Ugh.

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It is 88 up here, 81 in the living room, cooler further back, 74 outside.  It just isn't coming in, cooling the place, at all.  There is a breeze running through.  That just isn't doing anything.

Pork roast and green beans.  Nothing all that great, but it really wasn't bad.  Tomorrow, three drumsticks and... fresh veggies?  Or salad?  Who knows.  But something like that.  Still waiting on the hose, for the grill.  When that comes in, I'll hit bacon, and try various types of eggs.  Might be a while, but... it'll happen.

A bit more work upstairs?  I can try.  Nothing down here, it is just too warm.  If the house cools off, perhaps in the morning I will get to dishes.  And, maybe, more laundry?  As well, more work upstairs.  Will be trying to do a good deal more tomorrow, upstairs.  Might get it all in a day, might take a week.  But I'll... plod along, get things done, do chores, possibly dishes, and else.

It has been a very good week, this past week.  Very, very, good.  Even showering every day, chores every day, lots of things.  Eating well, or... mostly.  Medicines on target.  Oh, and I did completely fill two remaining medicine dispensers, giving me a three month supply.  But... I best get in, for blood work, so I can order the next batch.  Running out.  Still, it's been... six months?  Now, that I have been on medicine?  It's still rough, but this last week gives me hope.  Not sure if it's the heat, getting used to the medicine, a mix, or... something else?

I have done what I could.  I just couldn't do much.  Now it is becoming wonderful.  Brutal, I am paying for the work.  But I... love brutality.  I love breaking through, working, doing.  Such things are a gift, in my eyes.  A gift from God, given that sin took us to death.  We chose, He gave us... a way to... sort things.  And, work allows one to... rethink.  It's not the only way, or even always the best way, but it is a way.

Oh, right.  Fireworks.  Just hearing it off in the distance.  Glad for it.  Spooked me, just a bit, the other night.  Until I remembered the special day coming up.  I am so glad to live in an area which does celebrate.  What are they celebrating, exactly?  That I can't say.  If I am pretty sure it isn't against what the day is for, or not completely.  Some of the celebration, as with the first celebrants, should be against tyranny.  And we are headed to that, in that actually.  But, one can celebrate America, without celebrating tyranny.  Love the country, not necessarily the government.  Amen.

Anyway... on up to do a bit more work.  Maybe some cool water along the way.  If I am a good boy, and make room for the new table, and open up at least half the floor, I will take a shower before bedtime.  Just the body.  Sure loving showers.  Later, or goodnight.