Not much, and it is cooling.

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Well, it isn't cooling in the house.  My body is chilling, cooling off.  I did make dinner, and supper.  The former consisted of a cornish game hen.  Hen?  I don't know.  A small chicken, really.  The latter, roast beef.  Both were well done, done correctly, and tasty as anything.

I would have thought th food would have warmed me.  Each came out of the oven, if were given some time to settle before serving.  Even with the oven on.  Though it might be cooling, perhaps freezing, outside.  That will get to a body.  Even when it reads 70, the 'corners' of the room get chill.  I am sensing that.

A quick check.  No, not... all that cold out there.  It is 42.  But it has been about that for the last week?  There, close to it, perhaps colder a few nights?  Odd.  I am dressed more warmly.  I guess I'll have to get a fleece jacket ready, and at hand, maybe a sweater, depending on how much I need.  I have been looking over long sleeved t-shirts, and else.

I have taken care of the girls, fed the ducks and kept all animals in water.  Had a few reasonable meals.  But my legs have been pained most of the day.  The cramps have lifted, mostly.  But the aching from the cramping remains.  I haven't gotten a shower, yet.  Did trim my whiskers.  May try for a shower tonigh, and a shave?  At least a shower, I hope.

I keep trying to get up, and out, going, and getting things done.  But I am stuck.  I have been stuck in the house since... the last time I could get out solo.  I'll... keep trying.  I have things to do, people to call, bills to pay?  I don't know.  Try as I may, things are what they are for the moment.

I did call my mother.  I did call to check on old business, and new.  I found a number for a new old contact, where future business, or business associations, may be formed.  I'm... trying.  I'll keep at it.  The pain has gone, from the other few days.  But numbness, other than the legs, seems to have returned.  Odd how that goes.  I really wonder if my tea had been being poisoned.  Something odd was in in, after I left a few jugs be in the fridge for a long time.  One was clear, the other was... odd.  They had been made at nearly the same time, with fresh tea as I remember it.  Though who knows.

On to a shower, and then maybe bed.  Good night, I think.  Or... after a few rounds on the internet.  Sleep well, God bless, and live or die well.