Tuesday, January 10, 2023

Raining buckets!

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Couldn't cook.  Hungry.  So... a run, to town.  I got out and realized the drizzle had turned into a downpour.  The wipers had to be adjusted to nearly as fast as they would go, on regular adjustable settings.  I... became a bit nervous.  If it snap froze, those roads would get slick, fast.

Made it to town.  Ate in town.  Otherwise food gets cold.  Didn't really want to, but was hungry for hot food, not mush.  Made it home without incident.  It was starting to turn to slush?  Snow?  I couldn't be sure.  But, by the time I got home, it had become simple rain, again?  Had it really changed?  I am almost certain it did, and maybe to both, at times.

I only drove 55 home.  Hey!  I can drive 55.  But, no one passed me.  No one even snuck up on my bumper.  If Doom drives 55, you should... probably go slower.  *grins*  All good.  Fed and safe, or as safe as one can be in one's home.  And, I got out.  Was getting tired of being stuck in my home.  Don't want to test walking more than a few feet though.  And didn't get out of car out there.  No, no thank you.  Not yet.

It almost feels like the marrow hurts a bit in my leg.  More toward the upper shin.  Not... sure what that is about.  I guess this is a learning experience.  The sweats still come, from time to time.  Much more mildly than initially.  Nausea is a normal part of my day, if worst in the morning, and mostly milder than initially as well.  It's keeping me from eating as much, mostly.  If it is keeping me off my feet, so inactive, too.  Win some, lose some.

Oh, the 15 puzzle?  I... just did it for a second time.  I did it in probably less than a minute.  That's a huge jump in speed.  I sorted it out myself, didn't find a solution as a guide through it.  Just... did it.  Getting the last ones in place is the real trick.  Though, this time, too, I learned to look for and place several at a time, sometimes.  If 2 was on the way, while placing 1, I would grab it, or 7 and 8.  I won't do 6 and 7, and 6 is afraid of 7.  Because 7 8 9.  :)  Still, from five minutes to a minute.  I... won't win records, but I... have some serious room for improvement, at that rate.

It is reading 30 out there, when I arrived back home.  Upper atmosphere must be warmer?  Man, though, when that freezes, it will be a bit ugly out there.

Oh, I did get the first quote, for a septic tank empty.  For the first hour, $575.  If it goes over that, $150 for time, and .25 cents a gallon?  Being full, as I am sure it is?  I'm guessing starting at $725, and who knows how many gallons more.  But they were a bit out of town (in spite of seeking a Cache Valley service).  I found another, called them, but they didn't contact me back.  From much closer.  I think the other place was from SLC.  Couldn't tell by the number though, strangely.  Starting to worry.  May not be able to do the tank for a few months.  Ain't got it, can't spend it.

Hmm, I do have savings.  And that is for the house.  I may wait until I have enough cash to cover half, pay a half of the remainder out of savings, and put the last quarter on credit?  Sounds... more like it.  I am hoping this closer shop will be a lot less.  No guarantees though.  Gah!  We'll see.

Hmm... on to just a bit of gaming, then on to bed.  Hoping... no... the shower chair, with a slider platform so I can sit on the outside and slide in, won't be here until Friday.  It's in SLC, but it just hasn't moved since it got there Saturday.  Bulk issue, I think.  And lower cargo.  So they can't/won't just slip it in/on somewhere, until it's volume is accounted.  Bleh.  Enjoy what you have, while you have it.  It's... getting dark out there.

What will people do when cellphones are gone, tv doesn't work, and food isn't coming in?  It'll hurt even country folk.  But nothing like city folk.  Look at all the hungry bellies around you, and realize, as funny as some of them look?  We are the apex predator.  Can lose.  To a lion, to bear, to a bull, maybe even to a three hundred pack of chihuahuas.  But, at the end of the day, it is they who go extinct.  Hell, whales don't have a chance, tasty too... to some.  Just... adding some perspective.

Well... goodnight.  Sleep well, don't dream about the future.  Enjoy the lullabies, and sweet past.

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