So-so.

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The ribs were rather good.  Done, very done.  But very good, or definitely good enough.  The roast?  Meh.  I'll see if it makes better seconds.  As well, I carved from the end, so of course that will be more done.

But it wasn't just the food, this time.  It was getting the smoker back into action.  And it is.  Cleaned, cleared, fired, with the cast iron grill seasoned, clean, nice.  Pretty good for an old smoker.  I think it is older than Sassy!  :p  And the griddle is clean.  So, yeah.  Life is pretty good, even if the food was just so so.

Moving right along.

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I did get the smoker going.  Took a shower, then reset dishes.  Washing the freezer top a quick final time.  Odd how that can get dirty so quickly, even just a bit.  As well, I just checked on the smoker.  Cold as room temp.  No good.  So, I gave it another go.  Looks like it's working.  The ash tray had become full, that first burn off and seasoning effort earlier topped it off.  Had to empty that.  Now it's working.

I'll check it in fifteen.  If it's going well, then, I'll let it run for forty five minutes before checking it again.  Nothing fancy.  Then every half hour, if it's anywhere close to temp.  If both are just at a hundred, I'll give it a full hour longer.  May put potatoes in there.  Gotta scrub them first.

Smoother than anticipated.

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Aside from the grill/smoker taking a bit longer, everything else is moving along at a good clip.  I did hit the cast grill with more coconut oil.  She's looking pretty.  Black, not... grungy, grey, mottled.  Clean metal, and dark, smooth.  I can't wait to get her working on the meats.

As well, I did do the dishes.  Hit them all, and set them aside.  And, cleaned two pee jugs out.  I should do those as soon as I bring them down.  It's taking a week to fill them up, since I started medicines.  And that is bringing them down before they are completely full.  Bleh.  And ugly task, but it allows for better sleep.  Having to get up, or even go over when I slept downstairs, several times a night, really chewed into my sleep.  This?  Just takes a bit, and I'm right back to sleep.

A good boy.

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I guess, these days, they call it a good boi?  Or... is that the negative?  I never can tell, and I'm not sure they know.  If, too, it means what... they say it means, when they say it means what they say it means?  With a hundred genders, and only two sexes, I guess it's the same as with only so much gold, but so many dollars?  Ha!  And... the value for the worth matches as well.  Check.

Never mind.  I did get to the grill.  Took a bit to light it up.  But that isn't uncommon.  Got it going, and well.  Sometimes that will ash the grill and grates and else.  But I would have had to let it run hot, and for longer than I was interested in doing so.  So, I got the brushes and scrapers and got to it.  Nice.  I cleared it off, then let it run a bit longer, hot.

Awake, a bit earlier than hoped.

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A quarter after one.  No real choice.  Some days, when I am awake, that's it.  And, I hate just laying in bed.  Actually, I can't.  If I'm not sleeping, the floor mattresses are just not comfortable.  Painful, actually.  Fair enough.  I would rather have it this way, than to be able to lay about.

Oh, but Doom, you did lay about, for years, decades?  No, no I didn't.  I slept, for years, decades.  I had no more choice then as now.  I couldn't wake, get up.  The health/fitness tracker watch explained it all.  Without medicine, it is as if my body is working out ten times the recommened amount.  It wants 150 minutes of higher intensity body numbers, I was putting out 1500, per week.  More than the weekly recommended per day.

Even on medicine, and doing almost nothing, I am putting out the 150 minutes a week, of high intensity.  So, if I add work to it?  Yeah.  I wasn't sleeping needlessly.  My body is just shot.  Medicine helps, a bit.  But, still, I am doing more high intensity minutes a week than most of you.  And that when doing nothing.  Curious how it will look, this fall (I hoped), as it cools, and as I am (I hoped) able to dig back in to work, efforts, chores.

So, down at... a bit after 18:00, I think.  Up at 1:00, or so.  Not as much sleep as I prefer.  But it will do.  And, I really wanted to sleep until, say, three or four.  Just couldn't do it.  All good.  Blood sugar rose, a bit, at 175 fasting.  But is dropping on average, finally?  Very... strange.

This morning?  I'd like to check the thawed meats.  If good, I'd really like to get the smoker cleaned, burned, and ready.  Then get the things going by sunup.  I need to hit those dishes in there, they keep stacking!  Ugh.  Then get a shower.  As well, start a load of laundry.

I have been doing small things, here and there.  But very small things, very light, very occasional.  As the world cools, I am hoping to catch my breath, begin catching up, and hit things more and more.  Maybe even church before long.  To get my world back, even just a bit, will be nice.  I can dress more warmly, for fall, winter, spring.  But there isn't much I can do with the heat.  And, while I am able to keep my home cooler in the summer, and willing to pay for warmth in the winter, there are limits because of outside realitites, and the "corners" of the house.  

No house has ever been able to escaped those things... save, to a degree, submarines.  The sleeping quarters were 66 to 68, full stop?  Seemed cooler, if... that is one thing I didn't learn, or don't remember.  Cooler.  Good for sleeping.  Needed.  While the engineering section and galley were kept warm, more like a kitchen... with a wood stove.  Warm, to almost hot.  A nuclear plant gives off a lot of energy which can be used to keep the work places infinitely warm.  But, too?  The "corners" were the same as the mains.  Hot, or cool, all around.  Quite an interesting system, really.  Hmm... maybe I should get a nuclear plant!  :p

A bit of gaming, first.  Some coffee, and kefir.  Then, dishes... washed and set aside.  A shower when I can.  The dishes back in for a rinse, or a few another soapy soak.  Then laundry started.  Hopefully, in parts, but all by sunup.  Then to get the grill burned.  I'll get that set up now, actually.  Then game.  Just a bit of coal in there, to burn out.  Then oiling the grill, after "dusting" the burned stuff off.  Smoking works only for bigger cuts, but the open fire grill is good for burgers, from time to time.

Yes, I best get some coals in there, and get them lit.  Just enough to sort it out.  Later.

More burgers.

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It's not fancy, but it is tasty.  I do enjoy the simple, more and more these days.  Five patties today, from two pounds of burger.  How much drains off is hard to tell.  No cheese on these, and just two.  Bigger burgers.  No buns, or ketchup.  And until the mustard seeds arrive, no homemade mustard.  A touch of salt, and it is fine.

As well, it looks like it only got to 83 today, here at my home anyway.  And, by 15:45, it had already dropped a degree.  Cooling that early?  Definitely fall.

Good, good.

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It is just 13:29.  A twelve hour waking cycle, so far.  But I am doing well.  The plan is to try to make it to 16:00~18:00.  Possible.

It is 78 out there, or last time I looked.  It could easily go well to 88, heck 95?  Maybe.  Or it may begin cooling.  Strange weather this year.  Just can't be certain.  It still has that fall feel though.  As if the sun just isn't giving it's all, even for this time of the year.

So very hungry.

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Strange.  I am rarely hungry these days.  Mostly I just get a sense that I should eat, or I want to eat.  I very rarely actually have a physical hunger.  Especially since I have been cutting sweeteners, carbs, and such.  Even keto sweeteners.  Blood sugar remains higher than I like, at 175 fasting, and 165 just now.  Probably too soon after my meal, but... yea.  I'll check in a few hours, not have anything between.

Kefir, a good load of it, earlier.  About three cups.  Then a coffee, but with cream but no sweetener.  Then three burgers, two with a slice of swiss and munster cheese.  One of each for two of the burgers.  No carbs in those cheeses, I check.  So, no carbs, whatsover, today.  And few yesterday.  Two drinks with only three drops of sweetener per.

Crashed, hard.

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Early, around 13:00 to 15:00?  If closer to the earliest number if I had to guess.  In part for the little sleep the night before, but mainly for medicine.  I took my night meds right at about bedtime, and took morning pills right when I awoke.  That was too close together, about four hours.  I felt it immediately.  I had to push to make it as far as I did.  Brutal.

Yes, I need to keep at least eight hours between medications, even if sleep is involved.  Maybe more so?  The body doesn't process as much, while sleeping, if I had to guess.  I didn't dare take nighttime meds, when going down.  I was still reeling from the stuff.  I've had that happen before, but while I test many things, I haven't tested that, by taking more meds on top of it.  I do heed some warnings.  That's one of them.

A good morning.

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Spending money like I have it.  But, really, not all that much.  The smart watch I have, which tracks many things, and vibrates me awake... when I use it?  Well... the problem is, it's an expensive watch.  If I use the vibrating alarm, while that does work, it absolutely smashes the battery.  One thing I figured out, with lithium and most rechargeable types of batteries?  Keep them above half, or higher, and the longevity is... remarkable.

So... I have ordered two different, relatively cheap, vibrating alarm wrist watches.  I'll compare.  If one is absolutely subpar, it'll go back.  But if they both work well, I'll keep them... for variety, possible travel, etc.  Not only will I use them for waking, but one is specifically made to help remind people to take medications.  I... could use that.  Might wear all of them, for the rough days?  Though, usually, that vibrating and soft noise, and light if it does that, helps a lot.  It really does work.  Mostly.

Down late, up early.

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Hoping this sorts out to early.  But may just be run over by my schedule again.  Okay.  Kefir, cheese freshly cubed, walnuts, and pecans.  An odd breakfast, but a good one... some mornings.  What, down around midnight, one?  Up at four.  A bit before four.  Still, going for it.  I'll have coffee in a bit.

Then?  Feed Sassy, clear her litter, change her water.  Fresh water daily, she uses it, so I do it.  She used to not, but something changed.  All good.  On to dishes, hit them, move them aside, take a shower, and then put them back for a final rinse.  As well, wash  the freezer top.  It is still cleared, from when I sorted meat.  And, I may pull more, for the fridge freezer, but I'll have to restack that to do that.  Anyway, but the freezer top has gotten messy, as I use it for my cook prep.  The countertops, even if they were cleared/cleaned, are too low and uncomfortable for my efforts.  The drop-in freezer is just right.

I think that was the high?

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I checked between an hour and two ago.  It was already down to 72?  That's crazy.  Upstairs, without anything going, with windows open, it is 70 in the main.  Very strange.  But, fine.

Medicine was taken.  I think, if I miss a dose, it really throws sleep off.  If I take it, it kneecaps me.  Still, at 18:00, I've done well.  The goal is to get bedtime to 20:00, then keep it there as long as I can.  Not sure I can stop the advancing sleep, or this time.  But, that is the goal.

Just 75 out there.

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At almost thirteen hundred, or... one pm if you must.  It's fall.  It didn't come.  It just arrived?  Dropped out of the sky like a smart bomb that actually works.  It got down to 43~44 last night.  Very pleasant.  But heading to cold in a hurry.  This is October weather, maybe November some years.  Not early September.  And you feel it.  Something is so very different.  The world, politics, economics, social.  Everyone knows something is off, wrong, coming, going.  But no one seems to know what.  And you can't tell them.  They know better than their own instincts.

Arm up?  It isn't unreasonable to go armed.  Be armed.  Have arms.  But I wouldn't put all my effort or coin into that.  Put some food up.  Really.  Is it worth going to the stores if you have to be armed to do so?  And, would that turn out how you like every time?  All it takes is one "no" for that to be a final act.  So, put up food, maybe a few bandages and general medical.  Use it and replace it, from time to time, just like food.  Even if it isn't terribly necessary, currently.  Pretend that there are no doctors, or they are... problematic?  More problematic?  Or unavailable to you, for... whatever reason.  Learn to tend little things, before they become big things.  Learn to endure pain.  Life isn't easy.

Awake a bit before two.

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A few hours have gone by.  Someone was looking at some interesting, to me, musical posts.  A handful of them.  I wonder if that is why the skinwalker video popped, out of the blue?  Oh, I think I was born with that, or something like it, in mind.  But no telling about tastes?  I... decided, strangely, that I... prefer the divine.  The true, the good (real good, not our claims of or to it), the beautiful (not just in a fleshly way, but there are... sometimes... corollaries), and other such.

I went seeking that.  And, God forbid?  I found it.  But... He didn't forbid.  I was caught attempting to steal food off His table.  But, that... is precisely all He asked of us, that we consume Him.  Being caught, doing His will, was... not a problem.  Though, there... is a better way.  And, He wrestled me to it.  He is rather... strong.  If you want Him in your life, in you, there... is a price.  Just your life.  But, that was something I had been trying to throw away, by that time, longer than some college kids had been alive.  So...

Another strange day.

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Beginning this post two minutes before. Sixteen hundred, that is.  Google has the time wrong, perhaps when posted?  But... I don't think so.  Their timing is way off, if I think that has to do with the KGB, US form of it, wanting control over the internet.  Anyway...  Calling it.  ;p  As I was sitting there, I became a bit afraid.  When pushing things, and this time I am pushing... successfully at that... I lose my senses.  I could be ninety, in here, and I wouldn't notice.  Until I tried to sleep it in.  Maybe.  Or sleep would be horrible, even if I didn't notice.

So, I hopped up, and shut it all down.  But wanted to see what temp it was.  70 F?  At 16:00?  Wow.  It got down the 52 this morning, before plunging to 47 (might have gotten cooler still, just the numbers I personally saw).  It went from the high 80's, to 80, to 70, in a matter of days.  Not even a weak, and it crashed.  Interesting times.  Which is why some of the greatest philosophers hope you never live in... interesting times.  Boring times might be dull.  Interesting times are often horribly final, or... worse.  There are worse things than death, I remind.  Though, these are really only the portents of interesting times.  Only if this continues, and on it's current real trajectory, will there be interesting times.  A small or full blown ice-age.  We'll see.

Finally.

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Did I mention I have been... incapacitated, of late?  Well, yes.  Trash needed to go, as did recycling.  Recycling doesn't collect too quickly, and I did get that the last time it was possible?  Or... the time before, actually, so four weeks ago.  Still, didn't have much.  But trash?  I think that has been three weeks.  And was... causing problems.

I had checked with a neighbor.  Who said trash pickup was today.  I think it is supposed to be recycling day, too.  I planned to do it through the night, but realized at nearly eight that I hadn't!  I jumped, got it going.  Got it all out... pretty quickly.  Quickly enough though?

Twenty hundred, and pleasant.

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When I woke.  It was 70/71 upstairs, 71/71 down.  A few fans going, but that was it.  It was 54 when I went to bed right at ten.  It is 52 now.  Not sure if it warmed.  But it did rain in the interim.  Coffee, as I wake, and veggies.  Other than the fried chicken dinner, which is playing havoc with blood sugar anyway, my other "cheat" this month was veggies.  A pack of carrots, celery sticks, broccoli, and cauliflower.  I separate the veggies into their own packs, otherwise they would go bad faster, together.  Then, munch on the varied.  I always cook broccoli, rarely pop a fleurette in for a raw chew.  But the others I eat raw, if sometimes, rarely, cooking the cauliflower.  Celery sticks, carrots, and a few cauliflower fleurettes tonight, with coffee.  I'll have a dose of kefir before long.

Trash and recycling, gathered, out, and to the curb.  Hitting the dishes and a shower.  A load of laundry from start to through, while folding the towels which already went through?  That's... the plan.  Plus gaming.  I have figured out a couple of bottle-necks in the game.  So can run until I have to find another difficult to solve, or find, element or puzzle.

Almost ten.

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Finally going to bed.  Probably.  Goodnight... day...  You know what I mean.

Didn't make it to bed.

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I simply wasn't sleepy.  Not even a little tired.  It ended up raining a fairly good lot, from what I could tell.  Or pretended to do so.  Tomorrow isn't garbage pickup day, so I did get that right.  On the good side, the fellow I asked... also did not know.  Had to ask himself.  Probably asked the mrs.  If they are talking.

Not saying that they aren't.  Just... if you've ever had a woman, you... know there are times when you don't talk to her, or she doesn't talk to you.  Strange sort of punishment.  *grins*  Oh, no!  Not talking to me!  For a whole week?  Especially if sex is still on.  Like doing it with a stranger!  Yipee!  *cough*  I mean, so... hurtful, of her!  I'm single, I can say these things.  Probably won't be burned out of my home.  Probably.

The strangest things.

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I lead a simple life, finally.  Simple doesn't always mean plain.

I was... getting a sense, that it would rain.  So I kept checking.  Wasn't really possible, or likely, by the looks of things.  I couldn't shake the feeling.  I've been wrong before.  Not often?  We remember as we like, mind you.  Whether true or not.  Oh, this I know.  Even about myself.

So very strange.

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It isn't just sleep which is stretching.  Fourteen hours down, this last time.  And, yet, nearly twenty four hours up this shift?  Or... will be before I go down.  Medicine.  And the end of summer.  Working in concert.  Then again, because of it, medicine is being missed.

I am neither trying to stay up longer, or sleep longer.  I wake as I do, I sleep as I must.  When I wake, I get up.  No pushing, shoving, trying, or else.  It's just that I have no way to push off, no direction to push toward.  I'm... in a fog.  Harshly.  I am gaming, which helps me... focus.  Just a tiny bit.

More gaming.

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It's what I can do.  Hoping to hit dishes today, get trash and recycling ready, out, and then... not to the curb?  I don't think they will come Monday, holiday?  Right?  I'll... ask around.  Oh, and maybe some laundry?  I've done three loads, all dry, but... just sitting in the wash room.

It's hitting right around 72 out there.  The coolest I saw it overnight was 58.  For some reason my mind was suggesting that was cold.  But... it's not.  I don't know.  When sleep is messed up, the mind sort of... thinks strange things.

Ugh, but, okay.

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Sleep and waking are all over the place.  I can't be absolutely sure when I went to bed, but I think I woke around 19:00?  My app/watch combination is suggesting a 3:17 down, and a 19:44 wake.  Okay.  Maybe.  Sounds about right, come to think about it.  A very long sleep, though why?

I cleared the freezer, to get meat put up yesterday.  Today, not first thing, but other than feeding Sassy and getting her fresh water, the first thing I did, was to clean it off, and reset kefir while I was at it.  Later, I'll pull meat.  Not for thawing, just for putting into the fridge freezer.  Three two pounders of burger, a few steaks, and maybe some chicken.  All I have is whole chickens, these days.  Parts are often questionable.