Some quiet for a while.

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Help arrived.  The ps5 account was sorted.  And I was able to update my phone.  that was sorely needed too.  Then I began installing old games I had thought, potentially, lost.  As well, I was shown how to do a minor mechanical repair.  Then performed the task under supervision.

Since money, again, wasn't requested, a minor gift.  Perhaps he thought it a silly thing.  And, in modern times with far easier methods, it is.  Still, I hope he found some satisfaction with it.  If ever needed, little else will quite do.

I finally pulled the ac from mother's window, one of them.  She should sleep slightly warmer.  I had held off because I had thought the task beyond me.  It... was far easier than my fears had led me to believe, I am far stronger than I sometimes can suppose.

Sleeping so often and so long leaves one in a state of seeming weakness.  There is some truth to that, just not always as much as I might fear.  I didn't tremble, shake, or have any strain whatsoever.  Oddly, I had far more trouble putting it in?  Strange.  But maybe I was exhausted from many things that day or week.

A bit of gaming on new and old games, if not to the dlc I was finally able to access.  The, really, main thrust behind getting the Internet going and ps5 signed back in.  Though I did get all of the games back on and that dlc on and downloaded... which took hours.  I was absolutely shot by the time I finished.  All good.

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I dreamed I was passing some men, from my church.  They were, as they do, quietly mocking my toils.  I saw one among them, who should have known better.  And there are some who don't go along with the mob to start.  I thought about saying, f u.  But, was inspired, and wouldn't let him off so easily.  I said, whatsoever you do to the least of these, and kept on my way.  I suspect, when I am not there, he is their target.

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Mom asked what for today, after I took the trash out, meaning this morning... the new day.  I told her nothing.  She has had cause to perturb my sleep for nearly a week.  And more.  I am sleeping for the next week or two.  I... so need sleep.  I hurt, I ache, my innards are a mess, everything feels wrong and off.

I haven't been whitening my teeth the last two days, either.  Too much, as I understand things, going on to figure the time for four hours just for that in hectic changing schedules and demands.  But I have been brushing three times, and using other minor tricks to attempt to maintain in the interim.  Tomorrow, and going forth, back to it.  As well, I will have to order whitening paste.  Ugh. 

On back to sleep.  Just... blogging to... sort, think, plan, empty a few things from my brain pan.  When they remove blogger, I will manually journal?  Then... burn the journals as time passes.  That is coming up.  Two months, or so.  They have informed me, given me a date.  Good night.