A bit surprised.

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The potatoes finished rather quickly, after that last post.  I got to them before they became mushy.  I took three for dinner, put the other two in with the veggies on reserve, then set the crockpot to the warm setting.  I did refresh the roast, a bit ago.  The water was too cold to really do much for thawing, so I replaced it with fresh warm water, and set a timer for an hour.

It'll be a while before that is finished cooking.  Four hours, I can hope.  If more like five or six hours?  I'll start checking at three and a half hours, as with the roast beef.  This one is bone-in, so that usually takes longer.  Looking forward to something good to eat.

While tinkering, I'll game.  As well, perhaps begin trying to get the kitchen cleaned up.  It's been a bit.  I fell, had troubles, but made several meals.  Pots, pans, dishes, utensils big and small.  Might not work fast, but... I'll... try to get some of it going.  Trash out too, recycling.  You know the drill.

Oh, mother suggested that I call my brother.  She said he said he had tried to get through.  I don't think so.  His number hasn't showed up.  I don't have him blocked, but it would still show up as having tried to call.  Not sure if she is trying to start trouble, or solve it.  Women, mothers... sometimes the same danged things?  :p  But... yeah.  Oh, no hate.  I'll call, next time I'm up, and well awake, at a reasonable hour.

That, or he was jacking her.  For... his own purposes, or lost in his own delusions.  Not a complaint, I... go there sometimes.  We all do.  Think... we did what we wanted to do, or thought we had, possibly even just what we dreamed?  No worries, as mentioned, I will call.  I am not the best... son... but I attempt to be dutiful, to some degree.  As... son... so too... brother?  So it goes.

No, not just when I am awake.  Tomorrow... or... actually... this morning, I will be awake at a time I could call.  But by that time, I will be so tired and my throat so dry, speaking would be difficult.  I have limits.  I don't call, if I can't talk, unless something is really vital.  But, soon.  I'll try to push through my days and nights, back to a norm, asap.  Hey, I really do what I can, but only that.  I do have limits.

Back to gaming, until the alarm goes off.  Then I'll probably just put the roast in, turn it up to high, and let it cook until I can get a more complete meal.  All good.  Later.