A bit too late, early.

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I didn't end up getting down until after five.  How much after?  Up to half after, if I think closer to five itself.  Then, I started waking at eight thirty.  Why?  I... think the sun.  While not fully out, out enough that... day looks different from dusk?  It's been a dark while, or seems to have been.  Though with my sleep schedule, who knows.  Maybe it was usually dark when I slept?  Ugh.

Still, I'd rather be up, when there is some light out there.  The mild headache from lack of good sleep is already mostly melting away.  Some kink or three in there, bones, shoulders, back of skull, remain.  As if salt or sand in a machine.  It'll... work out too before long.

Though, as well, I wanted to be up.  Just not... quite this early.  It's a quarter after ten as I actually wake.  Still... a bit early.  But a beautiful day.  If you lose one opportunity for small joy, find another.  Even in pain.  We live in a miraculous place.  I... don't want to miss what I almost threw away.  No... I... did throw away.  Was graced it back, if in pain.  I am... good with that now.  Mostly.

Sassy is fed, her litter box cleared.  A shower before long.  Didn't get one last night.  Just... ran out of... "ran"?  Bleh.  Did get my salt and baking powder mouth wash set back up.  Well, the half gallon jug.  I pour it into a smaller container for daily use, and add iodine to that.  Yes, I think it works.  And, it doesn't stain teeth.  How much you use may make a difference.  I do it that way so the iodine doesn't decay in solution, which I suspect it would faster than mostly on it's own until use.  Often I have to add more iodine toward the lower half of the use bottle.  But it... really does work, when I used it.  Kills what, truly, ails you.  And what gives one bad breath.  Though, then I use softer mouthwash, non-fluoride as well.  Just for a bit more breath... freshening?  Right.  I doubt if iodine would smell all that pleasant.  That was all I could get through, after dinner.

Thinking about another steak, and the rest of the squash, this morning.  I'll tell you, if I have a choice between a steak and squash, or some other good things, and fast food, if I can swing it, I'll do steak every time.  Just one today.  But that steak smelled and tasted fresh.  Not sure what the odd odor was, as I had cleaned the frying pans well.  I did a bit of time in the oven, so maybe I need to change the foil out from in there?  Maybe.  But the steak was good.  The smaller one got slightly overcooked, to a medium-well.  But, while warm, it was still pretty good.  This one, I hope, as the first, will be more medium, or preferably rare, medium-rare.  A light crust with a red, pink, and browned layering.  I'll give it a go.

It's only 20 out there, F.  But there is a... cant to the breeze?  A... warm clip to it.  It seems warmer than it reads.  It's... a handsome day, not just pretty.

I have the stove warming.  I bake the steak just a bit.  And the squash needs heated.  Then I'll have a fine dinner, then take a shower.  Wash out my last brushes... I try to keep them around in various places.  Washed a few the other day, the rest today.  If you have an oily head, you have to do that every few weeks to months, depending.  Or they foul the hair all on their own.  Bleh.  Life is... weird.

Have a great morning.  And, yes, I remembered to pray for us last night.  It's always a pleasure to do.  I might be dying, useless to the world in all worldly ways.  But this I can do.  I doubt if it is even appreciated.  But... it isn't done for human appreciation.  Just do your tasks, and remember God as you are able.  I have more time, and little else constructive to do.  Later.