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Ah, started writing the last post at 21:06.  It was excruciating writing it.  Was so hot and tired from the run to town.  Nausea all day.  All last week, last month?  Bitters!  I'll see if I have some.  Plumb forgot.  Plum?  :p  A form of heat exhaustion, though fat tolerance oddities too again?  And simple pains aplenty.  Oh, not asking for sympathy, or empathy.  Just explaining what plagued through the day, then tripped up my writing.

Mother had recent problems.  Was upset.  I explained, that at least for me?  I think God has kept me alive to help me learn humility.  I... didn't tell her another part.  That I allowed her to live with me to further my lessons.

Embarrassingly coming true.  But not in the way I feared.  Far worse, far more humbling.  I thought I would be humbled in serving her.  The exact opposite is the truth.  Receiving the grace of service, without anger or hatred in it, is far more humbling.  God... up to His gracious old wonders.  So be it.

Now to check on things.  I think water and ice are good.  Tea is readied.  Perhaps a bite to eat?  Yes.  And night meds.  Would like a shower, but two in one day?  Yes, after midnight last, and mid morning.  Tomorrow morning though.

I will work on the last boxes, set up hoses for watering tomorrow night?  What else?  Oh, bringing water in, carbonated, canned, boxed.  I left it out there because I was done with the heat.  Sixteen twelve packs.  Should be enough for a few months, three maybe?

A short night.  Maybe a body shower?  To cool and clean.  Still warm.  Yea.  Later or good night again.