A good start.

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Yes, yes.  Laundry sorted, reset, fresh and last load in the wash, second to last into the dryer.  That which was dried has been set to go upstairs, or folded... the towels and such, for into the bathroom.  Hmm, should have taken them on it while at it.  Next time I am up I will do just that.

Sassy fed.  A few other small details attended.  Coffee finished, the french press cleared and cleaned, ready for next run.

I am using paper filters.  It tastes better, and there is a sense that it is better.  Though, currently,  I am using filters that aren't made for a french press.  They were made for a pour-through coffee maker.  I bought such, but that coffee just isn't as good as french press.  More watery?  Something.  I just doesn't get thick, rich, creamy.  Just... barely caffeinated water.  So I don't use that.  It was an idea, it just didn't work.

But, the filters, while they aren't made for it, they do work.  For now.  I will use them up.  However, I finally ordered unbleached filters for percolators (though also said to work for french presses).  Will find out.  Probably have to double them, though.  They just don't make filters well, unless they make them too thick.  Ugh.

I, when digging through the bathroom, found an item I had been seeking... hoping to find.  A wrist watch, with alarms.  I had been using it, when trying to stay on medicines more accurately.  It has eight or ten alarms.  They vibrate, rather than ring.  No snooze, or such.  Just a little jingle jangle on the wrist, at a set time.

I had to see if it would yet take a charge... rechargeable you know.  It did.  Then I had to seek instructions.  Which I found quickly and easily.  My guess is this comes in handy for many people, for many reasons.  And, it doesn't bother those around.  Very, very, good item, for many things and people.

Me?  I don't need it for medicine these days.  Or what passed for it.  But, I would like to try to have it help me regulate my day.  I am waking in the morning.  If rather early, am working on that.  But I am awake during the day, again.  So, I want to... get used to the day.

I have set four alarms, for eight, noon, sixteen hundred, and twenty hundred.  I won't do anything, when the alarms go off, but take note of the day, life, maybe get up and stretch, see if there is anything small or large to do.  Basically, to reconsider my day, life, and else.  Perhaps, if nothing else, say a small prayer.

I am going to try to take my day, and life, back.  Starting by knowing, more often, where and when I am, and being more proactive about it.  Along with the alarm, every few hours, for feeding Sassy, life may begin making a bit more sense.  That is the hope, plan.  I liked having the alarm set to feed Sassy so much, that I wanted to add just a bit more.  To become more aware.  Of other things, and for not other cause than to arrange life again.

I'll do what I can.  I'm thinking, around noon, to cook the steak.  Yes.

Now, on to gaming.  Then, in a bit, feed Sassy again.  And, after that, getting trash and recycling gathered and out.  A bit more of a break, feeding Sassy again, then to the kitchen.  After, lunch, dinner, supper, breakfast?  Oh... and a salad with it.  With dressing?  Maybe, maybe just with the steak.  Dunno, will think on it.

Good day.  Get to church, you heathen.  *grins*  I know, but... I'm... really rather crippled.  And my clothes aren't quite ready.  Ah, but if I can get the wrack up?  I can get my slacks and dress shirts to the dry cleaners, then get them stored and bound, kept clean from the vapors hereabouts.  And... then... will feel right about going back to church.  Some of it is them, some of it is me, but... the... there are plans being made.  I... will make it.  Not for them, or even me, but for Him.  He... is most worthy.  Of all my efforts.  And my knee.  Amen.