One out of... many.

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No, no work, yet.  What I did was beat the need for sleep, at least for a while.  Warmth was the trick.  The hot coffee, and heat up, helped.  As well, I did call my mother again.  Her phone has been going directly to messaging, and her message box is full.  I don't leave messages anyway, not sure she knows, or remembers, how to check her messages.  At one time I would have laughed at her for that, now... I... get it.

I am worried about that.  It isn't like her.  I may call my brother, or would... be he is having problems with exhaustion too.  I would like to call her friend, but there is no telling if he would know anything.  And it has only been a day without contact, if going on to two days.  The thing that bothers me is her phone going straight to messaging.  She may not be able to answer, or may walk off without it, but usually, in the days, she has it on.  Worried, but patient.  She is in a place where they can tend to her, if there is a problem.  Hmm, may have to ask to be put on a notification list.  Hadn't thought of that.  Do now...

The body, as I have awaken, is a bit crankier than it had been.  I just hadn't been awake to notice.  Just little sore spots, from using muscles I probably haven't used in months, some maybe longer, and rarely as many at once as what I have done in even the very light work of the last few days... even taking breaks fairly often while the other two worked.  All good, but it might mean today, and maybe tomorrow, are down days.  Maybe the rest of the week.  If... I'd... like to do a few things.

As well, had another piece, a final piece of the already cooked, chicken.  I have a few pieces sitting in spices.  One thing I have found is, if I am to save meats, longer, after thawing, there are two tricks.  The first?  Pull the meat out of the packaging and put it into a ziploc bag.  Second, is to spice the meat.  Even without having been cooked, spices help meats last a little longer thawed.  Salt, but not just salt.  Though not every herb and spice will work.  But a handful of them, tossed in, of various sorts... plus salt... tends to add a few days to even a week, with the repackaging.  Why?  I know about the spices, I don't fully understand the repackaging... with or without those blood absorbers in some meats.  But stores seem to know that meats go bad faster in those, but it's not their problem.

Maybe the last of those tonight.  I will wash the spices off, just to see if that will make them less salty.  I am still practicing on the salt amount, with a new salt.  Plus there is always variability.  Life, it seems, is always learning, making mistakes, and doing it over, for better or worse.  I don't think, whether it is because we are imperfect or that has translated to the world, or because we believe there can be a perfect way, we can find that perfect way.  Or, maybe, of flesh... even the one after heaven, spicing will always be a tricky thing?  Odd, how things work out.  I don't think heaven is as many might suspect, nor the life perfected, after it.  Back to leaves instead of toilet paper?  As... a... possible example.  But happy with it?  I just don't know.

On to... something else.  Probably just tinkering on the machine for a while, until a nap, or shower, is taken.  Good morning and day.