So late!

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Down at about noon.  I know, as that is when the call to my mother was.  She couldn't talk last time, and had company this time.  So, it was just a brief, hello and love you.  Which... is... all it needed to be.  It's all I had to say, anyway.  As tired as I was, I was not jealous of company.  My eyes were burning for sleep.  I crashed fast and hard.

Sore, from sleep.  I know I rolled every time I would wake enough to know I was in pain.  But that probably wasn't often enough.  Ribs, front and back, hips, thighs, all hurt.  Still, it's better than when I'd sleep on a regular bed.  My back would be killing me.  Beds aren't good for the back, or my back.  I think a lot of people who sleep on beds, trying to find one which won't hurt them, are only maintaining back pain.  I swear, as with food being made so as to create illness, beds are manufactured in order to create back and other problems?  Wouldn't surprise me.  Actually, would surprise me if they aren't designed with exactly that in mind.  You are paying for your discomfort.  Comfort, and health, is actually found in discomfort and some level of depravity, paucity, sacrifice.  You... can't tell people though, for they mostly will not, and will hate you for the idea.

Anyway.  Then again, even I have difficulty.  Sometimes I can eat less, sometimes I simply don't have the... cognition? to do so.  And, often, when I am going without, foodwise, it isn't a true sacrifice.  It is merely an excess from illness.  My metabolism is so low, however, that I don't lose weight... for good or ill.

Awake.  A fatted coffee, in a bit.  I'll skip chia breakfast, at some point having bacon and eggs.  Sassy has been fed, and her litter cleared.  Three of the pee jugs have finally been cleaned and cleared, I have two remaining.  They have been... just getting emptied.  I have been so broken, that my daily routines have been lost in history for some time.

Beginning to take back my place, if losing days and nights and other things.  Doing my best.  Had hoped to be up early enough to make it to the grocery store.  Will have to be Monday, at the earliest.  As with a trip to the V.A., for blood work.  But, I do have roast pork, and gravy.  If... I couldn't eat that heavy of a food today, now at least, to save my life.  Smaller bites?  Maybe.  But, too, I'll try to cook chicken tonight, and make gravy from it.

But, really, a fatted coffee, another shower, dishes set up... I did get what was left from the previous soaking set back up, and will get one more dishpan of stuff set up, after the shower.  Then, get the dry dishes put away.  I think I can get the other dishes finished tonight, chicken cooked, some work on boxes and stuff just sitting out... sorting, storing, tossing.  And some gaming.  Not... quite ready to game today.

I did respec my 'toon.  I am goofing, in various places, to see how well it works.  The problem is, there are portions of the game this is weak in.  So, I am sorting how to improve that.  Distance attacks.  Sometimes those are handy, sometimes they just allow one to bypass stupid elements of the game.  I could re-respec, but I'd rather use what I have and get it going from there.  I hate that I feel the need to respec, to get through, but some areas seem impossible with a pure mage build.  I suppose, with enough tries, and luck, and if the game doesn't decide to cheat, you COULD make it through.  But who wants to dance around luck and improbability to finish a fucking game?  Bleh.  You can tell when a game was designed by pagans.

To be honest, I want to get going as soon as possible, and down as early as possible.  If I can get down by five, I'd be happy.  Not likely, and to complete everything?  But... I may go down early, anyway.  I have... plans, which will require a different sleep schedule.  So... I... Have to push, pull, shove, yank, and do whatever is required.  Can't promise, but will do everything I can to make it happen.

Well, on to... waking, mostly, for now.  And some coffee.  Later.