So very tired?

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Not a question.  My question is why so tired?  I can barely stand.  Something was in, and thankfully was delivered.  It's... more like Mayberry here.  Gratitude can be offered, but... I just wish I could have gotten out, and managed things myself.  So tired.

I forgot to turn the heat off in this front room until perhaps a half hour ago.  I'll turn the furnace off, shortly, as well.  I seem almost too warm.  And, yet, not?

Up to after 20:00.

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How much after?  I think just after.  But, as I realize it is bedtime, and begin... heading that way?  Time can sometimes slow down a lot.  So that what seems like a few minutes can be even a few hours.  Though, conversely, a few minutes too can seem as a few hours.  My ability to track time becomes absolutely confounded.  Though, I am pretty sure I went to bed between minutes before and a quarter after.

I didn't even hear the two alarm.  When I heard the alarm, I thought it was the two.  Nope, the four.  Which shocked me awake more than enticed me to begin getting up.  It was 54 up there, with the door open.  Still, that was fine, by me.  I did use the electric blanket to start the night.  But slept well and moderately warmly enough.  While not toasty, I never felt chilled.  Which... is enough.

Sixteen out there.

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Or was, when I woke up... between two and three.  If it has been following recent patterns, it's probably pretty much the same.  Though... why not check?  Other than it being freezing out there.  Fine.  Nope, it has warmed.  It is up to 22 F.  So, yeah.  No, the sun isn't out, if it is even really up?  Yes, probably up, but cloudy enough only some light is trickling through.

Coffee this morning, higher blood sugar this morning.  Some beef sticks for a minor breakfast.  Am planning on more toast and spaghetti sauce, if I think that is part of the problem?  Or... well... lots of things could be the problem.

Women, poetry, and holidays?

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Well, and some hair-raising terminology?  Maybe.  Maybe.

When... I accident upon a fine telling of an interesting story?  I share.

Not quite nice.

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Better though.  It was 4 F, when I got up this morning, or still in the early dark anyway.  It's up to 18 F, here a bit before ten.  Still, that is rather cold, just better.  Though, if it does what it did yesterday, and gets up to the upper twenties, that would be pleasant enough.

Keeping up on Sassy.  Her litter boxes are really pleasant, now that I can get to them.  Her water is better, as is the water I use for my drinks now that the r.o. is back in action.  As well, if it isn't on my list, I may get to work on the refrigerator.  Looking for old stuff to toss.  Perhaps clean a drawer if it has a fruit or veggie in it that has gone south.

Sometimes I wonder.

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Worry?

Do they actually... maybe... understand?  Or... even someone?

Down before 16:00.

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Not awake until three?  That's a crazy lot of sleep.  Perhaps the very little work I did yesterday was more than I had thought?  Maybe.  All I know is sleep was good.  Waking took... just a bit of effort.  I had the alarms set for two and four.  Couldn't make it up at the two, dreaded the four.  Three... worked out.

As well, I set up dishes this morning.  Not perfectly.  I did order some of those larger busboy pans.  The dish pans I have are far too small for my large pans, and even my medium pots.  good only for dishes and flatware.  I don't use dishes, so much, at this point.  If that may be changing.  If I can get ahead of things, figure out the dish washer... or more begin using it quickly.  The difficulty is that I am just one.  And only eat once or twice a day, sometime skipping meals for a week as well.  So... getting enough dishes to put in... takes time.  Ugh.  Too many, to few, always something.

More and more.

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I got two more bags of recycling ready and out.  Not a lot, but something.  That's six bags of stuff put out today.  A bit of a start.  Hoping to do at least that much daily.  As well, have success build on success.  Hopefully getting more done per day, per session, over time.  Will... see... now won't we?

As well, I got the burger fried, and a spaghetti sauce going.  Nothing fancy, but it should do.  I sniffed while it was cooking, tasted when it was finished... both hot and when it had cooled.  A bit old, but... not bad, or even freezer burn tasting.  Just... older.  And... it is!  Hopefully, in the sauce, it won't be too rough.  It really wasn't even terribly old, just... a bit old.

He is off to a good start.

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Problems, hiccups, doubts remaining, and getting some of this to be legislated?  All valid issues.  But... not first few day issues.  So far he came out of the gates swinging.  And I have serious doubts if he is finished.  Trump is doing very well.  I honestly doubted just about every thing he said.  Still do.  When millions, probably tens of millions, of illegals are repatriated?  As soon as even a quarter of the EOs are legislated, and have faced courts?  We'll revisit.

Not much to be done if this was it.  The deal has been struck, the president is alive and in place.  Well, nothing positive can be done.  Was happy to see he took the swearing in to indoors.  I truly worried he would let his hubris get him shot.  Even though I don't believe, per se, I have hope.

A bit of a surprise.

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Trash, the two bins needing sorted anyway, were finished filling then taken on out.  As well,  while at it, I collected two bags of recycling and got those out.  Nothing fancy, but it is something.

Then I started on pots and pans, for cooking anyway.  The burger smelled good.  Will find out while frying it.  If that proves out as well, I'll be able to make spaghetti meat sauce.  Otherwise I'll toss that, and just wait for fresher burger to thaw.  I also did find a larger stock pot, clean, for making the "pasta".

So hungry.

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The place is a mess.  Not sure what is available.  Not sure I can cook.  There is burger, if it is any good?  And, I'd like to make spaghetti, with the new type of noodles which are supposed to be low carb.  Need to test those.  But... would have to cook the sauce, and find a pot big enough to cook the spaghetti in.  Or is one ready?  Ugh.

Tired in a very strange way.  It is still cool, cold actually, at 7 F out there.  The sun has been up.  It just doesn't matter.  Warm in here.  Between the hot water bottle, furnace, electric heater, and hand warmer packets, oh and a cap I am wearing as it cooled off so much, I am doing fairly well.  Other than extra exhaustion.

Almost to a step now.

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Down around 19:00, again.  Up at two.  But, this time, I have the alarms set for two and four.  Now to put the breaks on, if possible.  I've got two to four hours of skid time.  Will be attempting to get back to days.  And so it starts.  It'll... last as long as it does.  

I has warmed up out there.  Earlier (the actual morning, after sunup), it got up to 4 degrees.  Almost a warm spell.  But this early dark morning?  It's way up, to 8 degrees F!  I'm thinking about a sun tanning session.  Drats, I don't have a thing to wear.  And... that would be cruel and unusual punishment... to my neighbors.  Oh well.

Well, it's about bedtime.

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I did warm, finally.  And stayed warm most of the day.  So much so I turned the heat off in this front room, and a few hours later reduced the furnace.  To 66?  Maybe not, but did kick it down.  Now I'll turn it down much more.  Oh, and with it being so cold out, I opened the door to the upstairs, in hopes it will warm a bit.  Will leave it open.

No more food, or drink.  Water, but that doesn't count.  And not much of it.  Oh, wait, I did have some potted corned beef on crackers.  Blood sugar dropped down to 107, from a fasting high of 148.  A forty one point drop is nice.  Sure, I shouldn't go off keto, let alone carnivore.  But some days... it will happen.

It's struggling to warm in here.

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The furnace is up a bit warmer.  The electric heating in here is a touch higher.  I have had a fatted coffee and a tea and chia seed breakfast to help warm me.  Am dressed warmly.  Am using the hand warmers, mostly keeping them in my pockets.  Hmm, though you know?  With my hands warm, and pockets a bit too toasty?  I just put them in my croc's.  With socks on...  Yes, laugh.  I'll take warm and socks over bare and frigid... if it only helps a bit.

Oh, and I almost always wear socks, anymore, for another reason.  When leaving my legs bare, the old wound started coming back.  Got scaly.  Couldn't seem to get that to heal.  Socks... stopped the deterioration, but couldn't fix the problem.  Which is why I used sandpaper on my leg, to remove the scaliness.  Right down to bleeding.

Awake, at two.

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I ended up being awake until 18:48 or something crazy.  Sleep was pretty good, other than being cold?  I used the electric blanket twice.  Usually only ever turning it on for a few hours.  I just woke up absolutely frigid.  Ah, it was 50 up there.  Near me.  The coldest nights, this year, so far, that I have seen, have been 54, usually closer to 57.  If I forget to shunt the furnace, it can get to 61.  So, yes.

Cold outside?  I checked after feeding Sassy and clearing her litter boxes.  Baby, it is cold out there.  Like, as in 2 below in standing air.  Though, checking around the house, there is a slight steady breeze out in the open.  Enough for a wind chill, in the unprotected areas?  I'd say yes.  And it is a colder wind than the standing air.  Just enough extra bite that you'd know it.

Nearing 16:00.

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I might make it.  Possibly even to 17:00?  Maybe.

After soup this morning, and coffee, and tea, I made chicken brats and sauerkraut again.  Not absolutely super, but not bad.  Better, this time, or seemed to be.  Maybe I just got used to it?

Right.

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That was a lot of cat litter.  But, finally, got the litter boxes emptied, and that out to the bin, then the bin out to the roadside.  About killed me.  I... have gotten weak.  Still, all good.  As well, I reset the best litter boxes.  I am considering keeping all three in play now?  Or just two?  If I keep up on them, they aren't too bad.  Though, perhaps three would just be too much to juggle?  I'm... thinking.

I enjoyed the last of the soup, and coffee.  Water until just a bit ago, then I went in for tea.  I played the game a bit.  But... ran out of steam for even that.  So went to reading, looking, listening.

Midnight waking time, again.

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So be it.  Sleep was good.  Waking was easy enough.  Not a bad world, or time.  Well, no pain anyway.  A bit sleepy, weary, even exhausted.  I can't play games all that long.  I just... burn out after a half hour or so.  Mostly just drifting around the internet, looking for something.

I was glad to see Trump moved the swearing in ceremony to a safer venue.  If... he actually did that.  Difficult to know.  Wiser than I thought, if so.  He really is a showman.  Perhaps having a public ear piercing taught him something, and maybe allowed him to understand that his security wasn't... his.  Oh, they would have cried over the spilled milk, if he had died.  But... either were chosen for their incompetence, or were in on the gig.  Still, indoors.  Good.  And, probably well out of the zone intended.  How many democrats were going to be in attendance?  Jews?  Can I see your hand, friend?  Just... curious.

Nothing.

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Nothing  done.  I have made it awake to 15:00, or just about.  By the time I close up shop and get to bed, it will be that or after.  Fancy?  Maybe not.  But it's... a bit more than yesterday.  Even haven awaken around midnight, was it?  Not a long day.  Given my state, the weather, and else, it is good.

As warm as the temp is, in the house?  I feel cool to cold.  Not sure what the problem is.  It was 20 out there around sunup, or sunup plus a few hours.  Between the sun hitting the roof, and electric heating, this front room is up to over 81.  This is as close to a sun room as I have in the house.  I think that is a part of it.

A new way.

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I have a horrible time trying to make omelets.  Why?  I don't know.  I have tried to make them in cast, in stainless, and in high carbon pans.  I have attempted to use the flattop griddle.  Well, I think that is every way I have tried.  Very unsuccessfully.  I end up just... calling them scrambled eggs, and trying to removed them before they more than browned.

I... want omelets.  Especially, with things in it.  Onion, meats of various sorts, some veggies, mushrooms, and cheese.  Sometimes a lot of things, sometimes just a few things.  I really like omelets.  Not much else I can do about it, I thought.

Down at...

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I think 14:00~15:00?  About then.  Right in there.  I didn't want to go to bed so early, wanted to push through at least to 17:00.  Couldn't.  I... pushed... ten minutes after checking time, and thinking on things.  I could not stay awake a moment longer.

Sleep was very good.  Though my feet and lower legs felt cool, cold even.  I say felt, because when actually tested, touched, they were just fine.  It's a nerve thing, probably due to too many years of diabetes.  Neuropathy?  Or some such.  A form of it?  Something.