Problems?

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Solutions.

Someone has been using my sink, in the bathroom, to clean oily, greasy, hands, tools, or something.  I have been setting things up so that it is more difficult to get in.  But that doesn't completely stop all of the activity.  They used to leave the bathtub and sink like that, now just the sink.

Well, that was causing a backup, or slow drain anyway.  But, right at the moment, just in the sink.  I have stuff for that, and it works quite well.  But I had to get the mechanical drain plug out.  I... first had to tinker, to remember... exactly... how to remove that.

Some have a hook, which can be undone from the bar.  This one has to have to bar removed from behind the drain pipe.  I was, after a bit of tinkering, able to sort that out and get it done.  A bit of tinkering... then... oh yeah... best put the bar and attachment assembly back on, or drain water will go out the back as surely as it will go down the pipe.  Check... right after a dose of reality hit the floor.

Fine.  So, I had to chase Sam out.  But she was just in seeing what I was up to.  Didn't like getting chased out.  Women and underfoot, cat, human, dog... all the same.  Anyway, yeah.  The chemical puts off rather strong odors, and Sam doesn't smell so well these days.  I opened the window, put stuff down, ran hot water... which activates the stuff, shut the door and got out for a while.  I turned on a fan, too.

A bit later, I returned and gave it another shot of stuff and hot water.  Then, again, scooted and let it do it's work.  Returning a bit later, it seems to have done it's work.  Then, to degrease the sink.  It really gets filthy.  I had been wondering if it was backup, from the septic tank.  Which... might have been true if it was both the tub and sink (at least, but lets just say they offered relief enough that it didn't get to other plumbing drains).

The problem with it just being the sink is... that wouldn't happen.  Assuming the above assumption, it would need both.  Further, it really wouldn't bring grease in.  I don't put grease out.  No.  This is someone using my sink for washing filthy greasy hands, or parts/equipment.  I better not catch whoever is doing it.

Yes, I sleep so hard I wouldn't know.  I try to keep the place locked up, but... you can't keep the dishonest out.  It happens rarely, anymore.  Though, I am not sure if it is a misuse, or if it is sabotage.  I best not ever catch them doing it.  Things, people, will be broken.

Anyway, I just had to finish up.  To one degree, the good thing about doing this was I was finally able to get the drain plug set back up correctly.  I have been having to manually reach behind and down, and pull the bar.  I may have to work on it more, but I got it fairly tight and well done.  Still, you know how these things go.

After that, I used degreaser in the sink basin.  It did work.  The last stuff I tried didn't work well.  Too mild.  This stuff is... nasty.  Rubber gloves and eye protection highly recommended.  It did work.  But it also tells me that the stuff in the sink wasn't backup.  It was something being added to the sink, down through it.  As I said, misuse/abuse or sabotage, that I don't know.  There are some who... would do so, locally.  On both sides of various fences.

But, for now, it is done.  I used some of the new degreaser on somethings in the tub, but that didn't work.  I don't know what it is in there.  It looks like grease, but has had no reaction to any degreaser, soap, or various other cleaning supplies I have tried.  I have no idea what they put in there, or dumped in.  It's been a while, is wearing off a bit, but... I just don't know.

As I was finishing, I was beginning to feel very off.  Couldn't be blood sugar.  I just had a pan of beans and burger.  With a small dose of insulin.  But, I was wrong.  Blood sugar had dropped to 58!  This is really becoming annoying!  I do little and it crashes, I do a lot and it ends up over 200.  I wonder if they are adding things to some of my food in the fridge.  You aren't paranoid if they really are out to get you.

A couple of rolls of glucose tabs later, and I'm almost feeling human again.  Well... as human as a non-human can feel.  Later.

We... well... That is strange.

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I didn't get to bed until 05:00.  Between eats and... actually that is all, but several meals, blood sugar got to 165.  I kept rising, without more food, after the 135 reading.  I had t o do it.  On the good side, blood sugar is back down to a more reasonable 143 this morning.  I can do that.  Glucose tabs usually, I say usually because they didn't last time, wreck my fasting blood sugar, putting it into the 190's to even upper 200's.  This is much more amenable.  

So... one can of beans and protein can brings things back from the edge.  A can of fruit?  While I am sure, in finality, it did help with the rise, it really doesn't help much with stopping the plunge.  If there is a way to skip that, and go straight to a meal of protein and beans, I... could do better, and not raise it quite so much.  But there has to be pre-cooked meat crumble on hand.  I keep beans as part of my mid-term stocks.  Like it or not, they come in handy in emergencies.  As do buckets of dry beans, but those are stored airtight, with dehumidifiers and else in there.  Not for mid-term.

Hmm, though I do wonder if lentils would work?  Those are fast to cook, and might be a bit more gentle on diabetes?  But still with enough carbs to stop a plunge?  I'll have to try.  I'm looking for efficiency of effect.  Just a stop, and a slight rise... to around 100, plus up to ten or twenty.  I am getting to stop and stay below even 190, so... it's a start.

Even with the late bedtime, I am up, have done chores, and after yesterday afternoon and this morning, believe I know where I want the post for the hammock.  I want to check closer to noon and into early afternoon as well.  But I think the best spot, with the least sun, is where I thought I would put it yesterday.  It'll get a blast of sun in the morning, but even that, some of it will be in the shade.  The other place I thought of was getting a later sun, plus early sun, and seems to get it longer by the looks of things.

Up at 10:00?  Ugh.  But I don't feel bad.  I took, pretty much, the last of my acetaminophen last night.  So I ordered more.  It's expensive, no matter where you go or how you get it.  But, at I remember, this bottle cost more, had weaker pills, and fewer of them.  I will still keep aspirin on hand, stronger dosages... for if anything goes wrong.  An aspirin can keep a stroke or heart attack from doing as much damage, if taken... chewed actually... right away... even as a mere precaution.  They used to have me on aspirin, but it caused too many nose bleeds for a daily.  I'm not sure why they changed from having me take it daily to not having me take it at all?  The liver?  Kidneys?  But I know to keep aspirin on hand.  *wink*

It is wonderful to wake clean.  That shower was worth pushing for.  Otherwise I would have waken grimy, caked in dust and old sweat, and with a dirty bed.  I probably need to change the linens, and put the mat out to sun for the day... or soon.  While not completely trashed, not bad at all today actually, mostly, given all, I am... a bit worn.

I can't swear what I could do.  I'd like to open the kitchen up, for food prep, at least a bit.  Get trash out, if possible.  Tending the girls isn't a chose.  And chores have been finished for the morning.  I don't think I will need to feed or water the rabbits again today, but I like to stop in and see them... for them and for myself.  And I should close up the duck feed shortly.  Plus, I'll need to open feed back up for them later.  

I might be a bit burned today.  While I was, mostly, inside.  Just the bit being on the road, during the hot part of the day, seems to have gotten to me.  The sun is back in a position to burn.  And is out enough to do so.  But I am out there, two to five times a day.  You'd think that would count for something as to tanning slight.  I'm out for probably two to four hours a day anymore.  Albeit mostly in the shade, save the bit walking to the outbuilding or rounding the place for inspections with Sergeant Sam at my three o'clock, in step.

Okay, there are some aches... but nothing like I thought there would be.  What truly hurts are my feet.  They are difficult to walk upon.  So strange, they were least used, actually.  It doesn't mean I can do much.  But I do intend to try.  Maybe a nap around noon?  If I need it.  Have a great Sunday.  Get to church if possible.  Either way, if you say prayers, add me to them, as friend or enemy.  All is good.  Later. 

Not bad.

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Not bad at all.  I got out there and started on the cages.  I set up one of the empty ones close.  It had to have a feeder, waterer, and the vertical hay feeder set up.  Done?  Yes, and surprisingly quickly.  I learned how to use the rebar tie kit almost... intuitively.  Not that it is difficult, but some people... are... some people.  I... can't remember, always, if I am one of those some people.

I fixed all the rest of the hay feeders, with the latches a friend brought.  I set a few other things to rights, and then put one of the males into his own little cage.  I will probably be moving these guys out the outbuilding.  He is my tester.  I hope he does well, will tell the next few days.

Then I went out to the cages in the outbuilding.  Four were set up, if two may have been set wrongly... the feeder... too high.  It took a bit, using tin snips to cut through.  I would have fixed it then and there, but I started seeing stars.  Stars?  It isn't that hot.  Ah!  Diabetes?

I can't say it is too bad, yet.  But blood sugar is 90.  That is with 25 cc's of the slow acting last night, and 8 cc's twice, with two of my three meals.  Very light meals though.  I probably should put something else together to eat.  I am not up to a larger or cooked meal...  Oh, I have bratwursts left over, and eggs.  Oh, better, I think I have bacon!  I really do like bacon and eggs.  Even still.  Especially the gooder stuff, and cooked very well.  I... have improved, and it does improve taste, texture, and else.

Anyway.  So, yes.  After I sort out food, and if that allows me to feel better, then on to a shower and shave.  And, maybe, sorting out a cleaning solution.  Then, perhaps, some cleaning in the bathroom.  It won't be a lot.  But it is something.  It is... if nothing else... a start.  That is all I can every hope for, after stoppages and slow-downs.

I think things might pick up, or soon.  We did get the start of some weather.  Wind, and clouds.  Something is coming, or in a hurry to pass through.  Time will tell.  Medicine has all been taken, save nightly slow acting insulin.  No other insulin will be had.  Day medicine has been taken.  All good.  Later, or good night?

A new cool tool?

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I don't know how cool it is?  New, yes.  It... may be cool.  If it works.

When trying to get things attached to the rabbit cages, the effort hasn't been greatly successful.  The wire gets bound, or the needlenosed pliers catch and don't really get the solid tight grip hoped.  It looks good, or right, but I get the feeling that there is room for the rabbits to push out and get out.

This, however, I am hoping, will twist the wire ties down to a very solid grip.  Further, while I can use the ties that came with it, I am betting, with just a bit of work, I could use whatever gauge of whichever metal wire that might work.  I can craft little ties, if need be.  I am too tired to tinker today, but they arrived a bit ago.

Oh... I did find out what the attempted billing was.  It was for a game I stopped playing a very long time ago.  They were letting the Chinese, and other hackers, break in and use the game anyway.  I couldn't keep the game to myself, so stopped playing.  I am sure I never put it on autopay.  Thankfully my bank called it.  They must get enough complaints about that company.  Done and done.

As for work today?  I am still hoping so.  It isn't terribly warm, but at 50, calm, and mostly sunny, I did turn off the furnace and open windows and doors to a degree.  Plus I put a fan on up here in the front room.  It is 68 inside.  Well, at the moment.  I can't quite tell if it is still dropping, though maybe not.

I had turned the furnace up yesterday, and until I shut it off.  I had it at 74, because I needed warmth yesterday.  I had left it off for a few days, accidentally, and just not been able to be aware of the problem.  Which added to the misery index, as the house had dropped to 62.  Okay sleeping temp, not a good working or living temp.  So, it might still be dropping.  I don't mind down to 66, if I am not working... or... actually better if I am working.  If working, 66 feels like the 70's.

I did get the cat litter managed.  Two fresh boxes, and one with some of the best of the old litter.  All cleared, completely.  I also got that and much of the trash ready to go.  That which was in the can.  I need to finish getting trash from here and there.  If I can do that, and a shower, and a break, the hope is to start dishes, and maybe run a load of laundry... to be hung.  Maybe two if I think I can get them both out.

Who knows.  I have done a bit.  Still surrounded in a cocoon of pain, but... as that shell of warmth when swimming in cold water, there is an odd comfort from it.  I... don't always understand, though I think this is about the balance of it.  Nothing hurts too terribly if I don't think about it.  And with everything hurting, it all become a background noise-like thing.  Nothing stands out.  It is comforting because I am so... familiar with it.

I have heard that a saint suggested we should embrace suffering.  For, in heaven, there will not be a chance at it.  I... am... thinking that saint might be a bit dingy.  But... there... may be something to it.  I... go back and forth on that.  Still, I... have a place for it.  I do believe those, as with me when I was there, in purgatory, can use it.  And I send it.  As well, if accepted in a humbling way, it does bring me to Christ and a better understanding of His walk.  And His path, and contemplation of it, does make my path much easier.  Amen.

Tools? Toys?

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Both.  Although toys which can take an arm or leg, or do very bad things.

I can't sleep more.  I can't quite get to work.  So I am looking over tools.  A tool has become available for potential use, two actually.  I suppose three, if I pushed it.  Other tools are being considered.  Not by me, at the moment.  To be honest, I'm not terribly familiar with all these tools.  So... I went looking.  Power tools, with blades of one sort or another.

In, mostly.

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Done?  Is it ever done?  Finishing is just a beginning.  Still, most arranged.  The rabbits, more than suspected, are home, fed, watered, and caged.  The new ducks are in.  Oh, my, but such a day.  Work was done, to get the cages we built set up.  Perhaps more arrangement tomorrow.  But it will be lighter work, mostly.  As well, tarps over the rabbits.

As for cages?  I was thinking it would be four.  And, well, technically, it was.  But four groups of cages.  The least had two cages, the most had four.  I think, sum total, there were twelve actual spaces, plus more to come.  One of the arriving cages is toast, but has bits for repair of the other cages, and could do in a pinch.  I would guess there are three to seven cage spaces which could be used for kitting.  And, the three we built, can be used for kitting.  So... yea...  I have plenty of space.

Not all of the cages can fit the buildings, but the critters can be outside.  Actually, all of them are outside tonight.  If with tarps over them.  Some of them had been as such where they came from.  And the few in the outbuilding had open doors, so only the wind was kept from them.  So very good.  This... gives me plenty of space.

As well, I picked up eight more rabbits.  Mini rexes.  Four male, four female.  And they dress out to about five pounds, if I wish them for food.  Oh, and I have asked for another male, full size rex, in case something happens to the untried buck.  If you guys think human females are... difficult... if a female rabbit doesn't get ridden right, or is ignored by the male, she might have his balls for lunch.  If he is too timid, she might end up riding him to his infertility.  Yea...  You have it easy.  *grins*

Anyway... everything is set up and stationed for the night.  A few rearrangements tomorrow.  I think I will put Hazel, my experienced doe, in the outbuilding.  As well as, several others and at least one of the new cage decks, possible two if they will fit.  I would rather have all the breeding sets out in the outbuilding, saving the cages closer to the house for feeders.

On another front, yesterday, something... popped... in my chest.  I thought, initially, it was a pulled muscle.  A few pops and... so...  I couldn't tell exactly what happened.  It didn't feel too bad, if I suspected something would become better defined, as to the problem.  And, finally, it did.  Thinking back, it was like a plastic case on something, roughly attached.  And you squeeze it, and something pops?  Right.  That... was my rib cage.  The right side.  I... don't think it was quite ready for what I was putting it through.

I tried to ignore.  I tried to cover.  Not sure I did well, if I'm pretty sure they just thought I was extra tired.  My ribs aren't fully attached, or something.  Breathing can be difficult and painful.  No worries, I have had worse, even just in the rib area.  But, I do need, after tomorrow, to take some down time.  And I do mean downtime.  Perhaps a week, where all I do is feed these, those, and self, and no more than lighter domestics and business calls.  Nerves, muscle, and bone in there feel rather loose, disjointed, bad.  I'll just get through the last of it.

But, it is finally done!  Or... set up to be done shortly.  Then to begin feeding and else.  Ugh!  A bit more blogging, then on to bed.  Good night.

So tired.

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Before long, after that last post, I crashed hard.  Sometime between 06:00 and 08:00, I went back to bed.  I did leave the door unlocked.  I barely heard the request from downstairs, to wake.  But I did hear, replied, and got going.  So very tired.  It was about 10:00 when I woke again.  So very very tired.  Even so, to work.  Uhrm, work?  Yes.

Two more cages were constructed.  The lids are yet to do.  If part of the day ended up as a shopping spree.  Drill bits, wood screws of various sorts... I meant to get wood glue, a new breaker, if I think the old one is good.  Bits and pieces, here and there.  So very, very, very tired.  Oh, and cleaned and mostly cleared the work area, then dragged magnets to remove metal.  I will sweep, soon, and run a magnet again.  It will be nice to have the garage back.

I will probably be building a few more cages, and maybe an outdoor run, or two... for rabbits and chicks.  Ugh.  That construction won't happen until I... get rest, get back on keto, get back on meds, and... again... rest... for a month or two.  So... very tired.  Did I mention how tired I am?  Sore, achy, filthy, ugly, very, tired.  But I'll... get it done.

The rabbits will be here, at their new home, in their cages, tomorrow.  Cages will have to be set up.  Two more lids on, plus shelving, as well as possibly a repair on the roof... from the tree damage.  Since I have to cut one of the 'tin' roof parts, to be used for repairs on the roof, I will use some of that to create excrement diversion panels, so cages can be stacked.  Otherwise bottom cage dwellers would catch all the... flak.

As for larger cages?  Okay.  I may simply create tables for those, and buy tarps to use as outdoor systems for the large healthier kits when it is time to ween them.  I don't know, but... at this point, it'll have to be made to work out.  Ugh.  It's about time to get the ducks in, or shortly.  Then cool down for an hour or two.  Then on to bed.  Not sure I will say good night later.  Will probably just realize it is closing time, and dive for the exit.  So... good night.  Sleep well.  Work hard.  And, if you can, die only once.  I'm hoping the fourth... or seventh... or tenth... whatever number is truly next... is the lucky number.  :o  :p  Seriously.  Good night bunny hoppers and all.

Not doing well.

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No pain, oddly.  No general suffering.  Sometimes mild body aches, headaches, and such.  Aspirin or advil seem to fix that.  I can't use aspirin as often as I would like... every other time.  A few doses in a row and I begin to have nose bleeds.  So, I... mix and match.  It's what I've got.  Sleep is good.  And, while not exhausted... or without the sensation... my ability to function is broken.

Even cooking meals is mostly beyond me.  Oh, but... I do have charcoal and lighter fluid.  I really need to thaw the right meats!  Yes, that... would help.  Such a simple thing, but I keep... losing track?  So difficult to just... remember to work.  Something is simply off.  I have turned up the heat, I dress warmly, I eat... something... probably often enough?  Not keto, but... food.

I have been keeping up on the cats and ducks.  But that is about as much as I have been able to do.

Oh, it looks like the bleeding from my hands is... partially... returning.  I had asked to be relieved of that, and have been.  Taking extra care has helped.  The wounds had almost completely disappeared.  Usually it starts with what looks like flaking skin, then it punctures, then they just become a general wound area... sometimes more bloody, sometimes scabbed.  One of the wounds could have been from work, but the other two spots not so much.  Nothing on my legs, or anywhere else, for the moment.  *sigh*

The hope is for a shower today.  And to find my cell phone.  The darned thing keeps disappearing.  I had hoped to call my mother today.  Perhaps my brother?  And perhaps send a text to a busy friend.  I had it upstairs, on my bed, last night.  I tossed it on the made bed, but couldn't find it when I was about to tuck in.

I ripped the bed apart when I woke.  Nowhere to be found.  I checked the most likely other places it could be, to no avail.  So far.  I really don't know where it would have been put.  I set it right on top of the bed, and am pretty sure I didn't move it after that.  Maybe, but if so, there is no recall.  Yea, there is more than just me in here.  Sometimes human, and stealing... but sometimes other... with it's own plans... or just plain ornery notions.  Ghosts?  Demonic?  Devilish?  A mix?  Things do get moved.  Believe as you wish.

Anyway... the hope is to do one more search for the phone, then get a shower in, then work on cages.  I have three sides to refit.  As well, if I can, I would like to start figuring out how to install the cage that has all parts ready.  If nothing else, perhaps use wood screws for the short term?  I still think, for the most part, my original idea will work, if I can get to it.  

I have simply been so out of it, foggy of mind, lost...  I keep thinking about it, hoping.  Today, perhaps.  Later.

A very good sleep and wake.

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Oh, a little rough.  I don't think it will, typically, get better.  This is as good of a morning as I will get for the rest of my life.  Perhaps a terribly exceptional day, once or twice a year?  One can hope.  Advil before bed, a shower, a freshly made bed, and with warm pj's and else.  It all lead to a very good sleep and a reasonable wake.  So much work for such a small reward, if the options can be far worse.

The ducks are out and fed.  The girls have gotten a snack, and their litter has been cleaned.  Teeth brushed, and a bite for breakfast, but just a bit.  Now to wake.  I am hoping to get out to it by noon.  The first objective is shortening the front and edges of the second cage, and what ever else adjustments are required.  then, maybe, creating a platform upon which that can be set.

Towels have been washed, and are just waiting to be dealt with.  I think that is it for laundry, if folding remains.  A lot of folding.  Dishes will be started as I am going out to work on the cages.  Ugh... I keep failing to get those done.  But I mostly keep them... ready.  Water isn't allowed to sit in with them, which fouls rather quickly, requiring a rewash.  I will put the other dishes away, finally, today... as I need to get meat out and thawing for the week.  Chicken, ribs, and various ground meats.

Who knows, but I think, even with a single short work period each day, I could have the cages together in just a few days.  Getting so close... with some successes behind me.  Keeping food available, and not clogging up food prep and cleaning needs is part of the trick.  I'll keep at it until it is done.  I am hoping in just a few days.  Two sessions today might well see the second cage all fitted, and the first cage actually installed.  Maybe.  Later.

A good start.

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Finding parts, bits, and such always takes more time than expected.  Still, it went quickly enough, quickly than anticipated.  Not done yet, of course.  I don't even have one cage fully assembled.  What I do have is all the parts assembled, and dry fit, for the first cage.  I will need shims, wood levers, and a few other things to hold the thing together.  The hinges went in fairly well.  Finding a better place to chisel would be good.  I think, for now, it... will just have to do as is.

The dryfit went rather well.  As well, I measured for the second story, and added wood pieces for the side cage parts.  I'll have to add front and back remnants so as to create a platform, and of course a ramp.  As well, I will need to figure out a separation piece.  Well, and the other cage needs partially refit, as well as everything I am doing with this first cage.

A break.  If I can get back to it tonight, no need to walk back and forth, dry fitting, or such.  All I really need to do is resize those parts... for tonight... assuming I can.  It is about time for food.  I am having another fatted coffee.  It's only about 40 out there, but I went with it.  It was plenty warm, even for my hands.  A hot fatted coffee before starting allows for working in even a lot cooler weather, even if I can't use gloves.

I sure hope to get more done tonight.  I am quite happy with two or three hours, but would like to do more.  I am almost certain it is possible.  No guarantees.  But... yeah.  I am excited.  I honestly would like to try to get it done in plenty of time, before the last deadline.  I might even be able to pick them up.  At least the animals...  Probably.  I'd have to count my coin first, but... yea.

Later.

Very odd.

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I was awake until... 20:30?  20:00?  No later, I believe.  Only awake that late because I missed my nap, then decided to stay awake until dark to put the ducks up.  Then just could not sleep until even later.  I slept until 09:00.  I woke several times before, 07:00, then nearly or a bit after 08:00.  Waking wasn't possible.  The sun is out today, so that is helping.  Light!  Darkness, as with yesterday, made doing anything nearly impossible.  Or... it seemed dark yesterday.

Ducks have been let out, the cats have been fed, and I have had breakfast.  The goal is a shower, then what was planned yesterday.  I keep thinking I can, but can't.  I'll... keep at it.

I think the reason I slept so long was that it was so warm?  Yea, I think so.  It is rather warm.  Even yesterday, it was in the 50's, even with the overcast nature of the day, and quite early... when I was letting the ducks out, or maybe earlier?  I can't remember exactly.  Life is a bit... difficult lately.  Memory, waking, sleeping, it's all... mixed up.  Sleeping a great deal, not able to wake as fully as would be needed to work.  It'll... come around, soon enough.

I should set an alarm for a few hours, with the hopes of taking a shower right about then.  Then get to work on the cages.  I really think they could go together quickly, if the plan works.  But there will have to be some engineering on the fly, even now.  The plans are... reasonably sorted.  But there are always, and I mean always, problems.  Still, a few hours at a time.  I suspect I can get a side and the bottom hinged, and installed, in one run.

Getting the far end installed will be and engineering project.  I need to make it so that it can slide the length direction of the cage, to allow the hinge(s) to fold.  But it also has to be able to be pinned in, somehow, so it doesn't fall apart.  As well, I have to do something to deal with the gaps due to the lack of square of the building... and maybe the cage pieces being off.  Tricky, really is.  A solid piece of wood would work, but it might well make it so that the cage can't be taken down without tearing things down.  I don't want to have to rip wood and nails out every time I need to clean.  Many problems with that.

Still, I... have a notion in my mind.  A wooden extended open square, into which remnant pegs could be installed... just removing these as needed, then sliding the end into where the begs were.  Couldn't be a square, but could be an "L"?  Maybe.  I'll know more when I get to that point.  Installing it will take odd structural supports, on the unsupported corner.  But on the wall, it should be easy... easy enough.  Probably.

Those are the only two areas which will be more complicated.  The rest should be okay.  Later.

As much as was possible in an hour and change.

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It... wasn't much.  I got the side screens finished.  But... no.  Height, not width.  Back to it.  I measured and dryfit, but with the angles being so off, and the limits of my skills... it's going to fit, but be ugly.  I had hoped to hinge in one side, and just sort of dry peg the bottom in, so I can get the poop out.  Not sure that is possible, with the angles.  Yeah...

It is arranged, so that it all fits.  It's merely a matter of fully installing.  That one cage... probably.  Since the goal is to make both cages the same size, I may go ahead, when I catch my breath, and stitch the last two sides together... or... refit them.  Then, see if one of those will fit better.  There is one side that just... isn't exactly as I would wish it.

It is messy, slow, and not great quality.  It is getting done.  Too hot, far too fast though.  I am taking insulin, but will be checking every few hours.  I hit the potassium pretty heavy, and added a general electrolyte and sea kelp additive to my regime, for now.  When I get fluids, electrolytes, and insulin back under some sort of control, I will add in the rest of the medicine.  I think those can be done, so I am not fighting ten to one, just... three... or four... problems at a time.

I'll be down for a few hours.  So thirsty, dry, and yet still swollen.  It... all... balances, at some point.  Or I die.  Or... again.  Whatever.  I'll do my best and see what happens.  Later.

Up, and... going?

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Sleep was quite nice.  I think I went to bed around 21:00? 20:00?  Somewhere... in there.  No real clue.  Was so tired, and failing so quickly, I...  I did look.  I tried to remember.  The mind was no more at my command than body. I woke right around 3:00, so six or seven hours.  It doesn't sound much, but I had waken at 16:00?  Or... almost 17:00, now, as I remember.  Short sleeps, but not naps.  Short wake times.  Breakfast, part of it, is already down.  A fatted coffee is next.

Dishes were set up.  I need to put away the dry dishes before hitting those.  I have enough meat out for a while.  So... if the new dishes sit there for a while, it's all okay.  Still, I would like to get those put up shortly, and get back on track with dishes, but back in the kitchen.  Laundry should be done.  I can try to get that all handled, and start washing blankets and getting the bed set up for winter.  It's not quite there, but it's one the way.

I won't start working outside until around 08:00~10:00.  It's a weekend, and it's good to let fold rest just a bit.  So I may end up getting a nap in.  No guarantees, just a suspicion.  I had set the alarms for 08:00 and 10:00, so... all I have to do is initiate the alarms if I decide a nap is necessary.  Oh, but I think the clock upstairs might still be off?  Then again, I thought one of these down here was off, until I realized it was set on central time.  I KNEW I had set the thing, and thought several times.  So tired, memory for some little things is weak.

Just a bit of blogging and digital surfing before... figuring the rest of the day out.  Well, and those little domestic chores.  Oh... and... Sam...  I purchased fur removal gloves, and a brush, for the girls.  But Sam... is starting to smell... badly... peri-area bad... urine, mostly.  She is in her 20's.  She is allowing, easily, my used of the fur thinning gloves.  So, I may see if there is something I can do to help with the rest.  It isn't her fault, and I want her to live with as much final dignity as possible.  The world gets... scary, and a bit... disheartening... when life gets to that level.  I've been there.  I know.  Some might think me there now too.  Just... not... fully... always... that bad.  I'll... do some research.  Even the most gentle bathing terrifies her.  So, it'll need to be a spray on, that doesn't hurt her.

Later.

A start!

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Some measuring, but that didn't satisfy.  Then some dry fitting.  Something seemed off, and was.  An half an inch off, but oh well.  A front and a side have been refitted.  One more side to go, then I can begin trying to actually fit it together.  There is an area that will have to simply be... managed.  The outbuilding is as crooked as many politicians.  There is not way I have to skills to cut at just the right angle, add the screening, and make the rest of it work together.  A few remnants, nailed in, should do.

The other air compressor is gone.  I assume it was needed over there.  I can't say they didn't try to get ahold of me, but... I didn't know about it if so.  Sleep has been so off, it just... I might easily have missed them.  Then again, they may well have just not had an intention of telling me.  It is their machine.  I just hope someone hasn't wandered off with it.  I'll email, shortly.  It would be handy.

Feeling better.  Not a lot, but... I'll do what I can.  If I can get one fully installed, and another pretty much refit and set up, I can rest, shower, and do a few lighter things yet today.  Laundry has been done, probably through to completion.  I'll check the dryness of items shortly.  And dishes were at least set up.  The clean dishes should be very easy to put up.  Flatware, mostly.  While that is a pain, and slow, to wash to high quality cleanliness, putting it up once dry is a snap.

Bits and pieces, and I have tomorrow morning.  It's as good as I can do.  I have been dragging, but I am still recovering.  I noticed, by the posts visited, that... some of you actually wonder if I am human.  You didn't believe my stories, perhaps still don't.  Even the level of blood sugar, or amount of fluid voided in a short bit.  But, in case, someone has been reviewing... specific posts that, possibly, further suggest something isn't exactly typical.  It is interesting to watch as some of you struggle with the simple things I tell you, and suggest.  Which is why I don't tell you everything.  Insane?  Even if that were true, it doesn't mean I lie.  *wink*

Well, on to a bit more tea, then out and back to it.  Oh... it isn't as easy as I thought, or as difficult as I worried.  It just is... some more work.  Yes... get one cage fitted and installed, a front and two more sides set up, and figure out the second floor and a divider for the cages.  Then I can take a break.  I will do the dishes, set them out for a shower later, then after the shower, put them in for a last soak.  I am almost keeping up on dishes and laundry... about as good as possible... almost... at least for me.  Later.

So very late to bed.

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It was after 05:00, running on 06:00?  Pretty close as best as I can recall, if memory isn't exact.  Waking, just now, at 15:00.  Can't be sure, not exactly.  To that precision, yes.

Sore, exhausted, sprung, and twitching a bit.  I pushed well beyond any form of comfort zone, for what little it granted.  I learned more, about how to put cages together, what heights are reasonable, and such.  But I am about as far from having a completed cage as when I started.  What I have to do to fix things is as messy and new as when I started.  If a lot less than when I started.  And the base is in.

I am betting dollars to donuts, the ducks are old enough to be brought home.  So, that just means the rabbits, for up to two weeks.  If I still, somehow, can't get them... I have another deal for her.  Ugh.  But, this time, for certain.  I would also like to short the cages, but... maybe not?  I guess I just thought it would be too much more work to make them shorter.  But, not so much, even now... given the time.  So... maybe?  It is just that, pulling them, for any reason, might be very difficult for a normal sized person who was taking care of them.  Though, even as is, it can be a stretch for me.

I will not be permanently attaching the upper level.  Even at my height, and with a shortened width, the rabbits could hide in under and be nigh on impossible to remove with any width of a second story.  Because of the resizing of the total height, the preinstalled floor base, for the second story, had to be removed anyway.  Which is going to be a delicate procedure.  Or I may just leave them in.  It may be too risky, tearing the wire higher off the second floor will leave rabbits able to hurt themselves or each other.

Oh, my, but the world of construction is much more complicated than it seems.  Even with plans, which I didn't have, they aren't always correct.  You can quote me on that.  Every alteration is a risk, even if required.  Though, just because someone kicked out a plan, it doesn't mean they planned correctly.  Or, that you can follow those instructions.  The tools, knowledge, and skills, aren't necessarily common... or used correctly by the designer or builder.  It seems, even construction is... merely engineering, practicum, not theory, mind you.  I... hate philosophers.  Bleh.  *grins*

Oh?  I didn't do all the dishes last night.  But I did do the last of what had been on hold for so long.  Putting away what had been drying as well, and pulling meat to thaw, finally.  Ugh!  The new stuff, put in last night, was given one wash, and will get another this 'morning', then set out as I shower.  Putting some back to a soapy soak, some back to a rinse... and maybe drying that before I head out.  I will be shopping for candy bars, sometime today, but not wood.  Too tired by far.  Monday, I will get out and get wood, hinges, and latches.  I... just... don't have what it takes for more.  Just going to the farm, and getting candy for tonight, will beat me up.  I am a tired, sore, exhausted, twitching, burned out, husk of a man at the moment.  I gave it a whirl.  Probably.  If, after getting the candy, I think I can, I may.

A bit of waking, then to it.  Later.

Just because I am broken...

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Down.  Hurt.  Crippled up.  Tired.  Cramping.  Exhausted and used up.  It doesn't mean I quit.

I am limping.  But got to the dishes.  I reset what has been washed to a fresh rinse, and set up another load to be washed.  I took laundry back, and... hopefully, tomorrow, will start another load.  Maybe two, since they will be smaller.  Ducks went in, or were closed up anyway.  The girls were given snacks, and will be fed again.

I will try to stay awake until 22:00 to 23:00.  Just... to keep some balance.  I will set up clothes to be brought down for wash tomorrow.  I will set the alarm for 08:00 and 10:00.  Hopefully, setting laundry up tomorrow.  Oh, I hope to finish the dishes that are rinsing tonight, give the dirty dishes a first wash and set them out... so I can shower again, first thing.  Showers help.  Then set those dishes back up.

Shopping, early, tomorrow.  More wood, a few more hardware pieces, and a few more candy bars.  I do enjoy the younglings, and their parents.  I usually offer parents candy too.  I don't get so many visitors that I can't gift the adults while at it.  Trying to herd cats... children... they need the energy!  All good.  But, as mentioned, full sized bars.  It's pricey, but such is life.

Yea, I am limping, moving like a vehicle with a twisted frame, sprung springs, and a nearly flat tire or two.  It sounds a bit rough, too.  Five of eight cylinders, at best, usually.  Exhaust is even off.  I've done what I can for now.  Will, keep trying little things, and... hoping.  Tomorrow, if not today, yesterday, or the day after.  The work will always be there.  And, in time, it is hoped, that I will be there for the work as well.

Good day, evening, and night.

Oh... just some notions.  Peace.  We get it, for a while, then live without it for a while.  When peace is in season, learn more.  When there are difficulties?  Learn even more.  Amen.

No, so much for that.

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I did what I could, for as long as I could.  No more, for a while.  I...  Cramping, exhausted, sleepy, sore everywhere, bruised, and battered... I finished with what I did this morning, and that is that for a while.

If she must, she will have to just keep the rabbits, or give me more time.  I can't get the cages done.  Too many mistakes, problems, miscalculations, work, and else for me to do.  I was still, really, recovering from bungling on the roof.  Still, I thought it was possible.  Old, ill, crippled, and wounded, really, was just too much for the work at hand.

In the future?  Maybe.  But because of what I have learned.  But this time I am in the middle of it and there isn't a way to restore and go back at it.  I am spent and so far down that I simply can't get up.  I tried a nap.  I am feeling worse, bodily, after it.  Rested, a bit, but with nothing left over.  Brutal.  I am done for several days.  I can get back to it next week, but after a few days down.

I had hoped, if I couldn't work, to at least be able to get to town to buy more wood.  I need it for the little cages anyway.  Plus need to get a few other things.  I am not able to get to town.  I did get a shower, but that was that.  I am so sprung, everywhere... my elbows and knees feel like they have their 'funny bones' sprung, and solidly.  Grip strength is minimal.  Joints all hurt.  Muscles are used up.  Bones from the lower back through the ribs, up to my shoulders and skull are all hollering.  Done, for a while.  Oh, and a solid pounding headache to add to it.

Clean though.  I may risk aspirin.  I still have my pillows wrapped in towels which can cover for blood, in case I have a major bleed from it again.  Still having bloody noses once or twice a day, but just little ones, and not at night.  I haven't even had time or energy to play games for... a while now.  Not a great loss, just... a strong indication of having gone over my limits.

All good.  I'll do what I can.  I will still get to her place tomorrow, and talk to her personally.  I'll take my licks, as needed.  I... understand.  I'll get our accounts paid up, and offer more for food.  And I'll explain I am way over my head on this project.  I thought it would be easier.  And I am still in recovery from some serious taxation and spills.  If she... wants to call the deal off, fair enough.  If she wishes to give me a couple more weeks, cool.  If, sometimes, women just need to be heard.  If she's right, just... hand over your ear.  We will see.  *wink*

Later.

Well? Problems.

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Too high, too long.  I... measured well, I simply didn't figure correctly.  Beside how out of trim the outbuilding is, I measured each piece as if it was the... outer section?  Yes.  Something like that.  Which means I have to cut, trim, refit, and try it again.  The base is in.  For one of them.  And, that is solid and good.  Oh, and the height?  Too much, for a top entry, and even close to the floor.

Which means, shortly, I have to get out and tear and rebuild.  I was thinking more new wood would be needed, but not so.  I don't think.  I do have to find a metal blade for one of the reciprocating saws... sawsall...  Cutting the nails, then using the angle grinder to cut the cage material.  About four inches off the length, and height... of the shorter cage sides.  More off the larger, of course.

Still, with the base in, life is... beginning.  I still have another base to put in, but that shouldn't be as difficult.  Mostly.  So tired though.

I didn't end up finishing all of the dishes.  I did get a bit more done, but... couldn't push through.  I realized, at about 01:30, that if I stayed up to finish the dishes, I would not get to sleep until four or five.  Moving too slow.  So, I just... called it a night.  I don't have much to do.  I will reset them to a rinse as I go out to work next time.

Muscles hurt, tired, exhausted, but staying warmer.  I'll have a bite shortly.  I tried one of the sausage patties cold.  Not... so much.  I'll heat the last two and have them with tea.  Then a bit more rest.  I can't work too hard or too fast or too frequently, but I can... probably... get the two cages today?  Maybe.  If so, I have tomorrow, early, to put in the last parts... perhaps the upper platform, and separation plates.  Ugh.

I really wanted to just get fresh wood.  But... that would take even more time, a lot more energy, and more money.  So... yeah.  Things I am either low on, nearly out of, or pushing one way or another.  Assuming I can find a metal cutting blade... have to cut the nails.  On to breakfast.  Later.

Yep.

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Two more tops, and a bit more shoveling.  That doesn't sound like much.  Wrestling the 4' x 8', then the 36" x 39" cuts, with just two sawhorses, and two hands...  And that is heavy.  But, done.  Shoveling is a very difficult task for me already, add on the mask and it it quite the challenge.  I can only do bits at a time.  But a bit more was done.

Lungs are a bit weary, body is worn, but I'm not sleepy... now.  Too hot.  Oh, dishes?  Maybe.  I won't swear to it, but I am thinking on it.  I'd like a shower before going to bed.  I am hungry too.  I noticed a package of pork sausage, just plain, ground, in the reefer.  I... don't know when I thawed that.  I'd like to see if it is still good.  If so, fire up the grill and make a few patties.  Nothing fancy, but it's... food.  Hot food.  Meaty, hot, good, food.

Not a bad day.  Not a great day, except that it's the second day running and I am still doing something.

Tomorrow?  More wood, more work.  Perhaps a few more hinges, and a few latches.  No brackets needed, for the second floor in the hutches... using remnants.  I have enough 2x4s.  I'd like to get more, and several sheets of plywood, but not this month.  I'll have to order a few loads through the winter.  That stuff is handy.  And I go through it like nothing, on even smaller projects.

The only things I still might look for are timothy hay feeders.  Or, I might just use a few remnants, create a wooden device with some old rope, and... see how that works.  Never can tell.  It would be cheap, easy, probably.  Oh, I do have a jigsaw... that would open holes well enough for a rabbit to get at the hay.  Yea, maybe.  I'm telling you, money, money, money.  The hope is that it will pay.  Mostly.

Later, or good night.

Well, I did get going.

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Late.  Always my hour, one way or the other.  I forgot, I had a bunch of stapling on the front piece crafted today.  I put dishes in, first, then went out and realized that was left to do.  I did that.  This is not fast work, no matter how fast you try to go.  Still, that is done.  Then, to try to get the wood out from behind steel roofing and an half inch sheet of plywood.

No room to slide it past either end.  And, as it turned out, with the plywood in the way, as my garage was crafted, no way to bring it out and over.  So I had to move the plywood.  First shot at bringing it out, I got a powerful nutshot.  Usually, or once, those didn't bother me.  Then again, I didn't drop and give up emesis.  I didn't even drop.  I almost let it all crash down on me, but regained my... if uncomfortable... composure just in time to catch it all... then shift it back to safe.

I took a very slight breather, then back at it.  I then got two panels out and... had to figure out where... to put everything.  Juggling three 4' x 8' panels, of some weight, was a bit of a trick.  Still, got it done.  Then, to get one up on the sawhorses?  Yea, that was a trick too.  That was a lot harder than I thought.  I thought the cutting was going to be horrible, but it ended up being the easier of the work.  Not easy, just easier than all those in-between steps I didn't...  I knew getting them out would be difficult.  But some other things were far trickier and difficult than anticipated.

I do have one set of lids cut and ready.  I was... done for that for a bit.  I decided to go out, see what could be done in the outbuilding.  Actually, a lot.  None of the construction, but I got triple the poo out from last time, and scraped some more of the floor.  Much, much closer, if... the stuck hay is going to be a heck of a job.  Bit by bit, I guess.  Oh, and the mast was wonderful.  I cleared one whole section, under where one of the cages will go.  The other one will... take time.

Shot, though, for now.  I put the ducks in a bit early tonight.  I hope to do the last pair of tops yet tonight, and maybe a bit more work on the floor.  I won't get to the shelving.  Probably.  Though... maybe?  I am hoping to hit the dishes, rinse, then maybe get to them, or some of them, yet tonight.  So tired.  Now too hot.  That will change.

The bloody nose continues, but just one... the same... nostril.  Actually the usual one, the left.  I need to brew tea while resting as well.  One or two more work sessions and that will be it, if that is possible.  I'm getting there.  It is moving forward.  I expect the first cage in tomorrow, early.  Then picking up more supplies and putting in the other by evening.  The two smaller cages can probably be completed in the garage, as I mentioned, and carried out.  And installation should be much easier.  Later.