Awake late.

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No good reason.  I was in bed at 19:24 and asleep by 19:24:30.  I went out like a light bulb.  I did wake, had to pee all night it seemed.  Though that is usual, not abnormal, for me, regardless of my wishes.  I didn't even wake, so that I would check the time, until around 04:00.  Then, it was half passed before I could sort my way out of bed.

If I felt better, more rested, I wouldn't even mind.  As is, for the first time in a long time, I am waking with a headache which is persisting beyond getting out of bed and dressed.  Not a terrible headache, just an annoying little one.  I wouldn't even mention it, save that it is the first one in... months?  Definitely weeks, if more probably into months.

Still?  I got to things right away.  The girls were fed, being this late.  Earlier than they would often get fed, but...  Well, and Sam was really begging.  Some days I yield to that.  Then, I trimmed my whiskers with the electric trimmer.  In prep, it is hoped, for an actual shave after a shower.

While prepping for the shave, I decided to empty the waste bucket in in there, and get the towels into the wash.  That bucket, for as small as it is, sure held a lot of material!  It filled a smaller bag, one I use for kitchen sized bins.  While a lot of it was fluff, it really refused to compress.  Still, done.  And, decided to take it right out on, and so grabbed the barrels from the curb while I was at it, and stowed them in their places.

I get the towels going in the wash.  And decided to tinker with  the kefir.  Bad move.  I don't have anymore milk.  Still, I have one draining.  I worked about half of it through the fine sieve.  The rest is just resting while I consider what else to do.  And, for the first in a while, I then brushed my teeth.  I know, but shut up.  I haven't been doing well, very able, or else, lately.

Still, heck of a start for the morning.  And, that's just a start.  After I actually finish waking, the goal is a shower, shave, and setting up dishes.  Hitting those to completion, and getting another load in and through.  Plus, another load of laundry, plus some of that upstairs to be sorted.  This week is planned to be an industrious week.  Boxes broken down, things sorted... mostly looking for things to throw out.  The kitchen and bathroom cleaned.  My bedroom upstairs sorted.  Perhaps blankets and sheets given a wash.  Vacuuming up there.  Well... that is the plan.  I best take some painkillers.  The headache is worsening, but I don't want to let it get in the way.

Breakfast?  How about a steak?  These were bigger than anticipated.  I'm thinking... this steak will be both breakfast and supper.  Perhaps with a few eggs on the side, for breakfast.  As well as a fatted coffee.  No, my fatted coffees are no longer 500 calories, they are, at most, 205, if often half to a quarter that.  I love the heavier ones, but that cuts into my real food, so a tablespoon will do most of the time.  Still, I write it as 205 calories, just to weight the thing in my favor.  If, once or twice a week, I double it.  But I am honest in my logging, too.  I only cheat one way, in favor of weight loss.  As if that were helping.  But I am definitely losing size.  Down to 36/38 on my pj's.  The 40s were falling off, couldn't rope em' tight enough to stay up.  Ugh.

Well... so be it.  After or as I am waking, I better get the grill going.  Later.