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Cold. At 63 indoors, in the main of the house? That's... beyond
cool. I had to, finally, check the temperature outside. Oh, maybe
an hour ago now? But things seem stable, at the indoor temps. The
outdoors read 31. Wow. Being Jun 18, and to drop below
freezing? That's... different. I did sort of suggest it. I
just don't always believe. When I play a certain song, it's... what I
mean. Even when I don't believe, or otherwise say. Why?
Because it seems so silly to predict cold, right as it is hitting 90.
*grins* I guess... you never can tell?
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Some things popped, seemed to... be responses? You decide. As with
the weather, I can't ever be certain, if I can see and say? Show?
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Oh, something else. As I have lost weight, I have been looking for
something to hold the hole in my middle places together. I have been
trying various things. It looks like I have found something that
works. I'll purchase a few more. One in the size I am down to,
one in one size smaller. Maybe several. So that I can wash and
air dry them. As with all stretchy things, they only have about three
compressed wearings before they lose that expandability.
The size? The manufacturer suggests it is between 29" and 32"
compression. This fits exceedingly well. I will be trying the
next size down, when it arrives. I am buying it to try, but also
because I will be losing more weight. This I know. Twenty to
forty more pounds, give or take, needs to and will come off. Still,
that is crazy.
No, it doesn't meant I am into a 29", or even 32" waist. Only that I
can compress to that. Or... some algorithmic notion around those numbers? I can't say, with certainty. Even that is wild. I weigh 238, or the last
time I stepped on the scale (though, while I am maintaining and sometimes
gaining a bit of weight, I am still losing size, girth). The scale is
a tricky thing. Anyway... just... was amazed at this. Things are
changing. Things are different.
Goodnight? Perhaps.
"like you've never seen a broken man..."
ReplyDeleteI've seen plenty, most of the poor sods didn't even know they were broken... I see that old man in the mirror, from time to time... not broke yet but damaged.
"to look in the mirror in total surprise... at the hair on my shoulders and the age in my eyes"(Amanda~ Waylon)
Oh, broken. But only now and again. And... I thank God for it, oddly. Or I'd still be on the highway to hell? Well, I still am. I'm just going the other way. *grins*
ReplyDeleteYes, seeing men who broke and don't know it, just riding into the dirt? If they don't purposefully dump it out of... spite? Man. So glad I didn't dump, when trying, or keep trying to do so. Though, I'll... bet I hid nearly a score of solid attempts. We've discussed this.
Can't win, as I like to say. But you don't have to lose. Only you can choose. If it's your way, you are toast. If you let the Heavy Lifter lift your load, you have a shot at it. But that was a hard path to choose. Hell, that was harder than carnivore, by a longshot.
I've half assed searching for a good ol' Lutheran church out here. Time and distance throw in a speed bump. That and my wariness of "organized" religions.
ReplyDeleteBlogger ate it I think... had a short screed about no nearby Lutheran churches, and distrust of organizations of the religious kind.
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