So hungry.

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Even so, no dice.  Too tired.  I have been too tired all day.  Just feeding Sassy, and getting two coffees brewed and down has been the sum of my abilities.  Well, no, I did rig the cellphone with maps, contacted the seller and made arrangements that way, so... a few other things.

So very tired.  It's just about 18:00.  I'll check the litter boxes, feed Sassy one more time, then head on up to sleep.

Oh, I have been... debating some folks.  On a blog I occasionally visit.  I've bumped heads with a a gent there, off and on, for... years now.  We never really tore into it.  But, I really wasn't looking for a fight, per se.  But, this time, I was able to focus, articulate, and discuss several matters.

Agree?  I don't think so.  On everything.  But... we were able to keep it rather civil, and dig a little deeper.  Truly, I don't hate.  I won't discuss things with people I believe are allowed to lie, cheat, steal, and murder.  Say muslims.  I know they are allowed anything, directly through their cult.  Others?  I'll talk, if I can talk straight.  I won't... bend around feelings, or even beliefs.  I'll take a hit, if it's solid, correct.  And I will defend or attack, as seen fit.  But, as... a system.  Not necessarily in anger, or at all really.  Had a pretty good afternoon of chatter, back and forth.

Anyway... on to bed after tending Sassy.  Hopefully a good rest today, and tomorrow.  Then up early, and out and on the way when needed.  A shower?  Not this morning, but tomorrow and the day after.  The place does have rough odors.  I can't exactly tell why.  Would like to get that taken care of before long.  Ugh.

Anyway... on to bed.  Good afternoon or early evening, and goodnight.

Always something!

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The plans, to just go pick the bike up?  Well, not... so simple.  I knew I had an eye clinic appointment coming up.  Didn't realize it was already that time.  It... is that time.  Monday.  And early.  If that is better than later.

I hadn't mapped the path to the seller's house.  My friend did that on his phone, since he was driving.  I had just laid down to sleep when that fell through, as you might have remembered.  So was feeling rather awful.  Couldn't have driven.  Anyway, so I had to get that on my phone.

Of course, my phone is wonky, having just "updated", and screwed every pooch on the machine.  So, wasn't sure the thing would go through.  But it did, without much trouble.  Not on my account, so I can't save it.  Don't want my account on the phone anymore anyway, so... as long as I can get things to work...

So, yes, I got things mapped, and trails set to one-clicks on the phone.  Just click and the map and directions should pop.  It'll take two hours to get to his house, and an hour beyond to get to the V.A. from his place.  Plus some time to disconnect the trailer, though that is pretty fast.  But, I had to check with the seller.  He is okay with it.

So, I have to leave here around four to five.  That just gives me an hour or two for heavy traffic, and accident (not mine, but along the pathing), and should work.  Still, I had to scramble a bit.  The good thing is, this complication made me do it now so I didn't try to do it right before.  It is all set up, save for me getting there.

The good thing though, is gas.  I was thinking of filling some five gallon tanks, so that I wouldn't have to disconnect in order to top off somewhere.  With the way this works, I should be able to fill up as I am nearing his house from the V.A., before connecting the trailer.  So, should be able to drive back without needing to stop anywhere.  Should.  Though, if needed, I'll be closer to home, in smaller towns.  So less risky to do a quick disconnect.

Life is complicated, or can be.  Doing new things is a worry.  With the longer time, I can drive slower, too.  I would rather drive faster, but I don't know how it will handle as interstate speeds.  Ugh.  Should work fine, it's a 12", with 2x6s or 2x8s for a floor, and metal frame, heavy duty metal mesh sides.  Should.... do okay at 75.  Don't want to go 80, and may go a bit slower still on the way home.  Ugh.

Well... Just about bedtime.  Goodnight.

Really am feeling rough.

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To be absolutely honest, for the last... six months?  I've been feeling ill most days.  A bit of nausea, always.  As if I was on a circus ride which slightly unbalanced me.  But... semi-permanently.  I haven't gotten directly ill from it, but too, I take it easier.  I think it started when I started medicine up again.  Some of what I am taking is... rather... old.  Will see when I get on only and all fresh stuff.  Some of it is from 2020, maybe 2019?  I... wanted to start, so started with what I had.

Never can be sure, right?  But, when the new batch comes in, I can start with all fresh stuff... if I will use what of the last order I got.  So I should have two orders of fresh stuff, minus the water pills.  That wasn't in the batch I first got, but should be in this next batch.  Never did get that reordered, just using old stuff.

Awake, but rough.

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Not of mind, of body.  And... not the worst sort.

I didn't go down until somewhere between 23:30 and 1:30?  I think so.  So exhausted, but sort of jacked.  The sale has me up on all fours, and wanting to sprint.  But... with nowhere to go!  Not until Monday.  So, I... am having to try to back off, cool down, and not doing well at it.

Still awake.

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Called my mother.  No answer.  No return since.  So be it.

Was hungry, but not up to cooking.  So, went back in for food.  It's not perfect.  But I really needed food.  I have been pushing things.  Though, tomorrow and on, I can get back to cooking my own food.  Maybe even Monday.  Eating early, before I go, then having food ready to cook that evening.  Burgers, just the patties, will do fine.

We agree.

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And disagree.

We agree that this is not some grass-roots terrorist event.  It's... planned, coordinated, financed, arranged.  It is far more theater than anything, if real people are being murdered, raped, tortured.  No doubt about it.

No way.

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I did get the returns made, picked up strapping, got the check as well as set up automatic payments, had breakfast, and filled up.  But?  It's 11:30.  Which means rush hour(s).  Trying to haul a 12' trailer through that, without knowing how well, or fast, that will work, in rush hour?  And, to get there by 15:00?  I... don't think so.

I texted him, telling him, as things look, that isn't possible.  If he can wait a few hours?  Okay, I will try.  But, if 15:00 is absolute, then Monday is as soon as this can happen.  I am not fussy, only practical.  I won't make two more trips, as much as gas costs and as weary as I am.  As for getting others to help, I have pushed that well beyond... reason.  Glad to even eat bad food for that.  Would even do it again.  :p

Slow!

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It's already 8:02, and all I have done is fed Sassy and had coffee.  I didn't even get my medicine down yet!  Okay, took care of meds.  But... now, need to tend the litter boxes, get fresh water, feed Sassy again, then shower.  Get clothes together... a fresh t, an overshirt of some sort, fresh unders, though compression socks too.  A fresh pair of pants out of the airtight bags?  Yes.

That shower will be nice.  Trim whiskers too.  Maybe a shave?  Maybe.

Then I have to get to the bank, some store for tie-downs, and make some returns the UPS.  Then rush home, grab the trailer, and get going.  Might fill up while heading out?  Depends on how full it is.  Don't want to have to fill with the trailer.  May have to anyway.  Though, somewhere, I may have to detach and fill on the way back?  Ugh.

Still, I'll... get going.  Not so tired as I thought I would be, just having trouble focusing.  Will set up autopayments when I go in.  Four times the minimum, if the minimum is half what it would have been had I borrowed the full amount.  Or nearly.  So... all good.  When they charge high interest, no choice but to pay it off more quickly if possible.  You can bleed a victim, lightly, for a long time.  But when you begin jacking right out of an artery, we resist.  A lot.  If possible.  I may be eating bologna for a year, but I won't be bleeding too much out on just interest.

Hmm?  Oh, right.  Another coffee, after dealing with Sassy.  Then a shower and run.  Later.

A bit late.

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Didn't wake until around 5:30.  Was so exhausted yesterday.  And... kept getting and sending texts even after 16:30, well after.  Last bits and keeping my friend in the loop.  Received a final text much later, but didn't respond until... 4:30 this morning?  Woke, was sure I had received it, so responded.  Thought about waking, couldn't quite yet, so another hour of sleep.  Or... give or take?  It's how it was remembered.  Who knows, for certain, though.

Next.  I'll get coffee, feed Sassy, check her litter. get her water, sit and wake.  Then a shower.  Right away, and dressed to go when the bank opens.  Taking items to be returned, picking up the check, getting more tie-down cords... leave them as a gift for the use of the trailer.  Perhaps food, out.

Done, save the last exchange.

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Everything is agreed and set up.  I merely need to set pick up the check, for the buyer.  Then exchange the check for the bike tomorrow.  I just sent him a text, asking if leaving here around ten to eleven would work.  Now, waiting for the yes or no, then, most likely, a few trips tomorrow.  All very good.

Man am I bushed.  I was just about to go up, when I got a call.  Then had to do some final digital paperwork through email.  All very good though.  Would rather have it set up and done, than be digging around tomorrow trying to get it finished.

No whines, complaints, or else.  This went rather smoothly, very quickly, and mostly painlessly.  It doesn't always seem like it from on the inside of the process.  But, I... can see outside things.  Do look.  Just to keep my bearings.

I wonder if he is napping or busy.  I am quite sure he will be pleased.  Should be enough time for him to deposit the check.  Have extra money if he needs or wants it.  Always a good thing, just in case.

On to bed.

Double uga.

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Everything has been submitted.  Haven't heard finality of closure overtures yet, from the bank.  But, really?  Still rather good, and quick.  Everyone wants it faster, but this... IS faster.

I contacted the seller.  They will be heading out midafternoon tomorrow.  So, depending on when I get closure... it may not be until Monday until I can pick it up.  But, should I have heard nothing by tomorrow, I will begin calling and emailing around 8:30.  I had thought 8:00, but they... will just be getting in to the office, setting up.  Give them time, and a coffee, anyway.

Really, not bad.  It'll work out tomorrow or Monday, or... Tuesday.  Or... Wednesday.  I'm... not worried.  Should get a good nights rest.  I am quite shot.  Didn't even get to town.  But... did a lot of tracking, asking, tasking, chatting, and such.  Sort of pleasant, if so unused to it that it is exhausting.  Especially added to the long, far, late day yesterday.

I... thank God for suffering, efforts which stretch me, and such.  It might be nothing to you.  But to me, it has been like being a piece of bubble gum caught on a tire, right after being dropped so still warm, but in the cold.  Stretching to the breaking point.  As I may have mentioned, I was made for these things.  Hard choices, hard ways, right to and beyond the breaking point.  All good.

Have a goodnight.  Dream well, sleep well, pray a good prayer, for fools, simpletons, geniuses, and the rest of the yahoos and yahoolettes.  Meh.  Goodnight.

Uga-bugga.

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The lady got back with me.  Busy, or... something.  No worries whatsoever.  It looks like everything went through.  It is merely a matter of getting the title and registration in, which is up to the buyer.  And maybe some other paperwork?  Digital, potentially, so... not too much fuss.  That part may well be finished today.

He is heading out tomorrow afternoon, for the weekend.  I am hoping, if it works out, to get up there tomorrow, before he goes.  Though, if needed, I can wait until Monday.  We will see how things work out.  Hurry and wait is not just a military thing.  And, I... got used to it there.  Can't help but getting caught up in the buzz of it, though, sometimes.  No matter our intent, focus, will.  Like becoming a pup all over again.

Nothing?

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No returns from my bank.  Though, I must admit, I am exhausted.  So not going doesn't hurt my feelings.  It... is annoying, though, on the other side.  I would rather go tired, and get this thing done, than... sit and wait with no response.

While waiting, of course, the seller made contact.  I was holding off until I heard something, then lost... track of time.  On the good side, while conversing, I obtained the VIN.  Sent that on to the bank, so they can do a final evaluation of the vehicle.  Along with earlier data, including year, make, etc, price agreed to, and mileage.  They should be able to decide on the value they will loan.  And, I have enough to cover half  in cash if they balk.  Should be able to get this done, hook or crook.

Cold and wet.

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It's 38 out there.  Raining, sprinkling, generally staying wet.  Cold, really, with the rain.  Just five to eight, dark.  Definitely fall, going on to winter.  Right in between, at the moment.

I need to get a shower.  Then get dressed and to town.  A few returns to make.  Fueled up on the way back, will have to do that again, on the way back.  Ugh.  Oh, and need to put his address in the mapping app, from the text he sent it in.  Learning as I go, but... shouldn't be too difficult.  Need to pick up a few extra tie-downs as well.  There may have been something else.  I'll look over previous posts before I go.

Up way early, on the one hand.

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It was nearly 23:00 before I went down.  After, a bit after?  I... can't say, thirty minutes either way, but no firm memory.  Ah, but the last post was started at 23:20.  So... yes, definitely after.  Up to an half hour after that.  Final bathroom run, feeding Sassy perhaps... I know I did that just not whether before or after posting, and other things.  But who knows.  So, really, sometimes between 23:30 and 24:30.  Check.

I am waking just at 3:40.  Yes, I wanted more sleep, but my body is used to waking between 2:30 and now.  And, so, it will.  This has been the rough time for the last week, or so.  It's stuck on it, and I am mostly good with it.  Yesterday was pushing it.  Today is going to be pushing it harder.  And, yet, so be it.

Today was the day.

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Reading the bike was the lessor of reading the seller.  Test ride, too, though.  Good, good.  Issues?  Thankfully he came clean, but could tell before he mentioned it.  An agreement was struck.

No way to conclude the business, bank is closed.  So, back again tomorrow, solo.  He'll help me get her in the trailer.  Then we'll get to a branch near there.  Change the title and paperwork for a check and me the bike.  The egg can't be counted as a chicken, but I've seen the egg and it looks good.

So absolutely exhausted.  My driver worse.  A long day of work, and potentially miffed wife to speak with shortly.  Wife, shortly, miffed?  Get it?  Some days being a bachelor, out late, is... good.  I think wives get angry out of habit, not of the nunly sort, mind you.  Probably.  Nuns, as I recall, could be quite cross too, I swear, neither cross or swear in the way you might think...  Check.  Mate.

I was ill going up.  Not sure why.  Better coming back.  We stopped for a bite, that helped.  I need rest.

The trailer is geared up.  Hooked to the hitch, with the 7 to 4 prong light harness attached.  It'll be my first trailer and bike haul as such.  I did drive a thirty foot truck hauling the Xterra from Iowa to here.  So, not completely without precedence of some sort.

Excited beyond means of communicating.  But too tired to express it much at all.  So very, very tired.  On to bed.  I need to try to be on the road around ten or eleven?  If possible.  Need more tie-down straps, though.  I think,  Have five, want eight, maybe six.  Prefer eight.

Goodnight.

Ugh.

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Got through to the V.A.  Hadn't heard when my general checkup was.  Found that.  Then had to mess around for a long time trying to see about the eye clinic.  Canceled what I thought was an exam, but it wasn't what was thought.  Had to work for quite a while, but finally reset it.  Didn't lose the appointment.  Might have been months if I had.  Ugh.

Very difficult getting the right things done there sometimes.  And the eye clinic is impossible to deal with directly, openly.  They need an extra person in there?  Or someone who... can handle the tasks?  I think he has nervous issues, and just goes slow when the world gets confusing or difficult, complicated?  I'll bet he makes what three 100% vets make, or more.  Insane.  Though... he may be right where they want him.

Now trying to speak with pharmacy.  Ugh.  Getting there.

It had started raining again, just a bit ago.  But seems to have stopped?  I'll check in a bit.  Not sure about getting to see the bike today.  Haven't heard anything.  Not sure if they work in heavier rain, but they might.  As to test riding in the rain?  Shouldn't be a huge problem.  But... that's from a noob.  What do I know?

Cheese arrived.  I had some with salami.  Not my plan, but with it raining again, cooking was out.  Ugh.  Tired.  After speaking with pharmacy, I'll call about the trip.  Just... to check.  I'd really like something hot, cooked.  But if it continues to rain, and if the trip isn't happening today, I'll go on to bed.  A bit early, but I'll catch up when I can.

So very tired though.  But I'll make the trip, if it's available.  Later.  Or goodnight.

Idling rough.

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Me, that is.  Don't have the bike yet, and the Xterra is fine.  A shower, dressed, and to the post.  Hoped to have that done before they opened, but... didn't happen.  Still, got in and out right after the shower.

The weather looks to be breaking.  Still mostly cloudy.  But that seems to be falling apart.  Could come back together though.  It just usually doesn't do that.  With rain at a solid end, I could get something ready, cooking.  I'm thinking eggs and corned beef hash.  I received fresh carolina reaper powder.  May add some of that to the hash.

Cleared the grill, cleaned, twice, seasoned twice, last night.  Should be ready.  And covered it, this time.  Though, when I keep up on seasoning, covered or open, in the short term just doesn't really matter.  Perhaps, if I didn't use it over a season, then it might get messy?  Or, maybe not.  Would definitely have the cover over it, even if I left it dirty.  Grease, or coconut oil (which is what I use), just doesn't wash off.

Yes, food.  Then, maybe, later, a trip to town?  Items to be returned.  A haircut?  Just a bit of shopping?  So tired.  I've been sort of stuck, unable to get up, out, or going.  The bike, upcoming appointments, and some other things, have me pushing.  We'll see if I can dig out a bit better, soon.  With it cooling, and with weather coming in, less sunshine... it all adds up.  But I really have to push through.

I've got about a year, if things work, then I'm gone.  I need to learn to ride a motorcycle, get plates and insurance, sort out a ton of things, and time is ticking.  Not even absolutely certain, myself, that I can dig out of my grave this time around.  But... I plan on giving it a run.

Anyway... on to breakfast.  Good morning, day.

Time is sure moving fast!

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Got the shower in.  Tended the wound.  It's only the size of a quarter.  On my ankle.  It does scab over, but the scab hadn't been going away.  I added triple antibiotic to a bigger bandage, which took the scab off.  Bleh.  So, back to square one.  Cleaned, then with iodine, the bandaged... without triple antibiotic this time.  Just dry.  The iodine didn't burn, expected burn.  Nope.

Put a load in the wash, and reset that which is in the drier.

Now to dry and then get dressed and to the post.  It looks like rain has stopped.  For the moment.  Could come back on no notice.  Still totally overcast, or last I looked.  Still 43.  A pleasant fall day, if winter is right on the edge of budding.  Could be much worse.

Well, I'll keep at things.  Maybe make some food shortly.  Hungry.  Later.

Raining.

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Well, has been much of the morning.  But only down to 43, or last I checked.  Strange, all around, if you ask me.  Which you didn't, but you are welcome.

I did reset one of the litter pans completely, while cleaning and partly resetting the other.  I takes turns with the pans.  Do my best, I guess.  And have that trash bag ready to go, the one in which the litter went.  The other trash will be going out soon, too.  Then recycling as well.  Two bags of each, but recycling are much smaller bags.

To bed and up a bit early.

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It was 15:30, 20?  When I went down.  And I hit like a rock.  Beautiful.  I love when sleep invades.  I did get the last doses of medicine in.  Very good.  Why so tired?  Stress.  Managing the financing.  Contacting and working with the seller.  Trying to scrape a test driver, nail down a time, and such.

Well, and missing something.  Items in the post, I need to get in.  Tonight.  I'll get a shower after some coffee.  Then get out and get these items.  Heavier cargo pocket pj's.  I did end up keeping the womens cargo snow pants.  They really... fit well.  With enough room for, say, those pj's, or pants, or even double or triple longjohns.  And, can't tell they are womens'.  But, too, they were cheaper.  I'm... good with that.

Someone...

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Kicking me in the head, balls.  What a... kick.  Mostly a dame, or three.  But... my pal has visited.  Some bombs, tossed, enjoyed.

I never knew if she was the scorpion, or if that was me.  Though, really, I think we took turns?  Yes.  Yes I think so.  I... enjoyed my turns.

I think so?

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The bank, I think, said yes.  The seller still has the bike, and seems stoked.  My drivers, however, are super busy.  With real work.  Maybe tomorrow afternoon.  If not then, maybe Saturday.  If not either of those, not until next Friday?  Ugh.  And... that will just be the decision, not purchase.

The bank won't be open for business that late or on Saturday.  Drive-thru, but not loan office.  So, down, look the bike over, test drive, decide.  If she's as advertised, I'll go back when he is ready to visit my bank and do the title etc.  Ugh.  Wow.  But so troubling.

Food and texts.

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Some starts.  Cod, but just a small piece.  So I made burgers too.  Things tasted a bit off, but... so be it.  Griddled.  It was down to at least 38.  but the griddle is close enough, and warm enough, to have altered that.  I'd guess it was closer to 34 to 36 out there.  Wow, in early October?  I really think that usually it should be more like in the 40s and 50s, lows.  And into the mid seventies highs?  Seventy is the highest I have seen it, if I have just been making it to midafternoon and just lately.  But I think it has mostly been cooler.  Definitely when raining, overcast.

Texted about a rider. But, not wanting to risk more time passing, I texted to see if the seller still has the bike.  Have heard from neither party.  One I texted earlier, as I know he is an early riser.  He's probably still trying to get in touch with his brother, or sorting some things to see.  The other I didn't text until well after usual... office hours?  Something like that.  Don't disturb resting sellers.  :p

Well, working out.

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Down around 17:00.  Twenty after or before, though, I... my mind was melting by then.  It was one or the other.  I tried to hammer it into memory.  But when that far gone, to do that well is a... bit of a trick.  Waking at 3:40 or so.  Which is as it is wanted.

The goal is to make it to five wakeups, then try to hold it there.  And, get to eight hour sleeps, which means 21:00, or really 20:00 bedtimes.  Anything disturbs that, assuming I am able to hold, and I'll be off again, chasing the day.  That is my lot.  A dreadful thing.

Strange day.

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The extra visits stopped around the turn of the month.  Since then there have been about forty to fifty visits a day.  Back to what had become the usual, after a few years of elevated visits... until I unplugged from the net for a while.  Seventy, today.  Which is the temperature.  Just... an... odd mix.  A strange visit number and a warmer day than of late, if even then far cooler than usual?  Yes.

I contacted a neighbor.  It was trash and recycling day.  Bah.  Which isn't... too awful.  I'll get the bags out tonight, anyway.  There isn't much.  It will do find for a week.

May have found her?

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The bike.  The thing is, I have to find someone to test drive her.  And, then, try to get a loan pre-approval through my bank.  Then arrange for a visit, when the seller, rider, and myself can all be at the same place at the same time.  And, then, figure out how to get her home.  The rider probably doesn't have a drivers license, but can drive.  Ugh.

I have a possible date, if it works out with the other.  But, another is being asked, due to... cramped schedules on one end.  So, having to wait.  Since I haven't even spoken with my bank yet, it's... not... a great push.  But, I would like to let him know I am interested.

Holiday?

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Must be.  Which one I'll have to sort out.  Columbus Day?  Columbus' Day?  Whichever.  Are they still celebrating that?  Or has it been renamed?  I was wondering.  I called my back.  After eight, almost nine.  They didn't say why they weren't open, only that they were closed.  I figured banking hours haven't gotten that bad, though who knows.  Still, suspected it was... something.

So, no chance to call them today.  No calling the V.A. either.  Which is fine.  I'll have to celebrate Columbus somehow.  He had brass ones.  And... put them on the line.  I'm not sure if he really won.  I'm not sure anyone CAN win this game.  Not here, not now, not today, not in fullness, not in truth.  But... they can take risks, attempt to improve their lot, and the lot of their fellows, "superiors", even inferiors.

Food!

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It's been a while.  Still, couldn't eat the whole thing.  I dug through two thirds of it.  The steak has been in the freezer... a while.  Three, four, months.  So wasn't top.  But, it... was steak.  It was a steak which sort of got... bumped to the side and forgotten.  Most other steaks are a month or two.  Though, honestly, the freezer is hard on meat.  Even the drop in.  Though quality, going in, at any time, is always... questionable.  This batch, that roast it's cut from, from handling at the plant, to cutting in the store, to how they pack it.  Problems can occur anywhere.

Hmm... always check.

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The fellow who offered his number suggests it is a number in the states?  I did a reverse check, Mass.  But... I don't know if it is a metered number, if I have to pay to use.  As well, he wants me to call in the evening.  Which... is fine.  My evening, his evening.  I asked for his general time zone, which he hasn't offered.  The Philippines is a collection of islands.  Not sure if it has more than one time zone, but could, easily.  And, I want to have some... time period... his  time.  Ugh.

This shouldn't be so difficult, but... understand. we live in a world in which very little is as it seems.  Check everything, twice, more if you have the time, energy, skills, and capacity to think your way out of a wet paper sack.  I sent another missive, with the queries.  And will check with my phone company tomorrow.  Don't want to pay $50 bucks, or $1k, for phone advice services or something.

Another hour along.

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I push for staying in bed longer.  It just isn't possible.  I had to push past 22:30, then 0:30, to get to 1:30 as it was.  I did stay awake until 16:00.  If more from a minor bout with insomnia than from any skill, or effort, or even luck.  I was... too tired to get up and go to bad, so sat and stared at the screen while I monkeyhammered the keyboard.

Got all medicine in, for sure, yesterday.  And I think the two days before it?  Probably.  I'll try to keep it up.  Taking full dose, as prescribed.  Will for a while.  But if I remain crimpled by it still, in a week or two, I'll lower carvedilol.  That shit is harsh.  Ignore the clown in the medical gear.  Trust the one who is taking the junk.

No shower.

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I got one yesterday.  Will just have to wait for tomorrow.  I did, however, make it to 15:00.  Two after, as I write.  Nice.  Very nice.  Very tired.  Oh, and I took medicine.

So very difficult to... push.  When I am so tired.  Sore even.  I'm a take some painkillers before going to bed.  That can help me sleep better, longer.

Made it!

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Okay, it's only 13:00.  But I have been crashing right after or right before noon for the last three days.  Tried to go a bit more and stumbled.  Surprised I didn't fall and chip a tooth.  Almost literally.  More?  Maybe.  Oh, but I best get medicine down.  Yes, first thing... even before finishing this.  Or... well... yes.  I don't need coffee, had three today?  Two?  I'll... drink something else.  Cool water?  Whatevs...

The goal?  15:00 and a shower.  I haven't pulled trash and recycling, but I have gathered it.  That needs out tonight.  I also pulled meat to thaw.  With plenty of propane, I should be able to eat well for a while.  It's been a few days since I've eaten, even a day of just water.  Soup a few days, just soup a couple of days.  I'm... hungry.  Nothing beats meat.  Wait... never... mind.

Bikes...

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I did a bit more looking tonight.  Reminiscing too.  

The first bike I was going to buy.  I sat it, liked it.  Planned on it.  Just waiting for my reenlistment bonus, $35k in the day.  Then, or put that away and wait for my pay upgrade to petty officer second class.  Or?  I was pretty sure my captain, the co of my sub, was putting in for mustanging.  Busting ranks.  He had done it, had been... waiting for the next one.  Thought he found me.  Yea, so... perhaps waiting until that came through, putting all the other bonuses up for... my first house?

Some fish went for the bait!

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Just... we'll get to that.  But, first... a bike.

I really have to consider this.  Sure, winter is coming.  But there are days when riding is possible.  Usually.  Though if this winter is like last, those days will be rarer than usual.  We'll see.  Then again, it's early October, and down into the mid 30's to low 40s at night.  That... is early.  Cold doesn't mean snow.  But a warm ocean does.  And the ocean isn't so much warm as hot.  Still, cold has to clash with it, from the north.  We'll see.

Midnight and change.

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An hour later each night for the last three.  I think I skipped several hours a shot the nights before?  Heading toward daytime, a ways to go.

It is 42 outdoors.  Upstairs was 63 in the main when I went to bed, didn't check the temp on my alarm, down near me.  When I woke it was 64 in the main, but did check the alarm temp, it was 67.  I put out some serious heat.