.
But... still spending. I have an order ready, for the first of the month. Then, through the month, I buy other things. Lately, I have been stocking up. And, so, I am stocked up. And broke. Or, until this month. This month I am spending far less at the start, and less through the month.
Even so, the order has been placed, and cheese and salami too is on the way. Plus, I am going to start kefir again. Which means milk. I am going to try some cream, as well. But, with the swelling completely controlled, I am just going with one quart of cream per week. See if that is tolerable. Why? I... love cream. Just a dab, in my coffee. A bit in cheese sauces. Even a bit in real or keto pasta dishes. Life is good that way.
Bills, too. Oh, utilities. But, wait! I am ahead by a month, on those. So... everything needing to be manually paid is paid! Yeah! Though, one card has decided to be tricky. I'll... fix that wagon. Only paying a bit currently, will pay the rest later in the month. They are being jerks. Getting fees, cheating. They all do that anymore. And, they all get fixed.
A bit of coffee, some meat sticks, and a bit of time to wake up, now that orders and bills are mostly tended. Shopping, groceries, soon. I am nearly out of meat and... everything, save stores. But I only want to use those gently, and just at a slow replacement level. I don't want to have to buy all new every third month. Perhaps through a year, replace half of it? Something like that. It is stores, and to be used, but also to be held onto... a bit of a balance.
I can't believe how good I feel. Oh, there is a kink, in my neck. And my wrist is still a bit sore. Muscles twinge, here and there. But... this is as it was when I was in good shape. Because, beside work, I would work out, swim, and else. I used what I had, down to the bottom of my reserves, and kept myself tired. And... pushed up and off from there. I... loved being tired, spent, exhausted. I... still do, it seems, when I can spend myself to the bottom. Gorgeous. Loving this. Still expecting to die from it, but... I'd die happy.
I've called my mom. Several times in the last few days. She isn't answering. Haven't heard any bad news. Hoping she is just sleeping a bit extra. Not worried, quite yet. Silly bird. But, yes, I... know how it goes, all too well.
Later.
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