A good morning, so far.

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Not getting to anything, mind you.  Exhausted.  Shopping and else, yesterday.  And three days of work before that.  Well, and after a month or three of being face down in the dirt.  Unable to function, pretty much at all.  So, yes, exhausted today.  But in the good way?  From some work or other, and interacting with women.

Nothing like seeing the reflection of attraction and terror in women within my age range, and yet still attractive.  Not literally my age, I suspect.  But within the range of interest.  And... a few of them, if my senses are as keen as I suggest, were viable.  Yes, that will... get my attention, and garner even more horror.  Thus be even more... attractive.  Life is crazy.  I love it, finally.

It was 53, first thing.  Is up to 56.  Not the sun, just... warmer air coming through with this portion of the storm.  Still stormy out there.  could easily rain more, or all day by the looks of it.  Or, maybe, just all break up and sneak off to wherever those things go.  I'm surprised it has stayed around for day.

Usually, when we hit our version of the monsoon season, storms will first just begin passing through.  Not doing anything.  Then, after a few weeks to a month of that, it may begin to rain.  When it does that, rain happens sort of at a certain time of day (roughly, though day or morning or night will vary).  Then, when it rains may begin to change... from evening, to morning, to whenever, but shift.

This time?  We had a few dry runs, a few days apart.  Then a wet storm come through, and rain for half a day?  A day and an half?  Something.  Now, a day or two later, we have another storm in, sitting on us, raining when it wants.  It's either sitting on us, or massive... like what hit this winter.  I can't be sure, don't bother with the propaganda that passes for news, even weather.  Just... noticing what happens here on the ground.

Still hoping to, maybe, get a shower.  Maybe start more dishes after.  Get to sorting more clothes upstairs.  I ordered a hanging rack, for clothing.  And some cases, within which to put clean, hung, shirts mostly.  Though maybe I'll get my slacks in to the dry cleaner, and then get those in too.  The idea is to keep the clothing... as fresh as possible.  And, have some clothes always ready for getting out, going to town, church, local events if they have a meal or such, or... whatnot.  Plus, have a place for my daily drivers, and begin sorting out what is too old, tattered, holy, or just out of style.  Well, and get an ironing station set up, and begin ironing some of my shirts myself.  Semi-dress short sleeves, and such, which I wouldn't take to the dry cleaners.  Ugh.

Not a lot else.  Gaming, today.  Hoping it stays cool for a few more days.  If so, I may get out and get to saps from the trees, a few trees growing where they oughtn't, and some other things out there.  I'm trying to sort out life again.  Might be getting to it, as well.  We'll see.

Still, it's a lovely morning.  Stormy, but pretty as a picture, with the weather and mountains, caressing like desperate lovers.  And it's cool.  I will check some ribs I thawed.  If good, I'll bake them in the oven, in foil, for a few hours.  Sounds delicious.  And, burgers for later, plus beef crumble, with the burger I thawed the other day.  Love some real food.

Had pizza yesterday.  I ordered it, and had a hell of a fight trying to eat it there in the store.  They almost refused to serve me the pizza I ordered, in their store.  No idea what that was about.  The woman manager said that is how it has been for the forty years (I think she said) that she has been working in food places.  I've never heard of that before.

Something about how would I tip?  And else.  But none of that made any sense to me.  I have never experienced such bullshittery.  Do they know me, know of me?  Hate me?  I have no idea.  But she really didn't want to serve me.  Eventually they did.  I'll be careful with that place if I ever go back.  It's the best pizza place in town, probably the whole region, that I know of though.  I've eaten there often enough through the years, never saw this woman there.  But... she... isn't a woman I would remember.  Or notice?  Something.  The pizza was good though.  Shouldn't have had it, but it has been... weeks... months?  So, okay.

On to checking on some things about the game I am playing.  Then to check the ribs, and get them in if good (should be, plastic wrapped, thawed two days ago, put in the fridge promptly).  Then on to gaming, again.  Loverly.  Have a great one.