Not exactly the fastest.

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But it has started.  I adjusted the dumpster, for easier disposal of things.  I had merely moved it the other day, and it wasn't in a position to receive easily.  Now it is moved, open, and ready.

Trash and recycling are out.  A first shot across the bow.  Chores were done first.  And, before that, I gave the girls a can of tuna.  They did eat it.  Hunger is the mother of all spice.  I am about to get them the last can of food, actual cat food.  Anyway.  Beside getting trash and recycling out, I also lined the bins with bags.  That will make it easier.  I will probably take one of the bigger ones upstairs, for as I worth through that, anything that needs to go will just go.

Breakfast, myself, already.  Just chia.  I should fry some eggs, today, too.  And bacon!  Oh, I do love that combination.  I think I'll have five eggs.  I'd also like to get some boiled, the older ones.  They actually peel more easily if not absolutely fresh.  Will go good with salads.  And, I think from now on, I will try to cook about a pound of meat a day, give or take a few ounces.  Then, use about eight to ten ounces that day, the rest to be cut and put into salads.  That means only cooking every other day... unless I cook the weeks' meat all on a Sunday or Monday, on the grill.  It usually reheats well, and heated and cut, goes very well with the salads I like, and various dressings.

It has taken a long time to surrender to certain foods.  I have resisted salads most of my life.  When I was in the Navy, I learned to eat rightly... a form of keto even then.  But, after leaving, and being in such poor shape, I just... ate.  And, created peculiar notions of food.  Now?  I'm still off, I am sure.  But I do my best.  I even still have junk food from time to time.  Just... not a daily, or even weekly, thing.  

Paleo and keto are reasonable notions, but I... don't believe people on those diets would choose those diets.  I don't think humans should be ON diets.  The fall of man, I suppose it led to this.  And, while I think they are probably the best diet forms, for most people, no one has ever been able to escape sugar... be it honey, molasses, maple syrup, or some regular sugar (yes, organic, cane, brown is... just sugar... just more expensive sugar!).  Ha.  So, I do my best.  

Then again, at this point, my body is... what it is, where it is, how it is.  I probably can't improve it.  Even swimming wasn't doing much.  Though, I wasn't eating enough protein, so might actually have been exacerbating the problems?  I will see, in a bit of time, if protein will help as I begin working.  Especially as summer rolls around.  As well, if I ever do end up with an air conditioner in here, whole house anyway, and can be cool during the heat... meaning I can go out and get hot, having a place to cool... perhaps I can do more.

Oh, the list...  A new electrical box, fuse box, perhaps with 440 service?  I'd really like that.  A new furnace and central air, probably new ducts.  I'd like to get a humidifier system.  And, have a way to shut the vents both in particular rooms, at near the furnace.  Then, the bathroom sorted out.  I have the toilet, sinks, fixtures, but need to build or buy a vanity of some sort, as well as a mirrored, lighted, medicine cabinet.  Well, and flooring.  Plus, some work putting in a floor drain in there.  Then a dishwasher, bought and set up.  After that, I will probably put anything remaining into savings, add to it, and use it for anything else which comes up.  Just dreaming.  I have doubts this deal will go through.  Still...  We will see.

I doubt everything positive.

A bit of a break, after those spits of work.  Then back to it.  I think I'll see about bringing boxes down, next.  Clearing that corner.  Then, either going through some of the other boxes up there, or beginning in on sorting clothes.  Some to be tossed, some to be given away?  I don't know.  I will look, see.  After I get the boxes upstairs sorted, I'll start in on the spare and master bedroom... boxes and else in there.  I also wonder if the mattress will fit in the dumpster?  It just might.  The boxspring won't, without cutting it.  Then again... I... have the tools.  A sawzall is a wonderful thing.  The chainsaw would be more fun, but... a bit more dangerous if it bit the wrong material.

Oh, yes.  Perhaps just dreaming.  But... I think I will.  I have started, I have what I need to do it.  Other than energy, strength, and such.  But, maybe, with protein and fats in good portions, and few carbs, I can... get back into some kind of shape.  Ugh.  I'll keep dreaming until... unless... they tell me there is no purpose to it.  Then I'll slump for a bit, until I can attempt another dream.  Amen.