Definitely cold.

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I had two windows open last night.  It got seriously cold, windy, and if not wet at least moist.  Precipitation in the air, if not actually falling.  I about froze before I could shake awake enough to realize the problem and close the closest window.  For the longest time, I just shivered, and burrowed ever deeper into blankets and the duvet.  Gratefully, I did wake and solve the problem.  Almost surprised I didn't get frostbite... seriously.

Up this morning.  Had to get trash and recycling out.  As well, put Jasmine out.  Just for a bit.  It was still frigid, the air seemed moist, and the wind was yet wicked.  So I just put her out for long enough to do whatever function seemed good, then brought her back in.  She actually did want back in, so was easy to sort.

Coffee, vids, water resets, and a few other things.  Meds?  Forgotten... again.  Bleh.  Then I let Jasmine back out for a bit more, fed all the critters, and reset mom's coffee.  She had, it seems, awaken in the evening, thinking it was morning, and started her coffee.  She gets confused... sometimes, on this and many things.

She woke a bit later.  Hemming and hawing, biting her lip, about something.  A few short discussions.  Then she talked about getting her own place.  I have no problem with that.  Though... we should check something out first.  So a plan is in the works.

She thinks, if so, she will take the cats (and definitely Jasmine).  I balked at that, though... after thinking on it?  Maybe so.  If so?  I can try to sell and move to the Philippines, Vietnam, Argentina, or some such.  This would free me up to finally go, see if I could find a wife... have a few children.  Late, definitely, is the hour.  But it isn't, and won't, ever get any earlier.

No problem for my part.  Sell, rent the place, who knows.  Depends on how much rent, possible sale offers, and such.  No, I think she thought I would be upset.  Not at all.  She now has many friends.  To get her out for groceries, and else.  I could probably leave the washer and dryer for her... among many other things if she wants those things.

She asked about her bed.  I bought it.  Amicable, is what she was asking.  Of course she can have it.  I don't use such things.  And, probably, many other things.  Not my good vacuum, but the smaller one.  Unless I do end up moving, of course.  Then almost everything is possible to gift.  Not my better china, but some of the regular plates, with the stated caveat.  No, she would be well set up... even a big pack of t.p., perhaps some kleenex, paper towels, kitchen towels, the towels I bought her.  I simply won't play hardball, not my gig.  Though, some things are mine.  

Don't look back in anger?  I'll not look back at all.  Call, from time to time.  But, free.  We'll see about a few things first.  But I am good whichever way any wind blows.  Almost excited that... I may be freed to go, try.  Who knows, but... there is a possible way through, out.  If given the chance, the dice roll well elsewise, I will fly.  Later.