Friday, December 15, 2023

Not much.

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Mostly just catching my breath from yesterday.  Gaming.  I'm not even going to eat.  Just... not.

Looks dirty out there.  The sun is dim.  It's... just... not a pretty winter day.  They can't all be, I suppose.

As to the package, to my mother?  I was thinking it would probably not get there.  So... I ordered another.  She just called me, it's there?  Wow.  Okay.  So I canceled the second order.  I think the cancelation went through.  Wow.  That was... fast.  They took care of that very well.

I thought the address in the 'sent to' portion would have to change before they even knew where to send it.  Nope.  It's still showing to be sent to her old nursing home.

They won't be opening their packages until Christmas Eve... or did she say the morning of?  Anyway, she has a gift from a cousin, my brother, and now myself.  I was... starting to feel bad.  But, it looks like it worked out.  It's... not so much this or that, but when they have things to unwrap, well... old people are competitive?  And, while only two, she got something from ALL of her children, and on time.  So, yeah.  It counts.  :p  I do my best.

I'd really like to go on back to bed.  But I'd more like to make it to 17:00.  I thought it was 15:00, running closer to 16:00, but, no.  It's not even 15:00.  Ugh.  One of my clocks must be off, somewhere.  Or I just misread it?  Strange.  With my progressives, I really am seeing better.  But that doesn't mean I can't see what I want to see?  Right.

I'll get another coffee going.  That might help.  A bit sore today, mostly from the long drive?  Just walking around is a bit tight, lately.  Age, health, something is off.  I'll keep at it, take opportunities when I can.  Try to push through.  Maybe just push my day along, though possible do some work.

The VA finally gave approval for dental, a cleaning.  So, that has been scheduled.  I am making it to appointments more easily.  There is that.  It really isn't as much of a struggle, if it... costs a bit.  I ache for a few days, after.  All good.  I... love to ache, to be caused to ache.  Or such?  I just don't like that actually aching?  Bah!  Later, or much later?  Maybe goodnight, I mean.    

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