Extra sleep.

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Down around 18:4x... up at six.  I still wish I could have slept more.  Sassy keept trying to get me to wake, but it wasn't really her which woke me in finality.  It was just... time.  My body can only sleep just so much these days.

I was wondering how I could sleep for a month at a time, back in school... college.  I think it was because I exhausted myself beyond measure.  Going to school, daily, for a month or two, and I would crack like an egg.  Homework on top of that, with both physical and mental stresses.  Yeah.  I couldn't make college every day, currently.  So, yes.  It wasn't just this or that, it was all the pushing and pulling.  I would break for it.

Still, even doing things for several days in a row, or several days of the week, breaks my balls pretty hard.  Especially in deep winter.  Even so?  I am going to try to push through a bit more.  If I can get to town three times a week, I may see about adding swimming to two of those time.  Probably the college pool.  If I am going to mass anyway, and need to do a bit of shopping on the side, a trip to the pool is nothing extra.  Maybe.  Right now I need to do what I can do.  Am pushing just to shove.  We'll see.

I am thinking about getting my hair cut short.  We'll see.  Look, part of the reason I haven't cut, and kept, my hair short, is because I don't get out often enough.  Lets just say this might be a bet on being out more often?  We'll see.  Thinking on it.  With a small group of fellow Catholic toms to hang out with, more food projects on the git, swimming in the queue, and masses in the planning, I... think I can maybe have some hope.  Took a while, but things are cleared.  Maybe more can be added.

Still, currently, I am brutally tired.  I hurt in odd places and ways.  My feet and legs are often swollen as I fight water retention, the broken one hurts once or twice a week, the liver pings it's displeasure with something a few times a week, and I am tight everywhere, as if resisting punches from everywhere, and some landing harshly.  Why?  Because I should be dead and I'm not, I think.  I am doing exceptionally well for someone who should have been dead ages ago.  And... did die three times, at least, in those years.  It's as good as it gets.  Still, I'll keep on fighting.  It was, at once, a task at the leisure of God.  Now?  It is my pleasure to do His will.  Amen.

A shower, before long.  The shave for Saturday mass seems to be holding well, so I won't bother with that.  Brushed my teeth first thing, will hit them again.  And I'll get dressed a bit after the shower, as if I meant something, or other.  Sassy has been fed.  Did I check her litter box?  Cleaned it last night, I'll check as I begin my day.

Gaming, to start things off.  Trying to figure out what I can do, when.  What the shutoffs for this and that are.  Ugh.  Getting to it.  Mostly just playing easy mode while filling out weapon levels and add-ons.  It would be good to have several games completely leveled, from weapons to skills.  For play at a later date.

Plus, this is playing the game, learning some things, and yet without the stress of the harder levels or push to get the trophies.  So I can play or not without that hook, pull, to push through.  Just something simple enough to do.

On to my morning.  Good morning and day.