A few calls, but... not succesful.

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Too tired to make sense of things, at this point.  With critters, pets and else, fed, including the ogre sized one, it is as much as I can do.  I made it to 15:23, so far.  I really won't be doing anything.  However, as tired as I am, simply shutting up and locking down will be a slow laborious process.

The girls keep begging for food.  I get them food, treats, and their dry food is plentiful.  Then I wonder if it is their litter, but... no.  I just changed it, and have cleared that twice this night.  I may do it again before bedtime.  Just... to be sure.  Their water?  No, that was refreshed just last night.  Hmm...  It isn't too cold.  It is 76 in this front room, who knows outdoors.  It is a pleasant day.  I just don't get them, sometimes.  And, I have been giving them attention.  I failed on that, for a few days.  A dark deep depression hit.  Part of it was the ducks, some smaller parts were the changing season, well, and mom's situation.  Sure, safe.  But... not free.  Not at all.  And... more.  I do worry about her.

I am coming out of it.  Haven't been in good shape for a long time.  But, I don't hurt, much, usually.  I am not even numb, mostly.  There is pain in the background.  I can, usually, keep it there.  Not consciously, I think.  I suppose, at one time, it took focus.  Now I do it as if a natural skill.  I wonder what all the stuff my body creates and sends through does over time?  You can't afford painkillers like those my body makes.

Anyway... It is about bedtime.  I'll get some things sorted then head on to bed.  I have a window open, will probably keep it open if it isn't too cold (or hot).  Fans running too.  I like fresh air, even if it happens to be a bit chill.  I can deal with the cold better than I can stale air.  Good afternoon, day, and definitely good night.  Amen.