Thursday, July 7, 2022

Not bad.

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Chores.  I had food still, was thinking it was Wednesday.  When sleep gets twisted, days get off.  Anyway, they were fed.  They will die in a better state of comfort, if their bellies will be fuller.  Or... if it works.  Tomorrow afternoon, I am told.  So, okay.  Yes.  I will be there, when they are dispatched.  And, I will help as I may.  Just, no actual cleaning or killing.  But I will lend a hand, after they are killed.  Washing them, icing them, bagging them.  It's a bit of a chore.  I will help, if that is desired.

More contacts about the house.  I think there are... five... groups/people... now looking over the place.  No offer, as of yet.  Just talk.  There may end up being no offer.  Who knows.  Until I see or hear something, it's all fifth grade flirting.  All eyes, no ass.  All I'm saying.  Well, for most of you.  *grins*  Just saying, generally, not specifically.  Oh hush, you would of if you thought you could have.  I just did.  And well before then.

I did get the chores done in a rather quick time.  It was 90 out, didn't want to linger.  While it is 82 in here, currently, that is better.  The rest of the house is still in the 70s.  Upstairs was 70/74, until I went up and started working.  Then it went to 72/76 when I was wrapping things up.  I have nearly cleared the floor.  Got some other things organized.  I have clean clothes to sort and store more rightly,  Vacuuming and powdering, more boxes to go through, again.  This time, probably, a lot more to go.  But it is coming together.

As I wearied, I put vitamins in the medicine sets.  That was missing, had to be ordered.  Yes, those things really help.  Otherwise my feet and legs cramp, even on just two water pills a day.  I will probably need to get this medicine dispenser, in use, up, and vitamined, soon.  Ugh.

Next?  A bit of tinkering on here.  Maybe the boxes out to the suv... I did break them and the stuffing down already.  I also brought a bunch of laundry down.  Bunch?  Well, it was an armful, if really not even a load.  And it's mixed... cotton, synth, wool.  So it won't even make a real single load.  Maybe there is enough else around to potentially make a load, but I won't bother with it today.

A shower, shortly?  I'd like to wait for it to begin cooling.  Or... cooling enough that opening up would actually begin to help.  Stuffy in here, but much hotter out there.  Or, was.  It's coming down already?  Crazy.  Unusual.  But it is down to 86 from at least 90... 92?  I know it got to 90, perhaps a bit higher.  I could try to evap cooler, though, too?  Sure, at this point I am not sure how much I have to lose.  Ugh.

Hmm... maybe that is helpful?  I'll know more, in a bit.  Currently, temp near the machine is 82, humidity is 27%.  It is 18:39.  I'll... know soon enough.  Later.

9 comments:

  1. "was thinking it was Wednesday."

    Don't feel bad. Ever since my wife and I retired we spend most mornings scratching our heads and trying to figure out what day it is. Thank goodness for calendars and the Internet.

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  2. And cellphone, and nuclear radio clocks, and... yes. But... one still has to employ them. I don't usually need to, when I am doing better, and the weather is fairer... mostly. But when it is hot, and difficult, or cold, or I am ill, or off meds, or coming back on them, or... some group of those... *grins*

    At least you have someone to be befuddled with. I hope you enjoy each other more often than not. It's... as good a blessing as I could bestow. And, probably as good as it gets? *laughs* Not laughing at. There is something charitable about that arrangement. I always hope it is mostly a good thing.

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  3. "I always hope it is mostly a good thing."

    Mostly a good thing. Also interesting. Denise and I always wanted to be a unique couple. It surprised us to realize that we reached that goal simply by being married for so long.

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  4. So, you have become one. Odd to be one and to not be. But, I don't think people are whole until they are one, with another. Even when they aren't sure that is the truth of it. But, I suggest, that is your lot. Gotta be man and wife, doesn't work elsewise. Might be a ball and chain, but being free isn't free. All good.

    You know. Just for you two, I am going to add married couples to my prayer concerns. Odd that they, you, weren't in there, in that form, before. I have you covered, with wise, or foolish, unhealthy, poor or rich, and those with no power, among others.

    You, generally speaking, are the real gift, the only real gift, that has the potential to keep on giving. Without the snark attached to that term, so often. Not all couples give, or can give. But it is only from that apple that man may walk tomorrow. Amen.

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  5. Oh... I did pray for rain, for you. And... I think... things started that way. But they were shut down. There are things, people, and places, which don't want you to receive rain. I... will do so again.

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  6. Any help would be appreciated. Right now I'd welcome a hurricane.

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  7. Yea. But I fear it won't be one. I mean, as singular. If it comes, it... may come in volume. Just be ready. All I'm saying. Seriously. If you see something on the horizon, just have some things together, and valuables accounted. Even a poor man has things he would not lose... wife too. Things are wonky. Though, maybe you live well up, so very high and dry, and in a very secure place. If not, be ready. Though, even then, be ready. Just... saying. Find out where the thousand, or ten thousand, year flood plain is. If you are in it, be even more vigilant.

    Since we may well receive remnants, I have such on my mind. Odd how things have been of late. I suppose it is all being sent to China, at the moment. When the Three Gorges is gone? Or maybe prayer will break their forces. Odd how the world has become.

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  8. And remember that it's the Chinese who say "May you live in interesting times".

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  9. Yeah, but from a people at least as pessimistic and Russians? What a giggle. Or is that blood gurgle as you succumb to the mob? Still? If they could keep what they promise, I... wouldn't mind. I pray for the Godless bastards too... in a way.

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