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It was already 78 outdoors. If clouds are billowing, growing, moving. No storming yet. Maybe it will just pass through. But very warm for this early, and that stormlike out there. I was sort of put off by the heat at this early of an hour, with the look of rain. No smell of it, but sometimes rain sneaks up on us.
The upstairs had cooled, 73 near me, 70 in the main. It is 73 downstairs, in the main, if 75 or 76 when I woke. Up a degree, so far, up front.
Blood sugar is 144, weight was 230.0. I did eat late last night. Not but half of the half of the remainder of the steak. Just... couldn't eat it all. did eat half, maybe a third. I doubt if I will eat today. Just not in the mood. Probably. I did have a few tablespoons of cottage cheese, and a fatted coffee. Water, for the rest of the day.
Tired? Yes, but not absolutely exhausted. I had hoped to get up on the ladder today, to use the rake or else to clear what I could from the late roof. I can't get up on it, but I can attempt to scrape and use gloved hands to clear some of it. But... not today. I may end up going back on up to bed in a bit. Pushing to be awake to noon, maybe 14:00. Though if I can push through longer, I might see about making it to 17:00, 19:00?
I am keeping the fans and ac upstairs going. May see about turning on the ac down here, if it keeps warming. I hate to do it, but... I won't just sit and suffer these days. Not with what it takes to ease the suffering.
Best feed Sassy. She's been... grumpy and pushing. I didn't feed her first thing, because I fed her through the night. Don't really want to feed her quite yet, either. Two cans a day, no matter when. No more. And, five treats with her third of a can. So, yes, I feed her six times a day, giving here five to fifteen treats three or four of those meals. Some regularity, some variability. This keeps here the leanest I can help her get. Less food, and she shuts down and gains. More food and she bulks up the other way. Strange, but... I am learning this with my own diet. There is an optimal amount.
With her, it is mostly maintenance. Because she was fixed, she holds extra weight. The trick is to limit how much extra, but without truly starving her. I get that. Both of us would eat ourselves to death, without serious thought put into it. We will both die, but... would rather have it in due time, to old age, not due to excesses and sooner. Later, if you please?
Well... on back looking around the web. Good day. Get to church if you can. Say a little prayer for an old, ill, but God loving fool? Just tell God hello, for me, and thank Him for his gracious gifts and wonderful love, and all. Later.
Thoughts & prayers"for what they're worth".
ReplyDeleteGood talk with youngest son, he seems to understand... I don't think I deserve the sons I have... Both have confronted me on my BS... I respect that, and is what I taught them to do... call out BS, and don't tolerate it. The women... they seem to revel in the BS.
"Maybe there's a world
where we don't have to run
Maybe
There's a time we'll call our own
Livin' free in harmony and majesty
Take me ho-ome"
It's not about deserve. We don't deserve forgiveness. More, even with bs? They mostly have no idea how grateful they should be to be born where they were, to whom they were born to. And, women? They have been completely contorted against reality. They always were twisted sisters.
ReplyDeleteHow have I heard it? Ah, Adam had no chance. Not with two snakes in Eden. When they didn't have political power, it didn't matter (as much). That... will tend itself, if the wash is a real bitch to get back to some semblances of sanity. Women have no idea what is coming. Muslims know. The price, for women, is high. Oddly? Their woman are happier. Being a real victim, making women into puppets, toys, I suppose, is the only way to please a woman.
Don't... worry. I'm surprised you have stayed. I kept moving along. Better to let it burn, than sit in the fire, as I saw it. Let them burn the world, I just won't entertain that. Women were always surprised that I didn't need them or their twat all that much.
As for sons calling you out on bs? That... is half the reason, if you don't know it, that you spit out bs. Sometimes it is to slide, but too... it is to be corrected, and to test men around you. Well, and for shits and giggles. :p
Nukes & submariners... always testing each other. You HAVE to have a clue about who you can rely on when the SHTF. Lots of people don't understand.
ReplyDeleteYes. I absolutely understand. Though, not all men, or women, for all things. Some men can handle force, some men can only handle mental stress. Some men can walk through hell, make a sandwich, and come back with demon body part trophies. I like me some sandwiches.
ReplyDeleteHence the "testing".
ReplyDeleteSo, do you make those sammiches or do the B!tch demons do that?
There will be signs when I go Rogue, vague stories mentioning Scalping... I have a Canadian steel skinning knife I can shave with. Acquired a Swedish Knife made of a railroad spike, honed scary sharp... There will be signs, the worthy will keep their hair, I don't anticipate many "worthy".
Axe murderer... could be called worse... What's that Texas saying? "He needed killing"... Oh, they All will be guilty. Myself included.
Or am I talking smack?
What does it take to flip that switch?
"It's over, it's done, the end has begun... If you listen to fools, the Mob rules!"
Demon wenches aren't to be trusted. As evil as foolish. Sort of like politicians. You can't be sure they will with get you with incompetence, or vile intent. You just know you can't trust them.
ReplyDeleteI did, at one time, contemplate vigilantism. But... realized... that... wouldn't work. At some point, good or evil would become all the same. Killing them all, to let God sort them out? Sure, he would do that. But He'd... sort you out too. No.
One way or the other, you have to do you. I will only go that way if they come for me as a mob. Personally, I hope they get me in my sleep. Mistake to try to fight fair. Even if I chose to do likewise.