As I was waking...

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Looking.  A pair I have watched before.  And, on several topics.  Why?  Well, this one should be obvious.  While I have refused a heart transplant, simple medical upkeep... could be a trick.  However, it seems, there is... a way.  And, without having to return to America every year.  Or more.  As I was watching it, I was sweating it.  Would my choices pop, as places to get what is needed?  European nations, first.  Not... quite... my choice.  For about a dozen dozen reasons.

Now, while I really would like Ecuador, Argentina is becoming more likely, for a single dozen reasons.  From food to weather to a few other things.  Oh, and the clot shot is still required in Ecuador.  I wonder if they are still masking?  I'll actually have to check about Argentina, as to masking, as well.  If it's not ready for prime time, it'll just have to wait.
  

Finally, near the end, there she was, again.  To be honest, I would like my teeth work done.  Last time I received a quote, it was... a lot.  Depending on what all was required, it would be anywhere from $35k to $50k.  But that was with $30k for a surgery that... I... worked to no longer need.  I had been grinding my teeth, from pain I now realize, so often, that not only did I grind my teeth down, but I was buckling my jaw hinges.

When told what the problem was, at least orally, I set out to resolve it, and did.  I no long grind my teeth at night.  Between the use of a bite guard, and conscious relaxation, even while sleeping, I reduced, then eliminated, that as a problem.  The pain remains, but the reaction to it is gone.  Still, my teeth are two thirds what they should be.  Braces, I was told, then caps.  I... would do that.  Not a fast process, though how much American dentists extend the process, to earn more money, is anyone's guess.  I was told two to three years of braces.  Yikes.  And, if required, I would do that.  The thing is, I need actual cash.  I can't go into that on nothing, definitely not on credit.  

So... some... sales options... are beginning to seem more dubious.  As well, how to make a reasonable deal... is getting complicated.  Still, the price may well not be met, in any case.  So... going anywhere may simply not be possible.  At least until prices and purchase volume, is enough to get her sold at the right price.  Better to hold on than jump into a maelstrom.  Never jump both blind and dumb.  One, or the other, if at terrible risk.  But never both unless choice is simply, and truly, gone.  I... haven't been without choice, to this point.  And I have been in places you don't even want to think about.  I had choice, made it, and am here.  That... is enough to know.  Believe as you will.  *crocodile grin*

Well... I should get to things.  After the fatted coffee.  Dishes, a shower, brushing my teeth again... especially after meat sticks!  Almost as bad as sardines!  Then... other things.  I placed my first order of this coming month, with what is in the account.  I like to keep that low.  Money in there is, I think, slowly stolen.  The fed?  People with some odd sort of access?  The bank?  Amazon?  Someone takes snippets, as they wish, if I don't keep it low.  And that is beside interest rates versus inflation taxation.  So, I spend.

With food, mostly, save larder upkeep, managed, sewing kit is on the menu.  That will be done, shortly, as well.  Two smaller tables, to be used independently, or together, with a matt for on top to make the crease between the two begone.  Well, and a few more general patterns, for practice.  An 6 1/2 by 24 1/2 quilt ruler, which works quite well for almost any sewing, including rolling leftover fabric back into a similar bolt fashion as they often are purchased, for easier storage, sorting.  A few other things.  Yes, I'm... almost taking it seriously.

While I haven't cracked in, that is in part because I have a house to try to get into shape, and because it is hot as well.  Plus, because I still don't have the tools or space for laying out patterns, and cutting/drafting patterns.  The tables will help with that, a lot.  Up off the floor, together large enough to even kit a quilt together, but certainly trace patterns.

At some point, notions sort of taper off.  Then I begin obtaining fabrics, batting, buttons, snaps, zips, and such.  Spooky to buy too many, but so expensive by piece.  It's... quite a thing to attempt to get the best, correct, and right materials, needles, threads, and else, for just one project... economically as possible.  It is a whole new world of engineering.  Efficiency, function, and, if possible, then form.

I would really like to begin setting up for an actual suit.  Perhaps a lesser, or daily driver, suit, to start.  But, always with an eye to a haute couture, bespoke, tailored, suit.  I don't need hand stitching.  If I ever make a true suit set, rightly, with a machine, that looks and feels rich?  Then, perhaps, for gits and shiggles, I may try a hand-sewn one.  But, for now, the goal is on my first, and next suit.  Experimenting with next level things, in smaller side ways, along the way.  And?  My suits will allow full combat.  I will NOT be stuck in a stuff sack, hoping I don't feint while being attacked... or get beaten half to death because I can't block, punch, or kick.  And... I already know how to do those things.  I... studied them, for the close I currently wear.  Found what it took, and how they did it... out of curiosity.

Oh, well, I... should finish my coffee, and then get on with a few things.  Good early afternoon and day.  God speed, and damned straight.  Aye.