Still warm.

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It is 79 at 32% humidity up here, in the front room, 61 and 59% humidity outside, but the other thermometer are reading 76 in the main area and this front room?  Oddly hot near the machine, tonight, I guess?  Well, three degrees difference, I suppose that is usual, perhaps a bit low?  Cooling, but so very slowly, and little?  Or am I just a bit heat exhausted?  Yes, probably that last.  I do well, right until I fall off a cliff and can't get comfortable again, until it actually really cools.

I took care of the dishes which had dried, set up another microgreenery.  I have two more, but more than one producing at a time is a bit much.  The one I have been working is ready, so a new one is set.  Then I will set up another one in three days.  I don't mind having three in the cycle, and maybe one in the fridge.  I'd like to get these a bit greener.  I may set them in the sun, but just for... an hour, two?  But, inside the container.  Watering them right as I do so... see if that won't green them up a lot more.  Then refrigerate.  Tomorrow morning, if I can remember and haven't worn out.

I also set up what I hope to be the last load of dishes.  As well, I rebagged the garbage cans and recycling bins in the kitchen and living room.  Little things, but... it sure makes it smoother as I do other things, like beginning in on the desk tonight, clearing, slowly, pieces and bits at a time.  Little things are something, especially when compounded.

As well, I started clearing and cleaning the counters.  If I can, along with dishes, getting those as clean as possible, tonight or tomorrow, will really add some joy.  Bits at a time, not complete tasks because I can't quite stick to it.  Is it the heat?  If not, it would be the cool, or the dark, or aches and pains, or all, or... nothing.  But, I... really am staying with it.

I still have sorting, in the living room and upstairs, on my mind.  Too warm down here.  Tonight, I think, I will push to work upstairs until the cool gets to me, then come on down and do some here... until that gets to me.  Punching out dishes, or a counter, or more work at the desk in there.

The grill is going.  Pork chops, I hope.  They should still be good.  Yes, I still have chicken and pork roast, I just don't want to let these go bad before cooking them.  I need to get in, to town, to the grocery store, soon.  Veggies, and just a few meats.  I can't afford much, these day.  And I have things set aside.  Oh... I need to get the propane tanks in, as well.  And figure out what is going on with that extra account I didn't know about.  I may keep that as a side account, for various things.  But I will be taking some money out, for now.  Just not all of it.  Perhaps set up a small automatic deposit, on the first or third or some such.

Oh?  Does someone think they are funny?  I am funny?  Or, maybe they are serious.  One is definitely a mistake.  The other?  Meh.  Just... laughing, for my part.  No claim to anything.  Who, even humans, can claim much.  Anything received is from God, not deserved save through faith and works.  I... certainly don't do much work.  But my faith?  I don't need it.  To some degree.  I know, I just... don't know all.  Faith is needed for my works, not for... my certainty as to God and that He should be worshipped... how was it put?  Ah... "Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with thy whole heart, and with thy whole soul, and with thy whole mind".

Whatever I am or amn't, that last is all the advice you will honestly get from me.  Though, if you ask it, I will offer more, or less.  You... just probably won't like what else I offer.  So... go in peace.  I just... had to chuckle, again.  Go in peace.  Only fear if you have no faith.  For, without faith, fear is all you may know.  Either that means something to you, or it doesn't.  But it remains true either way, like or not.  Amen.

Oh, many errors in there, mind you.  A demon wouldn't be lord of devils.  The two... just... don't get along.  They have worked together, as have man and demon.  Are currently, various among the various.  But, generally, none gets along with the others well.  And... the first could not be Satan.  Satan wasn't an archangel, that was far below him.  He was a seraphim, make no mistake, an archangel, if that is what he is, could not have done what Lucifer, or Satan, did.  So many, many, mistakes, errors.  But... it's... a part of... stories.  Loosely based on Christian notions.  But, what else it is, is what someone wonders.  Who?  You?  Me.  Ah.