Up!?

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This time, in spite of sheer exhaustion, I knew what time I went to bed.  Some... part of me was lost, in time and space... queried our whereabouts.  I wasn't sure if it was the 20th or 21st, but Friday, May, I knew.  So, I looked.  It had been the 20th, which means it's the 21st.  I have done well on day and date, after the extended Tuesday debacle.  Or, am getting back to it.

Still, rough, and tired.  It was 21:15 exactly, when I rolled to check the date.  It blazed into my brain, for some reason.  Which was odd, for in spite of it being the first thing I saw, it was not the data being primarily sought.  And, there was not attempt at memorizing.  I was too tired, I thought, to actually remember anything.  I am surprised I remembered the instance, let alone the time.  I was crashing so hard, and fast, the next thing I remember is black.  Dark, empty, nothing, void, so deep and hard nothing made sense until I awoke at just a bit before 04:00.  I am not even sure I would have waken then, but Sassy came up.  I have little night lights, which to a degree she hates.  It means I knows when she is coming.  I sure hope it is her.

I have something between my line of vision and the stairs area.  I could, probably, tell if it was human sized?  Probably hear it more than see it, without my glasses.  Especially as blurry as my vision has become, with the lack of water.  I am drinking a lot less, and pushing my sleeping schedule... if it... seems to be leveling out.  Though, yesterday, I stayed up much later than planned.  Sixteen hours, but I was exhausted from the morning cold.

I am leaving the furnace on, now.  Just to 70.  It makes it a little easier to wake.  It was 64 upstairs, 61 in this front room, and 26 outdoors?  I have two thermometers, both reading that, so... yes.  Crazy.  I am telling you, that is absolutely weird.  All good.  From my pal, I hear we are not just getting rain, but snow.  Way past normal times.  And, we need both, terribly.  Every bit we get is vital.  Especially snow.  Yes, I have been praying for it.  At this point, it is a matter of some newer communities even having tap water, or not.  Where they were built, how they access water, and when their community was created, may leave them with no water.  Maybe.  Not in my area, mostly, but...

I did ask if they had put water restrictions in place.  He said, no, for now.  But suspects they may.  And, yes, he... looked worried.  His summer job is putting in sprinkler systems.  Besides what happens to lawns without water, for extended times... even watering once a week is bleak... who wants to put in a water system they can't use?  There is a lot of single, and multiplicative impact on his income.  And, there is nothing his company can do about it.  I think some areas are already in water restrictions.  Though, a sprinkling system would allow a much better, thorough, and efficient watering.  It would make the water go a lot farther, and be better applied.

Oh, as to the patch of dry on my lawn?  It... isn't the sun.  It is the soil.  I'll have to see about taking soil out, and replacing it.  A patch, probably fifteen by twenty?  Take out three to six inches, replacing it with good topsoil..  Have to figure out how much top soil costs, and how to best to remove the current dead dirt.  The grass does what it can, but... it... just isn't doing well.  Even with lots of good rain, and shade, it has become blighted.

Up, at four, almost exactly.  I need to brush my teeth, get breakfast going, take a shower, and get dishes started.  Then, see about the rest of my day.  I am hoping to do more.  I'll be giving the cement on the clothes lines a week or three before putting the lines up.  It's rather cool.  It will take it time to settle.  Heck of a deal.  Once it is all together, I'll give it another week.  Then, I'll begin using it for laundry... when it is dry enough.  And, put my bedding out, to let it sun cure and air well.  I have spare pads, so will put up what I have used this winter, set up a new set, then switch between them weekly, or at least every other week, with sun curing between.  Gotta do it.

I had hoped to get to confession, but sixteen hundred is right at the edge of my boundary to even stand.  So, not this week.  But, I can get my clothes definitely ready, practice what I do in confession, and probably get it roughly drafted.  I have specific sins.  Some of them, generally, have been released.  But in examining things, I think these things need specific work.  And, something I can discuss, are my suicide attempts.  The thing is to... recall them all, or all the times.  There are six I definitely remember, two of which were technically successful.  I... those are grave sins.  I want to be rid of them.  And, of course, there are the dailies, weeklies, the ongoing.  I'll go over what is a sin, what needs to be confessed, and get things back in order.  But, as mentioned, probably next week.

Good morning.  Good day.  Get to it.  Amen.