Not doing the hatch today.

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Probably.  Rainy, wet, out there.  Cool.  I could, I suppose.  But it's just not the day for it, really.  It's not like I am in a huge hurry.  And, there will be better days soon.  Especially since I am waking up, or have been, in the mornings.  A good time, on what will become a hot day, to do a few things out there.

It is 64 F, outside.  Up four degrees from... a while ago.  But, being near noon, it is rather cool out there.  Very cool, being still August.  But it does, sometimes, begin to break cooler in this date patch.  Sometimes later August, sometimes not until Mid September to October.  That... differs a lot, year to year.  It does always taper down, cooling a bit.  But for a day in the 60s, that can be earlier or much later.

Stormy, looking, out there.  A welcome sight, especially with rain aside it.

I am still hoping to get dishes hit, then a shower, then get them going again.  Who knows.  The cool is a bit much.  I could layer, a bit.  But I have to sort of get something going.  Too hot, I can't.  If it cools too much, too fast, I... just don't have the ability to adjust.  But, it is pleasant.  I can enjoy it.  There is that.

I have shut the house up.  It was getting downright cold... this front room was down to 70, the main area was more like 74?  Odd.  But, that is a stone house for you.  Especially one well rooted into the ground.  It moderates the temperature.  Still, given it has been more averaging the lower 70s, for lows, for months, this is rather chill for the high.  Still, I am enjoying.  If it eases to this, I'll be good before long.  Especially when I can be sure that dressing warmer won't be a problem.  Layering, even, as it dips.  Ugh.

I have offered another sort of deal.  It isn't perfect.  I'm not sure it will be accepted.  But... I... will see.  If it works out, perhaps some other plans might move forward.  Awkward, clumsy, stilting, halting, but that is life.  Especially as the world decides to ruin people, things, systems.  When the elites decide to burn the world, they have an inside track.  Is anyone, at any level of government, on our side?  I'm... not seeing it.  And corpo is even more kompromat.  We are well and truly on our own.  It... may well come to serious bloodshed.  We'll see.  But, for now, to stay low, and out of the way, until the time is right.  Or I make it rightly to the grave?

Plans, schemes, hopes... things to do.  Things to not do.  For today, work if possible.  Gaming otherwise.  Though, if it warms a bit, I may get the hatch sorted out.  That is one heavy hatch, though.  It really is.  And it doesn't have an easy way to hold it up.  The rope, I still think, is the best way.  But there is no handle, so it has to rope the body of the hatch, and be tied to something that won't give, or move.

All good.  Some hot fatted coffee, a bit of gaming, and... then... who knows.