Keeping at it.

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Not that fastest, but steady.  I forgot laundry, but have reset things.  The dryer has to run, forgot that part anyway?  Or... was it drying?  I can't remember.  Anyway, that has been reset.  I washed dishes.  Mostly big items, mostly cleaner.  So, one washing will do.  They are rinsing, now.

As well, I had supper.  Taco salad.  The burger is just this side of too questionable, so not super.  But it will do.  I'd better use the rest of it for something tonight.  Perhaps a keto spaghetti, or beef and palm heart or 'miracle' rice... something or other.  It's not perfect, but it really isn't too bad.  Often a bit high in carbs, even so.  But so much less than regular spaghetti/pasta that there is no argument or debate.

After the I dry dishes, I'll get in and take a shower.  Maybe even shave this time.  Then set up the next load.  That should clear the kitchen counters of dishes.  Leaving only to clear those of other things, like mixers, coffee, etc.  Then wash those.  Yea.  It's... getting there.  I may attempt the steam cleaning option in my oven, and of course clean the flattop on the stove.

Not fast, but I'm moving along.  So much to do!  So little time.  And, yet, so much done!  I did contact the fellow who is working with me.  Maybe part of Monday, and so far Tuesday, but no guarantee.  I'll create tasks, a list, and have some more for him, should he be available.  

I'd like to do in the kitchen what I have done in the living room.  But there has to be room.  And... that is sort of running out?  To a degree.  I would like to get the drawers in the back garage side hallway sorted, but that isn't priority.  And, that, I will do myself.  Oh, but the back yardside hall area needs a lot of work.  That and clearing the kitchen...  What else?  My bedroom is my own.  All of the bedrooms are mine.  Perhaps some work in the bigger bathroom?  Though, too, perhaps removing the mirror and en suite bathroom's 'counter'... whatever they call them in the bathroom.

To do anything in the bathroom, I will have to do more work in there, with boxes... and move some out of the way.  Good to try to be thinking ahead.  Anyway...  A bit of a break, then back to it.  Later.

The weirdest problem?

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Yes.  After getting rid of two dumpster, three technically, of stuff, much of it in boxes, I am at a loss for boxes!  Though, to be honest, many of them were too big, or  too small.  But, many were the right size, but were convenient for removing items.  Or were already full, so... just went with what was to be tossed.

I need more, smaller, boxes.  Come to think of it, I believe I actually bought boxes, specifically for moving though.  If long ago.  As a precaution.  The question is, are they too big?  Well, and I hate to break into those.  But it will be for household items, keepers.  I have enough odd sized boxes, I think, for most trash or... refuse really.

Anyway.  I am getting to things.  Laundry is moving on through.  Woolens, and then a small load of whites.  Dishes are going.  While it is a smaller load, it needed a larger tub.  Much larger.  And, after it is run through, I will need that tub, again, for half gallon jars and big bowls.  All good.  I got the old tub I used to use back out, cleaned up, and put to use.

Then I came into the computer room and started sorting.  Still some keepers in here.  But a lot of it is to go.  A piece, part, box, dustpan full at a time.  I suppose I could just sort the boxes I have here.  That should open a few up.  And get some sorting done.  

The nice thing about the new desk is it is large enough to put some sort of mail sorting system on it.  Keeping fresh bills in one pile, general business in another, and one for the personal that never happens these days.  Though... I may purchase good stationary, and begin penning letters to my people.  From time to time, on their birthdays, on the big holidays...  Maybe.  I should be finding my pens, before long.  My good ones, get them back into use.  I purchased a sonic cleaner, specifically for those... to get them back into shape.  Anyway... thoughts.  My mother used to love to receive my handwritten letters.  I may have to practice my penmanship first, however.  But... I... have the time.

Well... a bit of a break.  I was working well, until I bottlenecked on boxes.  I'll bet I worked two hours straight!  Oh, I know.  Laughable to some of you.  But to me, that is... unpossible!  Protein may actually be helping, at least when balanced with chia... so omega 3's.  It's not one, or the other, it is the balance.  When young, perhaps it doesn't matter.  When old it may, or has begun to be more important?  I am sure health issues increase the need for greater care, better balance, and everything that poor health would general make difficult.

Something to eat, though, too, on my break.  But what?  Maybe taco salad, if the burger is still good.  Cheese and burger, melt blended, with just lettuce on top.  Should be spicy enough that I don't need dressing.  Yum?  If it all isn't too old.  Later.

Nothing, or... no work.

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It isn't that I hurt, or am sore.  I took painkillers this morning and they worked.  But I am hitting a bit of a wall.  I am just hoping to get chores done.  Though, maybe, I might eke out a few things?  Nothing fancy, nothing heavy, nothing fast.  Just some things.  

Perhaps some dishes, though not a huge lot, like last time.  That last load was so large it intimidated me, and slowed the process.  Two smaller loads would be good.  And, if I get through those well and smoothly, perhaps a shower between washes.  Then rinse, as I put the other dishes away.  Then finish them?  Maybe.  If so I may well start another load.

Laundry?  Yes, I'll give what is in the dryer a warming spin, then see if there is another load available for washing.  Probably, but will have to see.  Might even be two, a woolen and then a synthetic, small.  I'll run them through if possible.

As well, I may see about installing an accordion drying rack, or two?  Those could be very handy for wools, some synthetics, and anything else which doesn't work well with warm drying.  Shouldn't be difficult?

As well, I would like to hit all of the surfaces in the livingroom.  The loveseat, coffee table, and footstool are slightly to heavily stacked.  I'd like to sort through, and get what is on them off, into boxes, and stored or set with that which is to go.

Then upstairs.  Sorting things for boxes, or tossing boxes, again.  But, also, sorting clothing, setting up the storage racks up there... getting that area in better order.  And... figuring out hanging.  I may set up hanging laundry for the master bedroom.  There really isn't an easy way to do it upstairs.  I bought a 'standing closet', but that one isn't very strong, stable, or offer much room.  I have thought about a hanging rack, like what stores have.  And may, in time.  But, for now, I just don't... am not willing to spend... the money for that.

Okay, that isn't... all for today.  It is for up until the inspection.  Oh, I also need to hit the master bedroom and spare bedroom, again.  Things got chucked into the one, and I never finished the other.  However?  Getting very close.  Very close.  Hitting the kitchen and bathroom today would be very good, and dishes plus laundry.  Which I think I can do.  At least in parts, pieces, and loads.  Ugh.

A few days ago, the mess looked slightly worse for the effort?  Right.  Now?  You wouldn't recognize the place.  Not from the start.  Though, truth be told, not even from a few days ago!  From the desk change, which is incredibly neater, to the clearing of the living room.  And, considering how much will be gone when the dumpster is open, to how much has been cleaned, and how well.

It still looks rough.  But just a few days more of work and it won't look bad at all.  I will check the furnace filter.  I need to figure out an outlet or three.  There are other little things, here and there.  Difficult to know what will be hit, done, started, before the inspection.  A bit nerve-racking.  There is no way I can do it all.  Even if my hire were to work ten hours a day for the last three days, I'm... not sure how much he and I could do.  Limits...  But I am going to try to get a lot more done.  Ugh.

I just won't depend on any one else.  Though, if I can get the help, I will certainly use it.  I ought to check, see if Monday and Tuesday are open for him.  Oh, and I think he is picking some stuff up for sealing the doors, and a few other things.  So much to do, but really getting there.  Later.

Up.

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I can't be sure when I actually woke.  It is 12:23 currently.  I've been tinkering, between dressing and morning things for at least an half hour, possibly forty five minutes.  I am not moving fast.  I didn't even try an alarm.  I just... went to bed when I was finished, and had come down, and dried, enough.  Late, as written.

Today?  More dishes, perhaps the stuff on the love chair, maybe counters?  Plus, perhaps some work upstairs?  Getting closer.  As is the deadline.  Still, this place, comparatively, looks amazing, and that is with a quarter of this front room's floorspace converted into storage for what will be going into the dumpster as soon as it is emptied.

When I go to begin brewing breakfast, I'll set the dryer to thirty minutes, and see if there is another load ready to wash.  I won't be hitting dishes until after that anyway.  So no worry even should I need/want warm or hot water for the wash.  A shower first?  No.  If I want another shower, it'll be after the first load of dishes has been washed.  

If I can't get all of the dishes in, which I can't.  What is on the counter may be collected for a last (mostly) wash, for after this first group.  And, after those are collected, I'll hit the counters before even doing those dishes.  As well, I may do some sorting on the kitchen table, and on into the back hall/washing room.  I think that faux country kitchen buffet will go.  I'll try to give away the golf clubs, but if not, they go too.

Bit by bit.  Sure, I run it ragged.  But I work when I can.  And, if I can, and should be sleeping, I'll... just... catch sleep as I can.  I love pushing it.  Would do so more often if I was able.  For now, I am able.  Though, first thing, breakfast, waking, a bit of gaming.  Though I would like to get some things started and going first.  Hmm, actually, I may put two smaller loads of dishes in, or one bigger?  Ugh.  Reset laundry, get breakfast stewing, feed Sassy McDoodle, and redo her water then litter.

Oh?  Eggs, and bacon, today, for lunch.  Hungry.  Chia and bacon for breakfast?  Get the pan pregreased for later!  Yea, sounds good to me.  I'd best get started so I can do some sitting wake time, after a good start.  Later.

Ugh.

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I did finish the first load of laundry, the last is in, drying.  As well, I finished with dishes.  Putting some of them away as I brought out what was left, dried it, then set it out to air dry as the rest had.  Then a shower.  Just a shower.  But that is it.  And, I couldn't get to bed quickly.  A quarter after four, minus one minute...  Late.

Well, I had to be awake to let my hair dry anyway.  And it is pushing it, to call it dry.  Dry enough, I guess.  On to bed now.  So tired.

But, yes, a good day, a good week, a very good two weeks, really.  Not done.  Will keep at it.  The kitchen counters, and stove and oven, plus upstairs.  Then to the bathroom, as I do dishes and any last laundry.  Also, I will keep sorting and boxing what is being kept... for now.  And what is going.  A rather good start.

So very tired.  My eyes hurt while showering.  They sting now.  They have been stinging for hours, I just... didn't realize it until I got in the shower.  I am hungry.  I just... don't know what I could eat?  Salad?  Tuna salad?  Maybe some canned meat and protein bread?  Something.  Goodnight.

Yea, still... plugging.

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Gaming, when I can't stand.  Dishes, or boxes, when I can do a little bit more.  Doing my best, if it isn't much.

I have half the dishes done.  I will finish them tonight.  And, then, take shower.  Shave?  Probably not.

As well, I cleared the big couch, going through loose things, and things in boxes.  Sorting always seems to take a lot more time than anticipated.  A quarter of it is going to be tossed, good or not.  Half?  By numbers or volume?  :p  Ackh!  And those boxes are stored, for now, rightly.  I also moved the couch back, and vacuumed.  If, not, after sorting, it doesn't look as if I have vacuumed.

Ugh.  Bits and pieces, all night.  I was hoping to get to the counters, but that just isn't possible.  I am amazed I have slogged through what I have worked on.  Sassy has been super supportive.  A little shy, when the vacuum is running.  But right back when it is over, especially if I am taking a break.

Yes, a long light day.  I couldn't do much, or quickly, for sustained bursts.  But I did bits and pieces every few hours, for the whole of the day.  I'm not quite done, though I probably should be.  I... want dishes, and a shower, managed yet tonight.  And won't go to bed with wet hair, so... it'll... be a while.

Oh, I forgot to finish the first load, drying.  So that is going now.  I will put what is in the wash on into the dryer after that first load is done.  Ugh, but it is quite a thing to be barely slogging though, and yet be attacking on several fronts.  It's the way it goes, and it is working, mostly.

Good evening, night, day, and goodnight.

Wow.

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The old computer desk is gone.  With the dumpster still full, it just went outdoors.  But, that is fine.  The mess, the nest, of dustbunnies and wires and else?  Wow.  Yea.  But, after a bit of moving and sorting and else, the new desk is in.  And, it is much easier to sweep under.

Oh, the neatness, and the improved capacity to keep this area neat, is incredible.  Also found another, small, monitor.  I have it set up too, though, really, am not sure I see practical uses for it.  So, it may end up being used for my raspberry pi device(s).  Still, for now, it is up and... looks rather sharp.

I did move the couch out, and did some things out there.  It turns out there simply isn't another outlet out there.  There is one that works for the television, dvd, and playstations.  And there is another, but it isn't working, at the moment.  Though, if I can get that to work, and make sure it is on it's own fuse, preferably 20 amp, I may eventually put this out there.  This room is just not pleasant for too much of the year.

Still, for now, this is super!  Of course, making more of a mess, and stacking more boxes of discard making it look worse.  But... I know it is an improvement.  A drastic one.  And, bit by bit, the place really is coming together, if having to be taken apart to do so.

I'll get to dishes before long.  Then, maybe, hit the counter tops and stove top in the kitchen.  Maybe working on the oven, too?  Well, and some work with boxes in the living room and bedroom.  I... will.  This is incredible.  I don't think I ever truly unpacked!  I'm just unpacking as I am considering going away?  Maybe.  If I stay, it will be much neater and nicer, just as is.  If the loan goes through, this place will be fantastic.

Is it a trap?  Always wonder.  But, what isn't a trap, one way or the other?  Yea.  I think I'll... get some more sorted today.  Two loads going, one should be dry.  Perhaps needing a short extra dry spin?  Then I'll get to dishes.  Maybe taco salad later?  Work, work, work.  I can't work like the young guys, but I can do more than I have been able to do in a long time.  Muscling up, too.  That protein is adding muscle.  Slowly, but... truly.

On to it.  Later.

A start.

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A few boxes, for the dumpster when it is clear again, out of the living room.  Chores completed.  The freezer top cleared and cleaned.  And the dishes reset.  Those needing washed, or those I thought would, were.  Then all set to a clear rinse.  I'll bet back to that in an hour or so.  Vitamins, minerals, and electrolytes in.  I'll do medicine shortly.

Next, a break.  I pretty much did all of that in one shot.  I meant to take a break before chores, but... just wanted to have some time when I... felt good with what was done, without having something hanging right over my head.  So I just did it.  It is good to be able to sit, for a bit, and not have great concerns.  It is up to 24 out there.  Four degrees, today, actually makes a bit of a difference.  Can feel it.

Next, lunch.  The last, or nearly the last, of the pork roast.  I'm not sure if I have any more veggies, will check.  Out of potatoes for good and ill.  Might have some canned beats around.  Small cans, doable that way.  Then?  Then, after a break from even that, on to dishes, a shower, a shave, then clearing the couches.  And dealing with what was put in the spare bedroom.

I am thinking I want the computer in the living room.  Where the big couch is.  I may simply completely clear this front room out.  Just keep it empty.  Something like that.  It's too cold in the winter, too hot in the summer, really, for practical uses.  That is what I am thinking.  Though, it may depend on if there is an outlet available in there.  Ugh.

Anyway... on to a break, and lunch.  Later.

Well?

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Still waking.  But, soon, I will hit things.  I will.  No problem.  I won't do miracles, but I will do dishes, laundry has already started.  Chores soon.  Bright outside.  After the dark of indoors, stepping outside is like taking light crack!  Just 20 or so, but so very very bright!

No, but I will work on things, get to things.  Maybe more than thought.  Especially as I go out, from time to time, for chores, to take trash or recycling out, or just to step out for some of that bright, bright, crack!  Seriously, it has been so dark, for so long?  To have a few inches of white, and a sunny day, my eyes... my God my eyes!  Wonderful though.

Of course, when coming back in, it takes ten minutes for me to be able to see again.  Wow.

Breakfast is going down.  A bit more gaming.  Then I'll reset dishes before doing chores.  So, when chores are done, perhaps I can hit dishes... if I have enough energy.  I have been pushing things.  Still, going to try to dig in and get going again today.  I am hoping to have enough done yet today that it will look visibly much better by tomorrow.  Boxes in the spare bedroom sorted, then on the couches.  Plus dishes.  And, maybe, clearing counters, and washing those.  Maybe a small miracle?  We'll see.

Anyway... I'd better finish the point in gaming, get dishes reset, then do chores.  Well, and finish breakfast.  Good morning and day.  Still morning?  Awesome.  It means I still have time.  Later.

I had hoped to do more.

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Standing to go pee, however, was about what I had left in my yesterday.  So, today.  I'll hit dishes, after chores.  Then get a shower, maybe a shave.  Then more dishes.  There might be enough laundry to put a load, or two, through?  Some from clothing, blankets, and whatelse being discovered in clearing and cleaning.  Maybe.

Sleep was good.  Couldn't sleep until late again.  I wasn't, this time, actually stuck in insomnia... trying to get to work.  I gave up on work around... 18:00?  I knew it wasn't going to happen, so just started gaming.  Nice, and all.  Actually?  I was just enjoying some leisure time.  I only get an hour or two of gaming, at a time, for now.

Until the inspectors are finished, have gone through, I won't get much time for gaming.  Just when I really have to sit.  An hour though more like two or three at a time.  Seems long, but, really, I can play as long as the game doesn't glitch.  Which, these days, isn't very long.  Then again, it often never was very long.  They, even, often, now as then, will corrupt the game-save files.  They... aren't very good at their jobs.  If, too, the minority hires have brought many of the big game houses down.  They have always had problems, it has merely gotten worse.

Anyway, I only have shorter spots of time for gaming.  But, last night, I got a little more.  And I enjoyed.  To bed just a bit before 23:00.  I set the alarm for 06:00 and 08:00, and fought to wake during the 06:00 alarm.  Can't be sure I hit the snooze every time, tried to wake with all I had.  No dice.  As well, through 07:00's hour, I tried.  Not until 07:54 or so did I get my chance.  I had to push, and shove, but made it out of bed before the 08:00 alarm went off.

Brutal, to just wake.  But getting out of bed took absolutely everything I could muster.  Getting out, then standing.  Could barely get to my feet.  I have... been punishing to myself.  My friend does not understand, yet.  When age, and ill health, crap on you.  Then you push through anyway, even just a bit?  When you have almost nothing to work with, use it all up, and push deeper?  Just standing... it's probably a miracle.

A shallow husk of a being, standing up after having crawled out of the ashes of having had a nuclear bomb dropped on my head.  Hollow, but somehow alive.  Things hurt I didn't remember having.  Things hurt I am pretty sure I don't have.  But... I... have things to do.  Chores, as soon as I can get to them.  Breakfast water is heating as I write.  Will feed Sassy as I begin brewing breakfast, and tend her litter.  After chores, if I need a break, I'll take it.  

Then dishes.  Washing what is in.  Oh, I probably have to clear the freezer top, but lightly.  It should still be clean, but if not, I'll do that.  Then to wash those.  A shower, after, and shave if I can.  Then either a break and then resetting more dishes to wash, possibly the last batch, and prepping a load of laundry then running it.  Then another break.  A longer break.  Possibly with a pork roast salad and fatted coffee... or just water, and a fatted coffee later?  Will see.

We got hit by a thin blanket of snow.  It is actually staying, sticking.  For the moment, day.  Not much.  Hopefully it won't hit harder, get deeper.  Though...  I keep thinking I would want that, to try to snow shoes finally.  But... I... couldn't use any extra snow, because I don't have any remaining energy by which to use the snowshoes.  Someday?  I can hope.

Well.  Good morning and day.  Get to it if you can.  Say a little prayer... for me, for yourself, for your friends or enemies.  A little prayer of thanks, gratitude.  I am thankful even for my tasks.  They burden, but guide, tire but strengthen, hurt but free me... from myself.  On to breakfast and my next day as an opportunity.  Amen.

I... didn't think it possible.

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But, done.  All of it.  And some.  Started in the living room.  I was already in trouble, couldn't do much.  I could help, from time to time.  But, the living room has been cleared and cleaned, shop then regular vacuumed.  Then the back hall.  Much is just gone, what remains is neat, neater.

Then we got the new computer desk, computer chair, and feed tray together.  Some of these I have had fore... years?  Just... being unboxed and put together today.  I will do what I can, on the side, with what is left.  I have asked that he help me get the computer out, and this old desk removed, area cleaned, then probably move the new computer desk here.  I'm not sure if he is up to it.  I'm wearing him out.

Incredible.  The place is really improving, and quickly.  Though, for some things, three or four steps forward, one step back.  Well worth it, but it is how it goes.  This is incredible.  I can keep trying to do little bits, in certain areas.  Dishes, today.  Finish those.  Take a shower, then another load of dishes in?  The last load?  Maybe.  But, also, hit the kitchen counters, stove top, and oven between today and tomorrow.  

I did chores first thing, to make sure that got done.  Otherwise it might not.  I'm not sure I can get to dishes, but I will try.  I will try to do what I have listed.  The place is really... coming together.  Later this weekend, I may try to steamvac the living room.  But I also need to hit my bedroom upstairs.  And, there is work yet to do in the other rooms, now, again.  One step back.

Still so much to do, and so little time.  But... I'll... get what I can do and go on.  Did research on new carpet.  Really?  Having the flooring all done may be affordable.  Just... have it done, and done right.  I don't know, will have to check, but... maybe.  Free installation, for carpeting, for $600 to $700 in product?  Crazy, but...  Doable.  That also makes flooring in the other rooms, if they run on a similar program, much more possible.  Ugh.

Anyway...  My helper is gone for the day.  May or may not be coming back.  I don't know.  I'll get to what I can do.  Dishes first.  Then... I'll see from there.  Later.

Awake, after great effort.

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I stuck with the 06:00 alarm.  rode it to completion.  Tried to wake through the seventh hour.  Then rode the 08:00 alarm, just waking right at the end of it.  Brutal.  Tired, but trying to wake.  I hurt, I am tired, I am sore.  I'll take painpills, and medicine, with breakfast shortly.

He is over, working in the living room.  I was helping, then just tuckered out.  Can't do more, so I am blogging, while breakfast is brewing.  He can only work for four hours today.  Which is fine.  I may or may not be able to do much to help him.  I may try to hit dishes, while he works in the living room.  Then help with the hall or desk.

I do hurt.  Exhausted, physically, for whatever reason.  Though I have been working, nearly daily, for... two weeks, going on if not.

Dreams.  I dreamed my father found an artifact.  He didn't present it, because he knew it wouldn't be believed, and he would come into question.  He chose not to exhibit the item.  In time, I remembered seeing it, and spoke with an archeologist who had found something similar, and was struggling with his own reputation.  While it didn't save him, completely, it did offer a second potential point of contention for his new thesis.  And, yes, for truth, I'll go there.  Even if it involves a measly academic.

Some... other dreams.  Judith.  A bit of an argument, hurt feelings, and thoughts.  A song?  I think so.  Funny how things go.  Bitter to sweet, odd yet usual?  Aye.  I think so.  Sisters, cousins, kin, and friends... men and women are... weird things.  So be it.  A terrible joy?  A beautiful horror?  I can't knock a God thing.  Can be frustrated.  Double aye.

Well... on to... breakfast, then... dishes?  Then to help with the hall or desk, or both?  If there is time.  He can only be here a while.  All good.  Gives me time to... do things a bit slower, my way, if I can today.  I may be shot.  Or, maybe, I can do little things in small places even now.  Later.

Later than hoped, planned.

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Gaming.  I played, and just sort of got lost in it.  My legs are like jello, weak.  I am generally exhausted.  Still, I... got more work done.  I hit the dishes, washed.  I reset them, will wash them in the morning, first thing, I hope.  Set them to rinse, then do chores.  Take a break, then finish them?  That is the hope.  Then maybe a shower?  Ugh.

I am sore everywhere.  Tired.  Sleepy.  Etc.  I just... really wanted to get started on those dishes again.  I'll tell you, doing dishes really make a dishwasher sound good.  The price is only half the problem.  Installing it is another issue.  Still, once done, it's done.  So there is that.  For now, it's by hand.

Anyway, they are done.  And I relaxed gaming.  I should sleep very well.  Everything is moving ahead as planned.  Oh, and I went without a remote for the ceiling lamp and fan.  I was always getting interference with it.  I'd turn it off, someone would turn it on... I finally got it to get on, and just use the cord, but then something went all wrong.  I don't want remotes!  On pretty much anything these days.  I'll... figure out some of the things which might work that way.

It's only 21:05?  It feels like midnight!  I'll still be getting to bed earlier than usual.  Hopefully up earlier.  I'm not sure I'll make 06:00, or even 07:00, though maybe.  I will set the alarm for 06:00 and 08:00.  But if 06:00 is just too early, I'll shut that down and hope  to wake before 08:00.  If not, I will try to get that alarm, even if with some snoozes, to wake me.  I'll... try.  But I am hitting the bottom of my elbowgrease barrel.  It's... more like a tub than a barrel, but... you know what I mean.

Good evening, day, and goodnight.

Brutal.

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Up early, and got some things done.  Finished the spare room, then started in on the master.  Didn't get far before it was time to go.  Did get chores done early.  After, we went to town to get some items needed.  Including a fan with lights for the ceiling.  That is installed.  I worked on the master a bit more, when we got back.  But I am shot.

I will try to hit dishes yet tonight, if I can get a even a second wind.  But If I don't get to it by 19:30, I'll go on to bed.  Better to have a good sleep than fight all night for nothing.  I'm slowly learning how to sort these things.  Will see how it all works out, but will keep at it.

I have called the inspector several times.  I was beginning to panic, just a bit.  But he got back to me, and a reschedule is fine.  As well, I got some online work done for my lender, then called and let her know.  Since I was so off for a week, I am trying to play nicer ball, keeping her informed when there is something done.  Keeping her in the loop.  And, really, she appreciates it.  All good.

While looking at the fan, I looked at a gas stove and a dishwasher.  Just... pricing, checking availability, and else.  Plus... it's... fun to do a bit of even window shopping.  I looked at counter install burners, but those are dreadfully more expensive.  So... if I do go that way, it will be with a whole stove.  Though that is... further back on the list.

Work, work, work, work, work.  If I could, I would work more, do more.  I will keep at it, when possible.  But, sometimes, he will have to work without me.  I just... I'm failing.  Tired.  Too tired.  I'll work when I can though.  But this might end up crashing my days and nights.  Surprised it hasn't.  Even on medicines, even if they work, that just makes things better, it doesn't take away the fatal flaws.

Still, the house will be in pretty good shape by next week.  Everything will be in boxes, or tossed.  Cleaned, fixed, sealed, sorted, and partways stored.  Oh, and tomorrow, we may put up the standing/sitting desk.  Well, there are three goals.  Will see what is possible.  The living room floor cleared and vacuumed.  Possibly in prep for a steam vac.  The back hallway, cleared.  Both of those should be somewhat easy.  Then the desk.  Not sure what order I want them done in though.  Maybe start with the desk, so I can get this desk removed, on my own, and area cleared and clean?  Yes, I'm thinking.

Dishes, tonight, if I can.  And, if I can do two things, maybe get into the master bedroom more.  Not sure I can do anything though.  I'll game a bit, to try to come down, or rise up?  Something.  If I can't get to work in two hours, I'll go on to bed.  Yes indeed.  I should sleep like a dog, or a log, or... a hog?  :)  Hey, I heard that!  Later, or goodnight.

A few changes.

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I called the financier.  The dates for all were good.  So I asked, since the termite inspection won't be until next Thursday, if I could delay the other inspection until Wednesday.  Okay, I was told.  Super.  Between now and then, the place can really be worked.  

However, the inspector has to agree to this.  I called him, went to voice mail.  Will check around noon.  Always... something.  We'll see.

Ah, but the dumpster can't get picked up today.  Ordering the pickup hit complications.  It happens.  An extra week of costs, but just a few dollars so no major issue.  It'll get done.  And, so far, it looks like he will be helping out this afternoon.  All good.  A new fan/light combo for the living room, and possibly a few things removed on the way to get it.

I have had my wakeup.  So I'll begin in on the dishes.  Bad headache, but... so be it.  I'll take a painkiller, but either way, I have things to do.  Dishes, chores, then back to the bedrooms.  Not sure how much I can do before he arrives, but will do what I can.  Definitely will hit dishes one shot, maybe to a rinse?  And... actually I will hit the spare bedroom really quickly.  Just to tidy up the last of the boxing.  Oh, and begin storing rag-bag clothing and else.  But that shouldn't be but fifteen minutes, max.  Then on to dishes.

Oh, if he gets hungry, I still have some of the roast, and veggies.  That stuff is almost magic.  Really well done.  But, when crisped in the oven for a bit?  Golden.  Steamed veggies on the side makes for a truly superior meal.  Might have to split a potato too.  That just adds to the luster of that meal.  Hmm... he might have to get the whole potato?  Save me some carbs.  :p

Well... I best to started.  Later.

Up!

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Not with the exuberance the title might suggest, more with the surprise it could also describe.  I set the alarm for 06:00, in order to be awake to help move the dumpster.  I... wasn't sure that was possible.  And, to a degree, it wasn't.  It took three snooze bars as a parachute into waking.  Up at 06:30.

But, when I got up, up I am.  I checked, to make sure he hadn't already been by.  Nope.  So I texted him to let him know I would help.  The wind is still strong.  It does make a difference.  And I like to, want to, help.  And I do and can help, some.

Teeth and hair brushed, becoming very regular.  Two or three times a day.  On heavy work days, twice will often just have to do, though I still try to sneak an extra in.  Medicine down.  Blood sugar is 150 fasting.  Yes, eating late will do that.  I thought, maybe, a longer day of work might offset that, but nope.

Blustery, snowing, blowing snow, out there.  Have you ever looked out and wondered what was causing lower than usual visibility?  Fog, air quality, then realized it was very small flakes, at a 45 to the horizon, and difficult to spot in the early dark!  A bit of a surprise.  And just 10 F out there.  Ugh.

Okay.  For today?  After the dumpster, some waking time.  It... is required.  Then, dishes.  I want those kicked out, washed until clean, rinsed, dried, then set to air dry as well.  When those are managed, I... can focus on rooms and boxes.  Then, after those are sorted, I can hit the rooms again, for finer detail.  I still have most of the master to do.  And a bit of final packaging in the spare.  Then back to living room, then up to my bedroom upstairs.  

A lot of keeper boxes, for now.  I may, again, after this is all over and the house is back into shape, go back through all the boxes with a finer toothed comb, dispensing with more.  For now... it's good.  I would like to go through them now, but I don't have the time or energy for that much detail.  And, if they are already boxed, to a degree, with some things, let sleeping dogs lie.

The place isn't exactly spiffy, nor is it solidly even sorted.  But, the volume of 'noise' has gone down fifteen decibels.  Not something a stranger would notice.  But for someone who has see it even just a week ago, but definitely two weeks ago, it looks like someone has been very busy.  Truth be told, I am not doing the majority of it.  I am slow, timid, and such.  I have done some, but... not as much as I would have hoped, or as quickly.

I have this morning to work on my own, though maybe until later or even this evening.  Oh... not before the inspection, unless it can be moved, but...  I would like to get my new computer desk set up and going.  It is one which will rise and lower, so I can stand at it, for some of the time.  Is that at all useful?  I don't know, will find out.  Though, then, I can clean out the nest area where my old computer desk is.  It... has needed removed and cleared for a long time.  Ugh.

Well... on to... waking.  Good morning and day.

No more.

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Did what I could do.  Tried to keep it going.  As with last night, I should have just gone on to bed earlier.  Fought it as long as I could.  I had celery sticks and peanut butter.  Needed a bit more, didn't want to cook.  Kept it small, if it still might cause a blood sugar issue in the morning.  Oh well, was hungry.  

Caught up on medicine, took slow acting nightly insulin.  I've done what I can do.

Heck of a wind out there.  Oh well.  On to bed.  Goodnight.

I didn't actually wash the dishes.

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I did reset them.  And hope, yet, to hit them once.  I did get into the room, and have things sorted.  Stored... that... will take a different program.  For now, I did what I could, in there.  I am in the master bedroom, chipping away.  I need a break though.

I do hope to finish that room, or... get another hour or so in on it.  Finished?  Well, is it ever finished?  But, certainly not finished tonight.  Just... finished for the night?  Same with the other room, really.  But, yes, sorted, figured, arranged.  Getting there.  After a break a bit more.

Beyond the bedroom, as I said, dishes.  Just one quick hard hit.  I put too many in, I have been dancing around that, avoiding it.  But I need to get it done.  Next time, a much smaller group of groups.  But I have to finish these, so I can shower in the morning.

I tried to move the dumpster.  I failed.  Last time I was able to move it solo, easily enough.  Tonight not so much.  Perhaps I am just too tired, worn from the day.  Or, maybe, it is heavier.  There is, also, a strong wind fighting, going against the direction I am trying to get it to go.  Maybe a combination of things?  I called a friend, he says he will be by in the morning.  I will try to be awake to help.  It's difficult.

Oh, he suggested he wondered if I would draw my pistol, and shoot him.  Not sure, but I think he was joking?  I assured him I wouldn't.  Probably even if he decided to kill me, came armed.  He has a life in front of him.  Perhaps he meant if he startled me?  But, that doesn't work.  While I can startle, I don't just pull and shoot.  A lot more people would be dead if I did.  I hope he was just jack-wagoning.  There are reasons I would shoot anyone, I just couldn't imagine him being one of those people.  If he is one of those sorts, I hope I don't live long enough to know it.

Yea, a break.  Then back to... dishes first?  Then into the master again?  For a bit?  Maybe.  Or, to bed after the break.  I just... can't be sure.  Goodnight, in either case.

What was proposed.

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Chores and a meal.  Pork roast, this time crisped a bit, with a vegetable mix.  Nothing fancy but good enough.  Rather than a thick cut, I took to thin cuts, hoping it would crisp.  Which it did.

The temps are not being good.  It was 30 early, then fell to 24, and is up to 27 last I looked.  Still, with wind, it really isn't as warm as it might sound.

Now for a break.  But, then, on to boxes in the spare bedroom, at least, and dishes if possible.  I'd really like to get both things done, but need a break.  As suggested before, the place is looking much better, but in a way worse for the wear.  Every space opened, leaves dust and else exposed.  And, yet, it really is moving along.  There are areas I haven't seen open in years.

There is some hope to have the place gently presentable by Friday afternoon.  And, it won't stop there.  It might slow, the pace, but it... is getting there.  I want to finish getting it there.  If I can get the dishes kicked out, and at least the spare room tonight, then maybe the master... boxes in the master... managed tomorrow morning, then have help for more in the afternoon...  Yes, getting there.  A few more whole days of help, plus whatever I can do after?

I have tried several termite inspection services.  The earliest I can find, so far, is next Thursday, so I may try to put the inspection off until around then.  Unless the financers suggest that is too late.  Then I'll just cancel all, until I am more ready.  Always something.

On to my break.  Later.

Quite a bit.

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In a bit of a panic, I called my sometimes employee pal.  Today is available, or was.  Maybe more this week.  He arrived and we got to it.  Driving through it, tearing through things.  Tossing, almost incautiously.  Still, it's working.  My word, the work that has been done!

He got a call, from one of his real employments, so has to go.  But I am pretty shot.  So, I need a break.  Beside tearing into boxes, and getting things tossed, we are working on a few mechanical things.  A new filter for the furnace.  I could have done that, but it seemed hinky, so I wanted him to look at it.  Trouble with the an overhead fan/light.  And... something else.  Oh, figuring out a ground fault device and getting the doors sealed.  So, it isn't just cleaning and such.  But it is a general hit.

The dumpster is, pretty much, full again.  So, I will probably keep it one more week.  Tonight I will hit dishes, and get in to the spare bedroom, if possible.  Maybe the master, but... I am pretty shot.  I'll see about what I can do.  But only after a break, and chores.  Quite a lot of work though.

There is hope that the place will be a bit more reasonable before long.  Perfect... of course not.  Better.  Much better.  Though, I am not stopping with the evaluation.  I'll keep going.  Even if the loan falls through, I will keep going with the cleaning and else.  What a lot of work.

Now, on to chores, brushing teeth, some pork roast and veggies, then a break.  Hopefully into the bedroom.  I may bring the vacuum cleaner down, and hit the living room a bit too.  Who knows.  Pretty tired, sore, but... just got to push through extra hard to Friday, then I can take the weekend off.  Or at least slow down a bit.

What was done today was rather impressive.  If I could work like that often, my world would be different.  Then again, I didn't do most of the work.  I... was just a helper, when I could, as I could.  And, just a few hours in, and I am toast.  Still, have to keep trying.  

I forgot to take fast acting insulin, with him coming over.  So I was a bit worried about blood sugar.  At 122 just now, after breakfast, it's all good.  Yea, that'll work.  I won't take fast acting with dinner, no potatoes.  Anyway, I best get to chores and a meal, then a break.  Later.

Back on track.

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I called about the loan.  Got back on track.  An inspection is set up.  Trying to get a termite inspection going.  Called, left a message.  Will see.  Now to get the cave as in order as possible.  Ugh.  It's... going to be ugly, but it's as good as it gets.  I am going to have to rush, to try to get some things done.  It may or may not work out.  Will find out soon enough.

Now, I need to warm a bit, then hit dishes.  I just... I am not moving fast.  Can't, really.  It's as good as it gets, I suppose.  Well, on to waking and warming, breakfast, then dishes.  Breaks, and boxes.  Ugh.  Later.

Awake.

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Technically, awake a quarter or so before seven, but... couldn't actually get out of bed until 08:00.  I had plans to hit dishes, clean the pee jug, and have breakfast ready and going down before sitting down to write.  But that... just... isn't going to happen.  I need wakey time.  All good, all good.  As long as I get to a couple two or three sessions of work, it'll work out.

Dishes first, the first wash, just to clear them, mostly.  Then boxes.  If I get through a large portion of the boxes, back to dishes.  Perhaps a final wash, short rinse, then getting them out of the way.  There are more dishes to wash, but... I may hold off on those for a while, a day or two.  Just focus on boxes and clearing floors, sorting, and storing or tossing.  Trying to do two taxing efforts at once is a bit much, but I can't just leave the dishes.  I need to shower tomorrow.

The sun is up, out, and bright.  It is only 30 out there, but that it is 30 at what is often the coldest part of the day is a good sign.  I sure hope it warms.  I have been enjoying the 40s weather.  Especially if the sun is out too.  Blood sugar is 153 fasting.  Stupid potato.  Still, weekly average is 135.  Though, was it the potato, or the extra slice of roast last thing before bed.  When I break intermittent fasting, that actually often is worse than a small indulgence of carbs.  Both, maybe.

Ugh.  Breakfast water is heating, probably ready to begin brewing.  I am cutting protein powder, for a while.  Pee is getting foamy.  Yea, it's a sign of too much protein.  I think some of it is a body problem, because it does that even when I am eating little protein.  It's one of the things the docs have gone on about for years.  But I haven't had much protein to cut from my diet, so I know it wasn't from too much meat or other proteins.  Heck, when I checked, I was getting 60 grams of protein a day on "good" (high protein) days.  Often I would get half that.  So, I don't get it.  But, I will back off the additives for a bit.  Follow the signs.

I will still eat protein... eggs, bacon, roast, steak, chops, but only eating one or two smaller protein meals a day.  Someone suggested they eat chia for protein?  There are only two grams per tablespoon, and many people only eat one tablespoon.  I eat three, which only adds six grams of protein.  I don't even consider it a source of protein.  It has double that in fats per whatever dose (four grams per tablespoon) and fifteen grams of carbs, mostly fiber though.  Anyway, I'm backing off protein additives for a bit.  It hasn't been a problem, until now.  But, as mentioned, I'll follow the signs.

Morning meds definitely down, this morning.  I can't believe I forgot(?) yesterday.  I was sure I took them.  I do my best.  Then again, I haven't missed medicines, even with supply disruptions, in... a month, three?  Or... close.  I have been doing very well.  If that is no excuse, reason, or such, to miss.  But, I wouldn't have missed if I knew I was missing!  :)

As soon as I can, I'll hit dishes.  Then a break.  There are a lot of dishes.  I overdid a bit.  All good.  I'll have most of them out of the way.  Still some remaining, but... nearly getting there.  I may just focus on dishes, actually.  When I get this batch done, then I can just focus on boxes, clearing floors, and filling the dumpster.  I doubt if I will get it full this week, but by next week it should be as full as I can fill it, and will then go back.  Yes, for now.  If, in time, I need it back, then and only then.  Oh... one more piece of furniture.  Some kits just aren't worth the money.  I would say none of them are, these days?  A rolling kitchen "wood" cart, that looked good online.  I may see if it can be fixed.  But... it may just go.  Stick with steel, I think.

Anyway...  Just got a call from the appraiser.  I'll call the loan manager shortly, see about some things.  But, then, get to work.  Work, work, work.  Later.

Didn't make it.

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Another slice of roast, but that was all.  I had hoped food would get me up and going.  No such luck.  Tired.  Ready for bed.  Probably should have just gone to bed and hour or two ago.  At least I would have waken up earlier, or... maybe.  It has gotten cooler.  The warmest I saw it today was 30.  Not terrible, but not in the 40s, and yea is makes a difference.

On to bed.  I hope to hit dishes first thing.  Probably just a first run.  They'll need to be reset in hot soapy water, again.  Then a break.  Then boxes.  I still think I can get both rooms done in a day, if I can stick with it.  It isn't hard work, just time consuming.  It just takes time.  Well, and I have to be up to focusing, and getting on it.  Just couldn't today.

Then again, I did get some things done today.  It wasn't a total wipe, just not as much as hoped.  Even what I did today, or the equivalent, done daily for four to six days a week, and I'll get there.  There is a solid directional path to success this way.  And I have been hitting it well for the last week, nearly daily.

Blood sugar is 96.  I took a small dose with the last meal, as it had risen.  Perfect call.  Good enough, for certain.

On to bed.  Oh, Somehow I missed medicine this morning?  I was sure I took it.  I was definitely GOING to take it.  Oh well.  I'll catch up with it tomorrow.  I just need to make sure to take insulin tonight.  That is doing well, would like to keep that up.  On to bed.  Good evening, day, and goodnight.

Much slower than hoped.

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All I have been able to do since that last bit was make dinner.  A pork roast, boneless.  That and veggies.  Just about as perfect a shot of roast and veggies as I could hope.  Everything was done, nothing was overdone.  The fat, protein, and carbs blended into a minor symphony of culinary delight.  Very pleased.  If even that took longer than it was intended to take.

Oh, well, and I just got to chores.  Late, moving slow.  Still, done.

I am hoping to hit either dishes or boxes tonight, yet.  Maybe.  If I can even do that.  Still digesting dinner.  I... may have slightly overeaten.  When meals are just right, it is difficult not to overeat?  I didn't go back for seconds.  Just, what I served was sort of a hedge against seconds?  I wasn't, actually, planning on eating everything on my plate.

All of a sudden, it was gone!  Cats, dogs, and near-people with treats.  Gone!

I did take a medium dose with dinner, of fast acting insulin.  Since I had a potato, and since it was a larger meal.  So delicious.  I keep thinking about slicing another bit of that roast, warming it, and... but I am still so full!  And... yet... it was so good!  Ugh.  I'll... know more later.

I called my mom.  She didn't answer.  May try again. ...  Did try again.  Got through.  Had a nice little conversation.  A bit of family news.  Nothing too important, or new.  She seems in health.  She had called earlier, but my phone had still been on airplane mode, so... yea.  I need to remember to take that off when I get going.  I turned the phone on, get it going.  Just forgot the airplane mode thing.  Bleh.

Hmm... I'll... continue trying to relax dinner down, then maybe get to some work yet this evening.  Later.

Not... everything.

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A good start, in my humble opinion.  Most of the dishes put away, ready for the next batch.  A trim, with the electric shaver, to get a start.  A shower, then a shave too.  And, finally, several small batches of dishes set up.  Well, after breakfast made and eaten.  Hmm, I didn't get to litter yet.  I'll do that before my break.

After the break, chores.  Then to boxes in the spare and maybe main bedroom.  An hour or two there, then either a break, or dishes then a break.  Probably back to boxes, unless I didn't do dishes.  Dishes hit, then boxes, if not.  Then, back and forth between dishes, boxes, and breaks.  Nothing fancy, but... moving along.

Oh, well, and lunch in there somewhere.  I will mostly likely put a pork roast in the oven, sometime in there, and that will be supper.  Chicken three days in a row is testing it.  I don't feel like testing it.  I may strip the chicken from the bone, and make a palm rice chicken sort of meal tomorrow?  Maybe.  I think I have keto (real) cream of mushroom soup to add with that.  It sounds good.

Oh, and with pans getting done, I may have bacon and eggs the next few days.  And boil some.  For straight up and on salad.  Roast pork leftovers, cut into chunks, with salad, and boiled eggs?  Sounds super to me.  Heat that roast, even crisp some of it.  Loverly.

Yeah, a break, then chores, then... else.  The sun is trying to peak out, and it has gotten up closer to 30.  Last I looked.  Three degrees isn't much, but it's... something.  If the sun could sneak out, it would warm nicely.  Might anyway, never can tell.

Blood sugar is 113 after that first meal, and 6 cc's of fast acting insulin.  Yes, I'll push it.  If... very gently.  I'm learning, both good and bad.  When fasting is 100 or less, I'll... back off just a touch.  I still think there is hope of correcting, in time, to the point where medicine isn't required.  Just... not quite yet.  Still, to maintain at ~225 at the highest, without insulin, just on diet, is... a new beginning.  Normally, for the last four years, it would be in the 650 or higher, out of range, level by now.  So... food is... some part of it, and I am doing better that way.  The weekly average is already down to 136.

Just because it's Monday doesn't mean you get to drag ass.  Actually, it means just the opposite.  Unless you really can't.  Then, go sit on the bench and enjoy your alone time.  :p  Good afternoon, day, and Monday.  Amen.

Up.

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While I didn't get to everything I had hoped to do, as mentioned, I did more than I thought I would or even could.  Yesterday is why I make lists even when I am pretty sure they won't be done.  Because, sometimes, things... happen.  And, with the list, I had not only an idea of what to do, and ordering, but also a path that would make future work easier.

What I did last night opened the was for a shower and maybe shave first thing today.  Damn straight.  I haven't taken it yet, but will very shortly.  Not only that, but then I will stack in the next grouping of dishes, and maybe put away what dried last night.  So that when the other dishes are ready, if that takes all day or until noon, they can be put out right away.  And, hopefully, any last dishes can then be hit.  Getting there with those.

Not only that, but all waterers were filled, put in their delivery sacks, and set to warm near the vent.  So not tangling with that, too, while getting ready to shower.  So happy to have a straight shot to the shower today.  Would like to keep it that way this week.  Might be able to keep it so.

Medicine went in last night, and this morning.  Blood sugar is 148 fasting... improving quickly.  Down from ~225, 198, then 171 fasting(s) yesterday.  The water is warming, for breakfast.  Sassy has been fed.  I refreshed her water last night, cleaning and clearing it.  I will clean her litter this morning.  Probably doesn't even need it, but... I... became obsessive, with Sam.  Couldn't keep up not matter how often I cleaned, cleared, reset.  I... want to stay way ahead, if I can, with Sassy.  Way, way, ahead.  If I can get everything out before it has time to dry, I'm good with that level... now that I can.

Almost ten hours of sleep.  Had to push to get to bed, and shove to get out.  The odd price of love.  It really hits, at times, just when I thought I was finished, a new round, wave, beautiful suffering.  Offered to Christ.  He accepts all, gratefully strangely.  Just seeing Him hanging, there, on the cross... knowing of the scourge that came before... and the lies told to and about Him... and that these things were nothing compared to the worst of it... just outward visual signs for the eyes of men who do not understand certain depths of pain, can't, won't.

Still, the sting of death is real, it just... isn't... what it had been.  In death, now, is hope, too.  Something that had been missing before?  I think so.

Anyway... A shower, breakfast, maybe a shave.  A break.  Then chores, putting dishes in (or before the break), putting dishes away (definitely after a break, or two if needed).  Then to boxes in the spare bedroom.  And, maybe, just maybe, boxes in the master bedroom too.  If I get boxes sorted, I may then move on to closets.  Some things in there.

Sorting through clothes, old or worn or no longer fitting?  I don't know.  I will just begin trying things on, looking at wear, seeing if the style is still reasonable.  Looking to toss.  Though, if it is of a certain material, keeping for a rag bag?  Plans, people.  I have plans.

I will probably only have one more load in the dumpster, or for now.  Whether I can get it in this week, or not, is another thing.  The dumpster will most likely go back this week or next for sure.  So, I will be seeking whatever I can to get rid of as quickly as possible.  Then, just call it good.  The couches will have to go by trailer.  I don't think there is any other furniture to go?  Hmm... maybe some steel chairs.  Were supposed to hold my weight.  Didn't.  Not for long, not even close, even for just occasional use.

Anyway, it's time to get to waking.  A shower first, maybe a trim before that, with the electric, to make shaving easier.  Oh, by the way, brushing, even three times a day, simply will not work on hair.  Or, my hair.  Some of us are just too oily for that.  Next time, however, I am trying some homemade dry shampoo.  But, I think you sort of have to hit that from the beginning.  Put it in, brush it through and sort of out, and... we will see.  

I just, I am sure that washing it too often is bad for it.  But leaving it greasy, oily, while it might be good for it(?), it certainly isn't becoming.  Ugh.  Trying to... figure things out.  Advertisers and salesmen aren't going to help.  And, lazy women won't help.  I am sure there is advise out there, that is good, I just haven't really found it yet.  If I am going to have long hair, now that I am trying to be healthier, I... want to try to care for it a bit better.  With freedom comes responsibility.  Aye.

A longhair, you say?  Yes.  Are you a shorthair?  That makes you a Roman.  Hail Caesar, give until Caesar what is Caesar's.  I guess your hair is included.  I am not Roman.  These days, possibly in any way.  While all roads lead to Rome, all roads also lead to hell.  Choose your path, and the direction, wisely.  Discretion is advised.  Lonely, difficult, is the path to heaven, and only through Him will one lay foot on it.  And, He is NOT in Rome.  Rome has had it's say about Him.  Amen.

Well... I best get to going.  May give mom a call, or attempt it, this morning.  See what the old girl is up to.  Trouble no doubt.  I hope.  :)  Later.

Far from perfect.

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Still, more than actually anticipated.

I did get the dishes done.  Finished rinsing, dried, and set out to air dry.  Then I finished the rest of the waterers.  That is all set for the week.  A few other small odds and ends tended.  I think I yet need to feed Sassy.  I keep checking her litter boxes, and... it keeps being empty.  I was so used to having to clear it ever so often.  Odd, how I actually miss doing that.  You have email!  Or... something like it?  :p

I didn't get the shower.  I didn't get to boxes.  But... I still did more than I honestly thought was going to happen.  And blood sugar, at the end of the day and at night, is 123.  Only one dose of fast acting insulin today, 15 cc's.  I best get pills and slow acting insulin in.  Hopefully it will down into the 150's tomorrow.  You can never be sure.

Just a bit more gaming, then on to bed.  Maybe a painkiller.  Headache, mild but steady.  It has been plaguing me all day.  I'll try to fix it.  Odd how painpills often won't work during the day, with this sort of headache, but will as I go to sleep.  But if I don't take it, I'll be aware of it all night.

On to feed the twerp, brush my teeth, take both types of medicine, play a last bit of my game, then on to bed.  Goodnight, prayers in your direction, well wishes and warm thoughts as well.  Even if I don't like you, even should we be enemies.  Even if I have to kill you before long, or the other way around.  Just make sure you are more than just right.  Though, if you did that, you wouldn't force that situation.  Goodngith.

Actually?

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I was almost sure I would get to nothing.  I kept... willing at it?  Pushing?  I do that so often.  It often doesn't matter.  But, today, I got to some of it.

I thought I had finished the waterers.  Found more.  Ugh.  So, I did get those at least started.  Then I got to the dishes.  Good enough, just needing a hot soak.  They are getting that.  And, then, I scrubbed the freezer top.  Good, ready to go.  I am taking a break, then will see if I can round up some clean towels and get the dishes preliminarily dried, then set out to finish air drying.  A shower, then?  Maybe.

If I can get a shower.  AND then I am still able?  I will do some or many boxes in the spare bedroom.  No promises.  Just a mild hope.  But time is running out.  It just hit 18:00.  I don't want to be up too late.  I'd like to be in bed by 20:00.  Time.  I want to keep to days.  It means going to bed early.  Especially since I am sleeping longer.  The Sam blues, I think.  Well, and the dark days.  Sun might help wake and go a bit better.

Well, and I would like something else to eat?  No, just no time.  It would either be chicken, again, again.  And, no.  Tomorrow, perhaps, but not today.  The other option would be... well, it would all take cooking.  I just am not up to it.  I do have celery sticks.  That, and just a small amount of peanut butter.  All it has in it is peanuts, palm oil, and salt.  I can do That.  Just a tablespoon or two, I think, is what is allowed for 4 carbs or so.

Anyway... a bit of a break, then back to dishes and then maybe to boxes... if I hurry.  Hurry, scurry, work with fury?  Bleh.  Later.  Or, actually, goodnight.

Well?

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I'll try to get to dishes now.  Chores are done.  Sassy is being fed and kept well.  I'm still not sure what is up with her, though.  She'll be cleaning, look up, and let out a meow.  Look me in the eyes, once she has my attention, and mew a time or two more.  She hasn't spoken to me in years.

I am grooming her more often, now.  I have gloves with rubber spikes, which help get rid of her extra fur.  She is a long-hair, and really needs thinning, especially as spring and then summer arrive.  I have been doing it, but with Sam getting jealous, and other problems(?), she wouldn't come to me as often.  Now she usually stops by a couple times a day.  And she absolutely loves the grooming, scratching, and such.

Yes, dishes.  Oh, I'll clean off the freezer top first, then see if the dishes can handle just a simple rinse, or if they need washed again.  After that, a shower.  Then a break, another meal, and then to boxes in the spare room.  I think I can still get to some or all of it, if I may not finish it all.

Just moving slow today.  The dark.  I checked the temp.  It has warmed, back up to 43 F or so.  With the sun hidden, it seems colder.  Well, I'll get to it.  Oh, blood sugar is 100.  Without insulin in spite of a bit larger dinner.  All good.  Later.

Ugh.

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Tired.  I think the cold, today, is doubling other troubles.  I am getting used to Sam not being around.  Mostly.  Every once in a while, when I would usually see her, she isn't there.  It gets me.  But, more and more, I am familiarizing myself with the new reality.  Mostly.  Though, even when I understand, it can catch me.  Odd that.

I have gotten used to many pains.  I used to scream, when I would get cramps in my legs.  And clench my teeth.  I learned, first, how to not make a sound.  Just a few nights ago, I had a major cramp in both my upper leg muscle and in my calf, in the left leg, at the same time.  I had probably overdone the waterpills.

The spasms were intense.  I have had worse.  I have had both legs seize, upper and calf, plus my feet twisting, contorting, in pain as well.  Still, this was pretty terrible.  I not only didn't make a sound, I didn't clench my teeth, even for a  second.  I can handle amazing amounts of pain.  I... suppose that is why I thought I could handle Sam's loss easier.  I was wrong.

Sassy is doing well.  I do believe she misses Sam, at least the old Sam, before she got ill.  When she wakes from her naps, she speaks with me.  Or, just because at other times.  I really quite enjoy her newfound voice and interaction.  I chat right back.  Sometimes in conversation, sometimes she just listens.  And, she comes up and sleeps with me a few times each night.  Then goes off and does whatever cats do during the night.  Hunts?  Patrols?  I really am not sure.

Well, if I am going to work, I best get to it.  To the bathroom, for a quick shot, then?  Oh, probably chores first.  Then cleaning the freezer top.  Then dishes.  Hmm, may have to do  waterers before hitting dishes though.  They are in the way.  Then dishes, a break, and then into the bedroom(s), to begin in on boxes.  I can.  I... I can.  I will.  Oh, but to, I think I will dress a bit warmer.  Cold!  Or, not cold, but a few warm days makes normal cool seem frigid.  Weather tease!  Later.

Moving slowly.

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Dishes?  Soon.  Maybe.  Food, first.  Sassy already had her second meal.  She will get two more, a can split into two meal.  I still can't believe how easy keeping the litter boxes clean is.  My guess is, I will only have to clean those every few days.  I could probably go a week and just have it rough.  With Sam, if I missed two days, I would have to completely redo the boxes.  All three of them.

As well, feeding has become so light.  And water stays clean.  Oh, yes, Sam must have been drinking somewhere between a half and a whole gallon a day.  She was amazing.  Didn't want to die.  Like me, did everything she could do.  But, at that point, I really had not proper choice.

Though, Sassy is still coming up with cuts.  I'm not sure it was Sam.  Sam may have been simply grooming her.  It may be Sassy, herself, who is hurting herself?  Or something getting to her?  But... why wouldn't it get to me?  I don't know.  But Sassy seems to be obtaining new cuts, if some of them seem unlikely for her to be able to give them to herself.  I'll... have to sort some things.

It is 24 outside, not warming much today.  Overcast, or enough to make it seem dark.  Winter just doesn't quite want to let go.  It will, roughly, soon.

My choice of 15 cc's was just about right.  As dinner warms, chicken and veggies, I checked blood sugar.  At 106 I won't complain.  The foods I eat often bring it down, though, too.  Still, between a dose and food, I like the progress.

Lunch, then chores, then dishes?  Maybe.  Later.

Up slowly.

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Not much done yesterday.  Today?  I have some hopes, but am limiting the scope of those.  Dishes... I would like to finish what I started, and maybe start a fresh batch for tomorrow.  Maybe getting a shower in between ends and starts.  As well, I want to get to the boxes in the spare bedroom.  Sort.  Putting keepers aside, taking tossers out.

If those targets are taken out faster and easier than anticipated, which I really don't anticipate.  And a shower is gotten.  Then, I may start on boxes in the master bedroom.  Along with those things, tending litter, chores, feeding and changing Sassy's water.  Anything else?  Not really.

I didn't get down until around 21:00, maybe as late as 21:30?  Some time in there.  I woke at 05:01, then 6:24 or so, but didn't, couldn't, climb out of bed until 07:04 or such.  It isn't just Sam.  It isn't just the work I have been doing.  It isn't the cold.  It's a combination.]

Gloves off, this morning.  I can't really wear them reasonably more than a day at a time.  But that really helps.  Between balm and sweat, the skin has a chance to heal a bit.  Wearing warm gloves over them, if it is really cold out, is vital.  And being careful around hot liquids is important.  It has been an odd one this year.  Handling it though.

Blood sugar is slowly dropping again.  Still, that it didn't go over ~225 on my diet is a good thing.  Even when I ate poorly on rare occasions.  In two days, fasting dropped from that to 195, and is 171 fasting, plus the average is 151.  The day it was 195, I took another read three hours after my first meal.  Chia breakfast had dropped it to 138.  I'll get back there.  But, since I had fallen off, I wanted to see how it would do without insulin.  Not bad, just not yet good enough.

Chicken, and veggies, but no potato today.  Maybe a salad as well.  Tuna?  Maybe, something like that.  Or salmon.  I have canned salmon.  Not sure if that would work with a salad though?  I'll... check.  It would be something different.

Breakfast, here, as I write.  Then a bit of gaming as I wake.  I'll set a beeper to sound off in a few hours, and try to hit dishes then.  Well, dishes, and clean off the freezer top.  It is cleared, so just have to do a little scrubbing.  Then set up some towels for drying with, then on.  Not sure anything will quite be ready to dry, after this first redo.  But, will be ready.  The next work session, after dishes, will be a spell in the room.  Sorting.  Easier work, but it takes time.

Tired, a bit sore, but generally good.  More sleepy, dragging rather than wanting to go back to bed.  Just... moving slow.  I'll try to push through to a bit.  The place really is improving.  In an, so far, ugly way albeit.  Piles can seem bad, if a bit more organized.  But when they become half piles, they looks much worse.  You have both clutter and chaos.  Still, I know what it did look like.  So, yes, open spaces are an improvement, from a knowing view.

Well, on to gaming.  Litter first, I'll at least check it and feed her if she is hungry.  Then gaming.  I have already had pills, but may take a minor dose of fast acting insulin...  15 cc's?  Yes.  A few hours to get going, then to get going.  Chores, then dishes.  Maybe a rest then, or perhaps setting up boxes to be sorted?  I'll know shortly.  Later.