, and sideways... literally.  If I shave a couple days after my last, just one pass should do.  Oh, and I should order more of those razors.  My word are they good.  I may try them in my other, simple, razor, and try the razors I was using it that on this... just... out of curiosity.  I like seeing what works better.  And the only real way to success is through failure.  Knowing costs failure, until success is achieved.  I don't quite need scientific levels of mindless repetition, though I do need some repetition in order to be sure... call it a... an... engineers level of certification?  Yes.  Well, when I can.  These days it isn't quite what it used to be... if it ever was?  I... think... at one time... it was far closer to that than it is now.  Hmm?  Oh... right.

Anyway...  Up and at it.  I will look for the missing piece, take down more boxes, shower, shave, do more laundry, and begin cleaning the bathroom.  Oh, and, perhaps cooking something or other.  Brats, or sausages of some sort, and sauerkraut tonight, or first.  Later.