Delivered.

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Not installed.  But... inspected and found to be in good order, from what I can tell.  However, to run it I will need to install.  I did find the soap and jet-dry.  Of course, first, I have to get it powered, watered, and drained.

Initially, with what arrived, I thought I might need help.  An electrical hardwire package came with it.  Well, with a charge.  I'll be returning that.  As, with the machine there is also a three-prong connection so as to simply plug the thing in.  It's pretty short, but... I... can fix that.

About that time.

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Fairly warm up in this front room.  At 84.  It remains cooler in the main room, say 76.  Cooler yet in the kitchen.  I'll bet upstairs is a bit warm yet too.  It is down to 72 outside.  Not bad, given that it was up to 96 to 98 today?  Something like that.  Could be worse, may get worst.  Not completely unusual.  And, yet, probably a bit warmer than nominal?  Something like that.

I am... comfortable, all in all.  A bit tired.  If I did do a pretty good lot of work, on some rather warm days, inside and out.  So, sure.  Given the givens I am doing very well.  I'll just need to rest until I can get back to things.

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Awake again, if late.

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I have been awake for an hour and an half, or so?  No, more like forty five minutes?  I think the latter.  So since a quarter to twenty hundred.  I am glad I sent the text, about possibly missing mass tonight.  Because, yes, I... had zero chance of waking in time.  And I did try.  It just... didn't matter.  Effort is nice, reality is what it is.

I have been sipping and waking.  Thinking, planning, and even doing a few small things to get ready to... rumble!

Well, maybe not rumble, but it may sound like it.

A bit of a look.

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Looking down the four inch exit pipe, drain cleanout area, and?  It doesn't look backed up.  It definitely isn't backed up.  Which pipes are blocked was sorted.  The toilet, when flushed, shoots right on through.  So, it definitely isn't backed up.  But the other drains seem to have problems.

I had used one sort of drain cleaner.  To no success.  Another was found, when my friend visited.  And that one was eventually used.  It looks like some of the pipes just have some sort of blockage.  If it isn't the septic tank, then I would like to try to solve it myself.  Especially since all the drain pipes are easy enough to get to, from the basement.

I have a sawsall, and other cutting tools, and a couple of house/home/plumbing etc. stores near by.  There is also a repaired piece down there, that should be easy to remove and replace.  I suspect, if that gets taken out, it would both be easy to fix, and would probably allow even my shorter snake in to clear whatever the problem is.

There is some hope that it won't be quite so expensive as first thought.  And, if I figure it out, problems in the future would be easy.  Before I get a plumber, or septic tank company in, I want to see if I can do it myself.  However, I would like to find my septic tank in any case.

A bit of a headache.  Why?  Not sure.  I closed the bathroom, and have the window open.  That stuff doesnt' smell all that good.  But I think the headache is from trying to help.  I didn't do a lot of work, but enough that it stressed me.  Just the way of it.

I will try to let it drain, and get in there tomorrow, or when it drains down.  Once it drains down, I am hoping to open up the fixed area, and begin with the pipe snake.  I've got to be careful, there may be fluide backed up to that point, even if it is down in the tub.  Ugh.  So, yes.  But, a bucket, some reasonable care while opening it up, old clothes for working, and an extra layer or two, plus an old jacket.  Maybe goggles over the glassses.  I might have a larger face covering too.  Not sure.  Not a mask, that wouldn't help with liquid anyway.  But something.  Preferably solid and plastic, like an open face cover.

I am really hoping this goes down, and I can get in and find the problem.  That would save me hundreds of dollars.  Maybe a thousand.  They charge... whatever they charge.  Whether it helps, or not.

Oh, my friend tried to use the tool to remove the tub drain, in an attempt to put the snake down there, one way or the other.  But that just didn't work.  The tool didn't have enough grip to open it.  Hmm, I may try another method, after it drains.  Pliers, slid down in, then turned with something else.  Or needle nose pliers.  Not sure though.  The trap is on very tight.

Plans.

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Not all the parts, pieces, and tools... but some of them.  All the sink tools and parts I need are ordered and either on the way or in the basket, the rollers and tools for changing the garage door parts to a smaller degree, and some understanding of how to deal with the rails, plus oiling and greasing.  A few of the parts for the bathroom vent, though just the start of that are either in the basket or in the queue for the next basket.  Oh, and a smaller sheet metal bending tool, by which I hope to do some work on the furnace.  No, not replacing the whole thing, or yet.  Just changing some things in hopes of getting the filter to set in there more correctly.  Yea.

I haven't just been thinking and ordering.  I have been working and cooking too.  A dinner, nothing fancy but food.  Gaming a bit, when I couldn't work.  Four loads of laundry through, mostly folded save for the last load... which is drying now.  The freezertop finally cleared and cleaned off.  One load of dishes finished, dried, and our air drying.  And two loads of dishes hit once, soaped up, and about to be hit when next I can get to it.

The hope is to check laundry in an hour.  Probably resetting that.  Wools, so on fluff.  Takes those forever.  Might have to go up justa notch, if two cycles won't do it.  And, after checking those, hitting the dishes.  Just mason jars from kefir that went bad, to storage of coffee beans that weren't good anymore, to a jar in which I had made a vinaigrette, then used, but set aside and it got... lost in the shuffle.  Anyway, I have two small dishpans full of quart jars and lids.  They have had one cleaning, might need two more.  Tonight?  I hope so.

Either way, I am hoping to either finish them, or give them another run, then set them aside to shower, then put them in for another soapy soak or rinse.  Finish them tonight?  Maybe.

It's been a decent, but slow day.  No terrible pains, if still a bit rough.  Mostly just slogged down by the continueing cold, damp, and dark.  Looks like it's to 28, and that it snowed a bit... or rained and froze?  Can't be certain.  I was busy, not watching, when it went frosted or snowy.

Not a bad gig.  Heck, I even ordered bathroom sink drains for my brother.  I sent him catch baskets.  Because that is what I knew when I sent them.  After getting the push plug for the bathroom, and realizing how easy that went in, I decided to send him some of those.  Hey, I can't do much for him.  But if a few little things lightens his efforts, I can do that.  It's often really just the... little things.

A good day.  Not as much as I had hoped.  I didn't get digging into the bathroom, or the hall.  I still haven't bagged the last bin... though I will get that.  There are other things I had an eye on.  Though, I did do a few things which weren't planned, simply in the way when I got to what else I was doing.  So it isn't a complete loss, or as little as it seems.  Still, not... as much as I had hoped.  I'm grateful to have done what I did though even so.  I have been wanting to get these things done for days, maybe a week.  If I really did have too much else on my plate.

Yea.  Good.  Very good.  I'll just be thankful for what I could do.  Goodnight.

A few tricks.

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Trying to minimize pain, I tried three different things.  Some seemed contrary, if doing the opposite wasn't helping at all.  This, that, and the other.  And?  It is working.  Oh, the pain is still there.  It is being kept at bay, or from fully being felt.  A bit of a trick.  What is it... treating the symptoms... right.  When you can't sort out the source, or manage it, then manage what can be manipulated.

It took a while for everything to come together.  The warming of the legs, which is always tricky.  Sometimes it works, sometimes it causes them to be more frigid.  It... just has to work or not.  Today it worked.  Compression, along with warming, was part of the trick.  This is where I wondered if it might cause more pain than comfort.  Today, it is helping both the warming and pain relief that had been hoped, and sometimes does, sometimes doesn't, help.  And, finally, a few painkillers.  The lightest dose of the strongest stuff I carry.

It is working, together.  The legs still get really cranky when standing or sitting, but not so terriblys as to fear... be susceptible to... falling.  Just... that process hurts.  Even so, I am able to be up and to things just a bit better.

I am making supper.  Corned beef, potatoes, carrots, and I'll hit some extra veggies shortly.  Broccoli, most likely.  It'll be ready in, perhaps, thirty five minutes?  Should be good.  And, a bit ago, I purchased french roast whole coffee beans.  I had a sip a bit ago, run through the french press.  Will have another spot of that shortly.  Not large amounts, just... about a regular cup size, if much stronger than a usual cup of coffee.  And, with a spot of whole cream.  Just right.  The caffeine is much more present than tea, or even dehydrated coffee in a larger volume.  Though perhaps I cut that a bit much, or it is too bitter?  Something.

As well, I am collecting trash and recycling.  I won't have enough to take out, or... not really.  May do so with the trash though.  As things begin to warm, the odor becomes a problem.  Best to just take even one sack of trash out than to have it smell up the place.  It got to, at least, 34 today.  Enough above freezing to begin working the ground and snow.  Hopefully that will allow some soaking as things thaw.  We could use a lot of water down in there.  Still, rather cool for this late in March.  I'll take it, especially if we can get more water, and into the ground, and to stay and be used elsewise.  If I think tptb would rather opt out of storing more water, or... doing anything.  

They are being watched, now, finally.  Though that doesn't seem to matter.  They will bail out the corrupt and leave the rest to drown.  Already starting.

Dinner is almost ready.  Good day.

I had hoped to be better today.

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The goal was to find a way to make it to mass.  But, no.  No, no, no.  Standing is still tricky.  Sitting is still a spooky thing.  So far I haven't fallen while sitting.  But it is taking every bit of arm strength I have to keep that from happening, and balancing ability.  The chair, either, could easily tip if the strength I can bear isn't balanced against whichever chair correctly.  Oh, and going to the bathroom is worse.  It's lower.  At least it can't slip out from under me... probably.  Or... as easily.  I suspect, at nearly three hundred, I can... dislodge a toilet without too much fuss if I really wanted to, or serioulsy lost my balance.

No, the legs hurt still.  And are weak.  Getting better, but not there yet.  I didn't sleep well for them.  Tossing, turning, too hot, too cold, all night.

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I dreamed.  While I don't believe in... soothesayers, in this dream there was one I heard about.  One who... spoke true.  I could tell.  Though, too, I suspected she wasn't... what she seemed.  She was in my village.  But I kept missing meeting her.  She left just before I entered whereever she was practicing... her arts.  And, she was gone in a flash.

The longer this went on, the more I suspected she knew... much.  She knew me.  Avoiding?  Or... waiting for... some sign, portent, or word from God?  She definitely wasn't what she seemed.  Others saw her as an average looking middle-aged woman.  A bit past her prime.  So, that is what I was looking for.

She had various forms of soothesaying.  I had wanted a certain form of it.  When I finally found her, I noticed two things.  First, she wasn't... what she was said to be.  She was beautiful and sort of ageless.  I couldn't understand, at first, how others could see her the way they did.  Second, she wouldn't soothesay the way I prefered.  And, really, the third thing was... she did know me.  She was kin, of a sort... my sort.  While I was of spirit and flesh, she was purely spirit.  This I saw easily... know my own.  Probably why she hid from me for the longest time... allowing the Ghost to... inform me, caution me, and such.  Not... against her.  More that I would approach her rightly, and consider things with caution.  Some things shouldn't be shared, spoken, with the... others.  The normals.  And so it was.

She let me know what I already suspected.  An angel, to be sure... messenger.  She was giving out messages to some in the area.  I was an... inconvenience.  Though, still, through my insistance, and potency of my nature, she eventually relented... to speak with me.  Give me a reading, but only of the sort she saw fit.

In a roundabout way, she let me know my dreams, and other inspired notions, were true.  Without saying it in a way any other would understand, she let me know I was... War... insurrection.  That my time had come and passed and would come again, in time, for a final time.  And, begrudgingly, she let me know that my works were... blessed.  A gift to the children of God, not a curse.  Only a curse to the worldly, those who had chosen... a path not to God, of God, but of another.

Though, too, she assured me something I already knew.  The path was not going to be easy, gentle, right, nor secure.  Without depending on Wisdom, my path might still be righteous, and do it's task, but that I might yet be lost on it.  Though, further, she assured that such was not the intent of the One who sent me on the path.  Nor was it guaranteed.  As with any, choices, if well made, would secure salvation or ensure destruction... or a form of those.

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I tell you, some dreams are... more than dreams.  This certainly felt like more than just a dream.  That "woman" was... more than a dream character.  She knew me, in and out of the dream.  I dream awake, I know a dream, inside sleep and out of it.  It is my way.  She knew much.  She was a truth sharer, and real, and of herself, not me.  She was alive in the dream.  

There were... other things she said.  For my ears only.  

Terrifying?  How terrifying is salvation?  Damnation, for the damnable, is... understood.  Not... fully, or they wouldn't do it.  It is a form of immortal suicide.  But salvation?  For one who sat at the table, if not a party to it fully... only it's fruits?  Nose-bleed, spinning world, change of whole being, terrifying.  I assure you.  Losing a wrong family, for a right one, if not understanding how that could be, that sort of horrifying.  And, yet... so peace-bringing.  But peace, to a creature of war?  I doubt if you can understand.  To see the light is difficult for a creature borne of darkness.  But there is something so... good about it.  Like seeing the beauty of the crucifixion.  A vast horror brought to light, made whole, good, great, divine.

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Not much more I can say about that.  Though, another dream.  Something about explaining my caddish behavior.  Not... accepting it, just a discussion, with the wife... or good female friend... of one of my brothers.  He listened in the background.  He... has... lived his life, too.  Sometimes wrongly, or rightly, but... he listened intently while myself and this woman spoke.

In spite of all my ills, I... wanted children, a wife, and such.  I wanted to be a party to that, but... between this and that, it wasn't a possibility which fully presented itself.  Traveling, doing, going, etc.  Though, too, what brought me to such ways, and what took away some possibilities.  From health, to death, mine, hers, and else.

As mentioned, though, I always wanted just the plain, simple, boring(?), frustrating family thing.  I knew I couldn't do it perfectly.  I knew I would mess up.  I only hoped to find a woman would could abide, and be abided in her... ways, right and wrong.  It's never easy.  It just didn't happen.  Probably couldn't have, to this point.  Some very slim chance of something akin to it taking place, but... you... never know.

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And, in that same dream, back to swimming?  We'll see.  It was, I felt, a call more than prophecy.  We'll see.

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Painpills today.  The legs really do hurt.  But the hurt... is... a better hurt.  Probably worse than before, much as it is often darker just before dawn?  Something like that, or I hope.

I am planning on making corned beef.  The only real problem is I don't have cabbage!  I had planned to pick it up when buying butter, but forgot.  Then thought I would get it on the way home, but was far too shot for that.  I do have cauliflower and broccoli.  So, maybe that would work?

Oh, and a few vids which... got me thinking.  Not sure about the one, or all of it?  I really would like try the trio.  The tie one I will definitely try the next time I need to tie a tie.  The others I really am thinking on.  Men and tricks.  Trying to do it the easy way, if there never is an easy way... save accidentally, sometimes.  But... all good.  Later.

Well?

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Tracking down pieces and bits.  Information.  I won't ever be an information broker, but I can become a bit more aware, and have some sources for data.  I have found the church bulletin.  But that only gives me a week of advance notice, at most.  An online source, in case I miss something elsewise.  I can't always hear well in church, or process it well.  Working on that.

A few pieces of information is a start, sources as well.  Further, I have attempted to sign up for emails from the church too.  One of my emails may not be... efficacious as to... communication.  So, I used a different email address.  So be it.  I am hoping to hear something before long.  If I don't hear by Monday, I'll go in.  Or... that is the theory.  Hoping to make it to weekday mass then, so it isn't too difficult of an opportunity.  Though if I miss, I still have four other days to make it for that.  Ugh.

It sounds like it is raining?  Yep.  Has been for hours.  Off and mostly on.  It is 38 out there, down from the high of 45 (from what I saw).  A lot of snow is going.  Hopefully the ground is opening up enough to take in some water, a lot of water.  Though, very possibly, we will see flooding in the more prone areas, at least.  We'll see.  

As to the visit?  Tomorrow, it seems.  So I will have roast tonight, and a second baked potato.  I did get kefir reset.  Haven't taken a shower yet, but should be able to get that in.  Then, maybe, work on the freezer top and start dishes.  The goal is to hit two batches of dishes first then, get another shower taken, then set up the last batches of dishes before the visitor shows.  Well, can hope, try.

There was always another option.

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Sewage backup.  And, at least in part, that is the case.  I didn't install the inlet hoses.  And, this morning, there was a lot more water on the floor.  So.  Okay.  Now, I did get a better look at the back.  And, yes, it was dripping, definitely, from the cold water inlet.  Definitely.  But that, obviously, isn't all of it.  Today it was none of it.

Wow.  There are so many things that could be the problem.  I have finally started sorting through a few of the easier fixes.  Potential fixes.  Potential OTHER fixes.  As replacing the cold water fill hose will solve one of the problems.

I am sure there is some backup.  Last winter, the plumber had set my tub faucet to drip, so it didn't ice up, and back up for that.  It went very well, last year.  But... the drip he crated became more serious, a flow.  And there was no way to fix it.  But, finally, that too was fixed.  But, now, without a drip, I think the drain pipe is icing up again.

However, I am thinking, perhaps, to let the faucet just drip, by cracking the faucet just enough for a very light, occasional, droplet to go.  Somewhere, my drain line is too close to the cold.  And, we just went through a cold snap, a hard one.  It's up to 20 F, tonight, and got even to 28 earlier today.  Even so, I think that is the (current) problem.  Usually it doesn't get to the washing machine, but... who knows why that is doing as it is.  Bleh.

Though, here are a few other options.  Will see.  Oh, and there are smaller line inserts for in house drain pipes, even one for sink drains, and other smaller problem areas.  I have them in my basket, but will be looking at H.D., to see if I can get one before (at least) January 4th... though give or take a week given the season and amazon's current problems.  I definitely want this fixed before then.

Still alive.

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Doing better?  Mostly.  Mother called this morning, or yesterday morning?  But... this morning IS yesterday morning?  Right, but... you... know what I mean?  I mean my yesterday, not day/night cycle yesterday.  Either Wednesday morning or Tuesday morning.  There you go.  She didn't want me to call back until later in the day.  I didn't see it until late enough to call, so did call.  Just... a check in.  All good.

For all my faults, I am keeping up on making the bed in the morning.  But I may stop using the electric blanket.  It... confuses me.  And, it seems to use a lot of electricity?  We'll see.  I have started keeping the computer off, most of the time.  The router too.  I can't keep it secure, it is being used excessively.  So, if It's not on, it can't be used.

I found it on when I woke.  Not sure if someone was in, turned it on, or whether I crashed and left it on.  If I am almost certain I hadn't left it on.  Problematic.

Steamed cabbage and burger, again, tonight.  Not a bad meal, really.  I am into a second cabbage.  It lasted well, and might have sweetened, strangely.  Very good, both of them.  I eat the hearts, while cutting the wedges.  The first one was almost literally sweet.  This one's heart was... meh.  Plain.  But not bitter or peppery.

The floor in the wash room is getting wet.  Not sure if there is some sort of break in the drain line, or inlets, or if the water pump has failed.  Wasn't sure even how to analyze it.  I found a video.  Not the exact same one, but...  I know now where to look.  The thing has a ten year warranty.  But, if it's something easily fixable?  I don't trust the warranties.  I suspect they will still require pay, of some sort.

I wonder if...

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This is one type of valve.  But honestly I don't trust them.  I much prefer ball valves.  However, I really wonder if they have compression ball valves.  One more look before I get on to coffee and gaming, to wake.  I need a break from research.  My mind is... spinning.  I will see about compression ball valves as a last bit before a break.

Well... got it, then... lost it?

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I finally got it connected.  Taped everything.  Tightened it well.  As well as I could before testing.  Trying not to break anything.  Yes, Doom can break even solid metal, or do other... bad things.  

At first I thought I had wasted my money buying the open/closed box wrenches.  But, no, there were times where they really came in handy, made a few of the twists much easier.  So there is that.

After everything was as tight as I felt was safe, I wrapped the inlet of the extension, the new elbow in that area, and the connection to the water heater, since if those blew water, they would hit the fuse box, then went and turned the water on.  It was very difficult to turn the water back on.  I wondered if it had frozen.  I was just about to give up when it started giving and going.  A bit of a trial, but it turned on.

As I was coming in, to the back porch, I heard a lot of noise.  I... was almost sure the water couldn't be spouting out that much?  Of course, my ears were on alert the moment I stepped in.  No, as it turns out, my tightening was very good.  Not even a drop drip.

The sounds?  All of the faucets in the house were still on.  Not a bad thing.  Thankfully I got in before the bathroom sink overran, but the rest was good.  It must have rocketed through as soon as it could, and was running the whole time.  Plus, with five faucets open, full blast, the drains were a bit slow.  Still, no mess, no fuss.  Oh, and downstairs, the fan was still on.  What a relief.

With everything seeming quite dry, the fan having run all day and through the night, I thought it would be good.  I turned the fuse panel to on, and was about to reach in to reset the top heating element, then would have gone to the bottom one.  Before I could reach into the top one, the bottom one snapped, crackled, popped, and smoked!  I took a goodly step back, then turned off the fuse panel.

I don't know if... that is that.  If that was just a temporary thing.  Will find out later, tomorrow.  I have it remaining open, of course.  And the fan continuing.  I should look for my multimeter as well.  Hopefully, if something popped, it was just one of the elements or the sub-board down there.  No, I haven't looked, still a bit unnerved, jumpy.  But, I did look something up.

Getting there.

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I did get the water shut off, disconnected, and ready.  Dumped as much water as possible before disconnecting the water heater.  And, learned something about the shutoff valve, to the whole house.  I thought it was a ball valve.  There is a stem, on top.  I thought, when it was crosswise to the pipe, that meant it was fully closed.

Nope.  I had to take it another third past the crosswise seeming indication.  Very strange.  Still, I did, finally, get the water all shut down, off, whatever.  Emptied, detached, and ready.

I bought an extra flexible pipe.  Just... because.  I found the elbows.  I bought tape, since I had forgotten to look for it, and just to make sure I had it.  As well, I bought standard wrenches large enough to manage this process, a set of them for this and other work.  Good to have, if rarely used?  That gives me three tools which can be used on these sizes of nuts, bolts, and whathaveyous.

The pipe wrench will, if anything can, open just about anything.  The crescent wrench is pretty good, but doesn't quite have that much pull and push capacity.  And the standard wrenches will be good for just burning it down, once opened.  Though it might work at simply opening.  I like having options.  

I shouldn't have gotten a fast food meal.  I've been eating pretty poorly lately.  But, While working, I can't cook.  I get choices.  And, yet, I need food.  So... so there.

I have to take a bit of a break.  This much work is getting to me.  Still, will try to get it together shortly.  Check to see if it needs more drying time, after the water spillage from detaching the flex hoses.  I was careful.  But care only helps just so much.  I am hoping to have it all attached in a few hours.  Hmm... painpills might help.  Pinched neck, sore biceps and triceps, nearing knots in my leg muscles, a bit of a tension headache.  Nothing too much, just enough singularly though certainly in unison, to beg a bit of tending.

Quite happy with how things are going.  I suspect I might be able to have things ready for a shower either this evening, or by noon tomorrow.  I love doing this kind of work.  Don't like doing it on a rushed schedule, but that... gets it done more swiftly.  It is a difficult world.  Men do better when things are difficult.  Actually, I suspect women do better in a difficult world too.  

On to resting just a bit.  Good day.

More troubles.

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The water wasn't hot, when I went to rinse the dishes.  Nothing but cold.  Very cold.  So, I headed downstairs.  I thought I heard something I really didn't want to hear.  Was hoping it was... just... something running... like the water softener cycling one thing or another.  But, no.  It was running water, a leak.

Now, thankfully, it hadn't been leaking for long.  My first impulse was to turn the water off outdoors.  But... no.  I had to find the leak first.  It was odd.  Could see it coming from the pipes, but was hitting the ceiling, needed more light.

I went up, dressed well enough to go out if required, or even to town really.  Then I grabbed a light source.  Then headed back down.  It took a bit.  No reason to panic, if I wanted to find the leak so I could then turn the water off asap.  It was leaking from the flex hose which was replaced recently.  Strange, but okay.

I got out, turned the water off, and got in to town in order to get a replacement hose.  I bought two, while at it.  A slightly different sort than the replacement, or what I had originally installed.  All about the same price.  I am simply looking for one which might last longer?  Bleh.

Back home, I took one off.  Had to use a huge pipewrench on the nut.  It was on too tightly to get off with just a regular wrench or even a massive lockjaw.  I did get one flex pipe clean off, then one side and part of the other side for the next one.  It... was wearing me out.  Had to take a break.  And, yes, I did turn the fuse panel to the off position.

I have to take a bit of a break.  Just getting to town was... exhausting.  Add in wrestling with the water shutoff, getting upstairs and dressed in a hurry, getting to town on a dark tired day, and then wrestling with those connections, I... have to take a bit of a time-out.

Still, I will get it going, before long.  Might be an hour away, but I will get back to it.  I did text the neighbor.  What would "H" do.  Mostly just let him know what was going on, and what I was doing.  He has two or three or four jobs, a wedding coming up, don't expect much.  And, for at least the first six months to year of marriage, until she is... well... too busy with else to manage things, he will be lost in a wonderland.  Still, if he can advise, I'll listen.  No comment back, but... that... isn't a surprise.  Don't think I don't know.  I just don't have another resource.

I'll get to it.  After the pipes are set up, I will leave it as is, to dry out, for a few days.  Then attempt a reset.  The thing may simply have shorted, due to water hitting the electronics.  So... yea.  Hook it up, open it up, dry it with what is available (of course before turning the panel back on).  Then letting it air dry for a while... might even take a fan down there to add air movement.  Then, say, Tuesday night, or Wednesday sometime, get in and turn it on... assuming no leaks.

As well, I will run the water through the lines.  But maybe not until the day before starting the electronics, just to make sure it isn't dripping.  Have to check on it, after that, even so.  Hmm... I may turn the water on right away, then just check for leaks?  As soon as the flex pipes are replaced?  Yea.  I think so.  I will want water, for this and that, between now and then.

Well?  At least I... got to it.  Successfully?  Time will tell.  Later.

There may be a solution.

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Assuming I can get the stupid thing thawed enough to run, that is.  I have been working on it, off and on, for an hour now.  I looked for either of my torches.  Neither are to be found.  I guess those were also stolen.  There are only two places they would be, and they aren't there.  Assholes steal both of them, not even leaving me one.

Strange.

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Even with the night cooling, it is 78 near the computer.  Even so, again, I feel chilled.  I have the fan going, but just one.  The doors and windows open.  Air coming in.  But it just isn't cooling all that much.  Even so, as I mentioned, unlike earlier, I am chilled, nearly to the bone.

I wondered if blood sugar was dropping.  It was 157, after about ten to twelve hours of sleep?  And, I haven't eaten since I woke, so, thought perhaps it had gone down.  Nope.  It was 197?  Odd.  So I had veggies and peanut butter, plus water and a dose of fast acting insulin.  Very odd.  Insulin shouldn't go up.  It was around 20:00 when I checked the first time, after the fasting, plus no food since and testing about a quarter after one... so... 10 to 12 plus five hours, of fasting, so fifteen to seventeen hours of fasting?  Why would blood sugar creep up 40 points?  It really doesn't make sense.

I, mostly, grazed... from the time of checking until just a bit ago.  I'll check again in two to four hours.  I have work to do.  After I finish, or when I wear down... if I can keep at it long enough... I will check blood sugar again.  So very strange.  I'll keep at it, in any case.

As to the chill, yes, I am wearing clothing for cooler weather.  Longjonhs, if under shorts, socks, underwear under those, and a tshirt.  I may add a top shirt, long sleeve... a safari type, heavy cotton.  Strange.  Oh, I may set up the last load of laundry.  Wools, a small load.  Then get to opening the way for the water heater.  As well, possibly seeing if the old sumppump in the basement works.  Come to think of it, I think it did work last time.  It's not pretty.  And it has been six or eight years.  But... maybe.  If so, I may drain and pump the water from down there.

Later.

Failing already.

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So tired.  It had been so warm.  After realizing it was cool outside, and opening up, the temp in here dropped from the low 80s to 72!  I think that got to me.  I enjoyed it, but that much cooling, that fast, is causing me to falter.  I'd best do chores, then go on to bed.  A full sleep or a nap... I just can't tell.

The sandwich was quite good.  Beef, swiss, ground mustard, and rye bread.  A few extra slices of swiss, just as a snack or side.

I had hoped to do more.  It just isn't going to happen.  Chores, and I may fold towels and put the load in the wash over to the dryer... and prepare but not start another load in the washer.  That way I can honestly say I did something... beside chores.

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.

Soup and collecting waterers.

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Actually, shutting the ducks in as well.  I went to bed too early to get them to go in.  Still, a partial night of protection can be better than none.  It depends on what predators roam, when they might check, and else.  Sometimes they are open all night, though rarely.  More often, as tonight, they are open for a bit long into the night.  I can't control my sleep well enough to change that.  For the moment.  Though missing a spot in a general time, for long, is rare.

I called my mother today.  The doc isn't sure about a hip replacement.  Not believing it will help.  Thinking it may be from the lower back.  She has had two back surgeries, so... if that... it may be scrubs.  The way of pain may just be her lot.  I... understand.  I also know it isn't a... nice option.  I've been living it for decades now.  It... gets difficult toward the end.  She may have a good lot of time left, as I suspect I do.  Next time we discuss talk, I will offer her my best reliefs when no relief is possible.

When pain is beyond management with what I have to me, I contemplate the scourging and crucifixion of Jesus.  The other option is to offer this pain for the relief of those in purgatory.  I contemplate specific people half of the time.  I offer it more generally the other half.  Does it help?  Well... yes.  It may not take the pain, remove it, but it makes living with it much... easier.  It really does.  As mentioned, it turns a shame to a grace.

They are having warmer weather.  That helps with things.  It's easier to smile, through it all, on a good, warm, spring or spring-like day.  Three weeks until spring happens, she suggested.  I go by the weather.  And, to be honest, I see it heading that way.  At 24 F nights, and 32 F and more days, it's not quite there.  Especially with the 32 and more feeling colder than the 24, usually.  Tonight there is a cold wind from the north.  Not a high wind, just a medium, but solid.  During the days, it's been windy often.  Along with that moisture and the wind, it's... just cold.

I think I mentioned what I hope to do.  Getting chores done quickly will help.  A shower, to warm, will help.  The soup will help.  Trying to do the little things, like tending litter, picking up small areas, fixing or solving this problem or difficulty... the little things make the big things possible.  And the little things can be done when the big things are too much.

Someone keeps suggesting...

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A bird's tale.  Shut up I am told.