Awake, finally.

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I have no idea when I went to bed, save that it was well into morning light.  A slight headache, probably from gaming, and being up later.  All else is... copesthetic?  Or, so I have heard it put, so put it.  It was about a quarter after sixteen hundred when I awoke, got up.

I realized I have not turned the mattresses, a  Thursday to Saturday thing, but here it is Monday.  So, I stripped the mats, and set them on edge, put the fan on them, and will rotate them through the day, or tonight at the latest.  Unless I put them out to air.  Which... is very tempting, if I can.

Gaming is killing me, trying to get the last trophies from the last dlc content.  I'm not sure I can play well enough, currently, to do so.  You know it is bad, when you can't even play a game that should be simple, with your experience, and native skills.  At least I am keeping some sort of, if off in hours, day schedule.  I haven't, or yet, started flipping through the day, mixing night, day, nap, sleep, wakefulness, all into a life blender... feeling more like being in a plane, which lost it's wings at high altitude, hitting enough g's to pass out from time to time, waking up not knowing anything, except you don't like what is happening or what may be about to happen.  Will you be awake at the right altitude to hit eject?  Will it work, or will that kill you on function?  At least it... is some hope.  Tumbling, tumbling down.

I am hoping to... avoid that this year.  I avoided the heavier sort of that last year, and maybe the year before.  I just, eventually, went more dark as winter came.  God only knows how terrifying that is.  Squeezing every bit of conscious effort against forces so much more powerful than me.  Squeeze, breath, push, shove, all while doing absolutely nothing other than trying to stay conscious.  Thirty years of that, sometimes two or three month or longer episodes.  Assuming I didn't just go to sleep for a month or two.  Waking just enough to get food down, from time to time.  Iowa was harder, it's winters are so deep, hard, brutal.  Utah can be tough, tight, but not... like Iowa.  Even in what I considered the Florida of Iowa, Iowa City, -20 F was very common.  As was ice, sleet, snow, and dark was much more common than light, even more so than Utah.

Well... we will see.  I still need a shower.  Most of the packages have arrived.  A few more to come.  Looks like I overspent again this month.  Ugh.  But, too, I am trying to put money away, in small amounts and pay up some bills.  But it is something.  After the shower, out to the woodpile.  I'd like to do that, and use the weed whip to cut the last fence loose then roll those up and put them away.

Perhaps, if that gets completed, riding the mower around and clearing that area.  Though, I really want to pick up bark and little zingers before mowing.  I weed whipped that area, which had been enclosed by the fence so had overgrown.  But, it will still be a challenge.

If I can get to those things, and still have energy, this room next.  This room is the next thing I will hit.  Period?  That's my theory and I'm sticking to it.  I have cat food and cat treats to be put up, grain to deal with, boxes to disassemble and wrangle, and boxes of keeper stuff to remove.  Ugh.  Ugh, ugh, ugh.  We will see.  It is a new week, I have had some rest.  I will still be working on the last trophies, on my breaks.

Oh, and I would like to cook some food.  Plus, I need to check on medicine dispensers.  Am I out, or nearly?  I am hoping I have enough for one more month.  I also need to set something up with my doctor.  I have to give him a blood test, or he won't deliver meds.  Fair enough.  It's the gas to get there.  Sure, they pay.  But... not for a month or three.  I'm on nickels and dimes, so a hundred spot is brutal.  Well, it costs at least fifty to get there, maybe an hundred, somewhere in there, if I am to have any gas left in the tank.  Well, and I don't keep it on full, so I will have to fill it first, on top of else.  So... it's... a lot of money.

Now... get off my porch!  I can't sit and jab all day!  *grins*