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It was 70°, read at both thermometers, upstairs. Unusual. Usually two degrees difference. And with both ac's running? It was 70° downstairs, but is up to 72° after the machine was on for a few hours. And, just checking outside, it is 72° and a bit humid? Yes. A rather peculiar occurance in these parts, especially at this temp and being high summer. It must be something from the south? Remember, it is usually 86° for cool days in July. So 72° is... nearly miraculous. And a whole day of overcast? Rare even in August.
While refreshing water for the ducks, I realized they were in place to possibly be herded in to the pen. So, after finishing that task, I left their hutch doors open and reentered the side back door. Then I emerged out the front door, so as to put them between myself and their hutch. I gently, distantly, let them know I was there. Slowly I approached, guiding them into the hutch the way you steer on snow? I think so. In they went. I don't usually feed them at night, but there wasn't much left, I wished to encourage good behavior, and they are leaving the hutch well in the morning without food draw now anyway. So, perhaps in the future? Or just on overcast days? Perhaps I can get them in earlier.
Oh? Whoever borrowed feed has replaced it. I'll not complain about that going forward. Though, if I might? I would suggest just borrowing a bag. I usually keep two extra. It would be easier. Though I still much prefer a request. Still, wanted to let you know that I noticed. And payment, in full and then some, is appreciated. Just ask next time. Or leave a note. I don't even need to know who. I work on a relaxed system... as long as repayment is made.
I slept after the last post. Down around 15:00ish. I set the alarm for 18:00, but hoped to be up before that. I think it was shortly after 16:00 when I woke. With ducks tended quickly, and nearly immediately for some unknown reason, I then emptied the dishes in prep for a shower and then to reset those. Too tired to then shower, I took a break to rest and post.
Next, I'll check laundry. If the first load is dry, I'll pull clothes for a shower, set the next load drying, but am done with laundry, other than completely drying and perhaps folding those clothes, for today. I hate having my panties in a bunch! ;p Otherwise I will reset laundry drying. I am really looking forward to getting the clothesline up. While I won't put everything out... think underwear... I will put much out. It isn't a real money savings, definitely not a time savings, it is just fresher clothing? Or just the idea... ideal? Meh. I don't know.
A shower, then setting up dishes for a fresh soak, and then supper preps. Chicken drumsticks, leftover brots, and potato salad for the boss, mostly. Potatos were boiled earlier. I best boil eggs and brine the chicken. You know, bbq sauce improves even chicken.
I have been tracking my work. Trying to increase work times. But with being off medicine was crippling me, then getting back on meds have pummeled me, as much as it might sound, about eight hours a week is as much as possible. As little as three hours one recent week. And that includes food, showering, laundry, dishes, and pets... everything most people don't even count? *shrug* I'll keep at it. I need to find or replace my glucometer. I just wish amazon got back to two day delivery. Later.
Wednesday, July 22, 2020
As the day passes...
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At a quarter after ten, it is 62° outdoors. It is 70° in the main while 66° in the front room. I just shut everything down so as to take a nap. The ducks were let out, a baked potato for breakfast, and a load from the wash to the dryer, on a final spin, and another load into the washer. A start. As well, potatos boiled for potato salad today or tomorrow.
It did rain. According to sidewalks. The driveway didn't look as if it had rained, but the sidewalks were conclusive. Just when I can't say. Odd how some places really show it while others don't. Not even all sidewalks show it. And it looks to have been a reasonable rain.
I have been back on heart medicine for a week and a day. I had been on insulin, but my blood sugar meter has gone missing. I'll look again, again, again when I wake. Too cold? Yea. So tired from that. A nap, then to dishes and a shower, back to laundry, and more when I wake. Good day.
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At a quarter after ten, it is 62° outdoors. It is 70° in the main while 66° in the front room. I just shut everything down so as to take a nap. The ducks were let out, a baked potato for breakfast, and a load from the wash to the dryer, on a final spin, and another load into the washer. A start. As well, potatos boiled for potato salad today or tomorrow.
It did rain. According to sidewalks. The driveway didn't look as if it had rained, but the sidewalks were conclusive. Just when I can't say. Odd how some places really show it while others don't. Not even all sidewalks show it. And it looks to have been a reasonable rain.
I have been back on heart medicine for a week and a day. I had been on insulin, but my blood sugar meter has gone missing. I'll look again, again, again when I wake. Too cold? Yea. So tired from that. A nap, then to dishes and a shower, back to laundry, and more when I wake. Good day.
A prayer.
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After speaking with my mother, I promised a prayer. Rain. It was suggested they sorely need rain. Actually, we haven't received rain in some time either. Still, in mind... July? Rain is quite rare. Not my problem. So, I prayed. A very simple quiet prayer. Leaving it at that, I went about my day.
Now, I am not certain it has, or will, rain here... or anywhere. Still, it is cloudy as if rain were possible this morning. I am at least enjoying the cool of the day. Will it rain here or there? At His leisure, should He offer it. Still, just this is quite a gift, for as long as lasts. Amen. No, it's never the one who prays...
I am hoping to use the cool to work. Dishes, laundry, a shower, cleaning the bathroom, cleaning parts of the kitchen... perhaps other things. Or... not. I am hoping to work, but not really going to push. I have chicken drumsticks thawed. This time I will brine them before cooking. I didn't last time. They were a bit too bland.
I'll let the ducks out a bit later. Hmm, but I will get laundry started. I best gather all. Then set a timer to feed the cats and start dishes? It is hoped. A shower then rinsing dishes, to be done after another break. I... will try. Have a great day. Oh, it is wonderfully cool. Later.
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After speaking with my mother, I promised a prayer. Rain. It was suggested they sorely need rain. Actually, we haven't received rain in some time either. Still, in mind... July? Rain is quite rare. Not my problem. So, I prayed. A very simple quiet prayer. Leaving it at that, I went about my day.
Now, I am not certain it has, or will, rain here... or anywhere. Still, it is cloudy as if rain were possible this morning. I am at least enjoying the cool of the day. Will it rain here or there? At His leisure, should He offer it. Still, just this is quite a gift, for as long as lasts. Amen. No, it's never the one who prays...
I am hoping to use the cool to work. Dishes, laundry, a shower, cleaning the bathroom, cleaning parts of the kitchen... perhaps other things. Or... not. I am hoping to work, but not really going to push. I have chicken drumsticks thawed. This time I will brine them before cooking. I didn't last time. They were a bit too bland.
I'll let the ducks out a bit later. Hmm, but I will get laundry started. I best gather all. Then set a timer to feed the cats and start dishes? It is hoped. A shower then rinsing dishes, to be done after another break. I... will try. Have a great day. Oh, it is wonderfully cool. Later.
Tuesday, July 21, 2020
Sleep is good, if off.
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I had to sleep at 18:00, almost exactly. I wanted to stay awake until I could put the ducks in, I couldn't stay awake. I set the alarm and was able to get up and out in time. Waking a few hours into sleep is a tricky thing, especially after a long day and fairly heavy work, compared to recent norms. I wish I could get them to go in earlier. Without a bird dog, they won't go and I can't round them up. Bushes are too thick.
Back to bed, again, after putting them up. Sleep until a bit after one. I tried to sleep longer. Made it to two. A bit of online reading, a meal, and it looks like bedtime is returning at closing in on four. A very cool night. It sure seems it. Good night, again.
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I had to sleep at 18:00, almost exactly. I wanted to stay awake until I could put the ducks in, I couldn't stay awake. I set the alarm and was able to get up and out in time. Waking a few hours into sleep is a tricky thing, especially after a long day and fairly heavy work, compared to recent norms. I wish I could get them to go in earlier. Without a bird dog, they won't go and I can't round them up. Bushes are too thick.
Back to bed, again, after putting them up. Sleep until a bit after one. I tried to sleep longer. Made it to two. A bit of online reading, a meal, and it looks like bedtime is returning at closing in on four. A very cool night. It sure seems it. Good night, again.
Monday, July 20, 2020
Oh, a very good finale.
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A sunch was served, lupper? Satisfactory. I... was not satisfied. The spices were a bit bland. The heat was there, little more. But, with lettuce, onions, tomato, and raw fresh sour cream? Oh, the rest carried my minor flaw over the line. The boss was happy enough. I will practice.
And... a sort of food dare was finally completed. Pig brains, in a can. We both sampled. This has been on the books for a long time. Taste? Not bad, if it smelled like wet canned cat food. It was the texture. Somewhere between chalky and meally, with a spam taste, and cat food smell. Will not be a daily. Would like to try fresh.
We made it without a gag, if he almost lost it. I just laughed, if I had advice. Of course I did! I suggested he let his mind go blank, like when a woman talks at you. Works with wonky food too. Too late I realized he... doesn't have the skill, or see the need. I think he... well... he will sort this out. No offense ladies, it's... well... we have to defend ourselves.
As well, a newer machine was made operational. Then the internet was set up. As well, the password was found. I should have an easier time with access, probably. Ugh, but that front room is blazing. I may have to figure out a way to get Internet upstairs. Hmm, if the rig is wi-fi...
We also attempted to check a dead socket. Definitely dead. The way to it is... difficult. May have to get estimates and go from there. Quite a day, with and without help. A nap is needed. Later.
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A sunch was served, lupper? Satisfactory. I... was not satisfied. The spices were a bit bland. The heat was there, little more. But, with lettuce, onions, tomato, and raw fresh sour cream? Oh, the rest carried my minor flaw over the line. The boss was happy enough. I will practice.
And... a sort of food dare was finally completed. Pig brains, in a can. We both sampled. This has been on the books for a long time. Taste? Not bad, if it smelled like wet canned cat food. It was the texture. Somewhere between chalky and meally, with a spam taste, and cat food smell. Will not be a daily. Would like to try fresh.
We made it without a gag, if he almost lost it. I just laughed, if I had advice. Of course I did! I suggested he let his mind go blank, like when a woman talks at you. Works with wonky food too. Too late I realized he... doesn't have the skill, or see the need. I think he... well... he will sort this out. No offense ladies, it's... well... we have to defend ourselves.
As well, a newer machine was made operational. Then the internet was set up. As well, the password was found. I should have an easier time with access, probably. Ugh, but that front room is blazing. I may have to figure out a way to get Internet upstairs. Hmm, if the rig is wi-fi...
We also attempted to check a dead socket. Definitely dead. The way to it is... difficult. May have to get estimates and go from there. Quite a day, with and without help. A nap is needed. Later.
What a day!
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I think I have been awake for much of the night. Think. I think I woke sometime early morning? Initially I could do nothing. The duck pool was washed out and set up. Running water is a rarity, but they got it today. Fresh food today, as well. They don't always finish their food. Lately, every day. I'll feed them as they will eat.
Then I had to sit. I almost wondered about going on back to bed. It wasn't that kind of tired. After a bit, I collected dishes, put them in to soak, washed a bunch of mason jars... set them to soak leastwhile. Then started on a couple of counter tops and the stove top.
Bit by bit I have taken bigger and smaller bites of chores. Those counters, the stove top, and the cast have been cleared, cleaned, and seasoned as necessary. As well, the bigger group of dishes was washed, then I got in for a shower, and finally everything was put back for a final wash soak.
Then, thinking I might be having lunch company, I got taco meat going. Not sure company will be arriving. All good. I will have a taco salad, a glass of milk, and... I think that will be it. Avocado? Uhmm, yum. I do like those. Then? A nap. Blood sugar, without anything today, at 12:36, was 67. At around 09:30, it had been 263? Yes, but maybe I did dose? And am using a new vial, with refills said to be arriving shortly? I was almost sure I didn't. Work and heat can do funny things to the read.
I'm just not sure. Heart medicine, initially, hurts diabetes. Once some envelope is extended beyond, it helps. There are a lot of variables in play. I caught it, by feel, and managed it. And I will be eating soon. All good. Still, it really can startle. That taco meat smells quite good. Later.
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I think I have been awake for much of the night. Think. I think I woke sometime early morning? Initially I could do nothing. The duck pool was washed out and set up. Running water is a rarity, but they got it today. Fresh food today, as well. They don't always finish their food. Lately, every day. I'll feed them as they will eat.
Then I had to sit. I almost wondered about going on back to bed. It wasn't that kind of tired. After a bit, I collected dishes, put them in to soak, washed a bunch of mason jars... set them to soak leastwhile. Then started on a couple of counter tops and the stove top.
Bit by bit I have taken bigger and smaller bites of chores. Those counters, the stove top, and the cast have been cleared, cleaned, and seasoned as necessary. As well, the bigger group of dishes was washed, then I got in for a shower, and finally everything was put back for a final wash soak.
Then, thinking I might be having lunch company, I got taco meat going. Not sure company will be arriving. All good. I will have a taco salad, a glass of milk, and... I think that will be it. Avocado? Uhmm, yum. I do like those. Then? A nap. Blood sugar, without anything today, at 12:36, was 67. At around 09:30, it had been 263? Yes, but maybe I did dose? And am using a new vial, with refills said to be arriving shortly? I was almost sure I didn't. Work and heat can do funny things to the read.
I'm just not sure. Heart medicine, initially, hurts diabetes. Once some envelope is extended beyond, it helps. There are a lot of variables in play. I caught it, by feel, and managed it. And I will be eating soon. All good. Still, it really can startle. That taco meat smells quite good. Later.
Sunday, July 19, 2020
A strange little horrible place in life.
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Too hot? Too cold? Same temperature, sometimes the same time! Reminds me of women, as a general notion... if half the reason why I like them, strangely.
Strangely? An echo or a grin, smile? Strangely indeed.
So strange. I am needing so much sleep. I get it, but feel the need for more, but pain, the cold, heat, or mix doesn't allow for it. What woke me most recently was a mixture of being too hot and too cold all at once. Such a strange thing. My feet were absolutely frigid, at 70°. While my torso up was just too hot. Obviously at the same temperature. Definitely a female thing. I wonder if women can cast curses?
I called my mother yesterday. No response. I will call when, if, I can reclaim function. I am only awake to settle whatever was wrong. I'm not actually functionally awake. I am merely dealing with some biological oddity. My mind wants to be sleeping in spite of nearly days down with very little uptime. Hmm... maybe the cot would do. It is 75° down here. I am hoping it is 70° upstairs. I would like it cooler, but... the heat out there just doesn't allow that.
Medicine. But it could be, probably will get, worse. I could easily spend two weeks to two months in my virtual coffin. I'm always a little surprised when I start medicine full blast that something doesn't break, snap, give. Or... maybe it does. As mentioned, I don't die well, or even stay dead when I... get lucky. Lucky... means different things to different people.
I'll keep at it, generally. If getting a nap, or another 18 hours down, may well be a part of keeping at it. Hmm, best set an alarm, so as to let the gigglers in. Good night.
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Too hot? Too cold? Same temperature, sometimes the same time! Reminds me of women, as a general notion... if half the reason why I like them, strangely.
Strangely? An echo or a grin, smile? Strangely indeed.
So strange. I am needing so much sleep. I get it, but feel the need for more, but pain, the cold, heat, or mix doesn't allow for it. What woke me most recently was a mixture of being too hot and too cold all at once. Such a strange thing. My feet were absolutely frigid, at 70°. While my torso up was just too hot. Obviously at the same temperature. Definitely a female thing. I wonder if women can cast curses?
I called my mother yesterday. No response. I will call when, if, I can reclaim function. I am only awake to settle whatever was wrong. I'm not actually functionally awake. I am merely dealing with some biological oddity. My mind wants to be sleeping in spite of nearly days down with very little uptime. Hmm... maybe the cot would do. It is 75° down here. I am hoping it is 70° upstairs. I would like it cooler, but... the heat out there just doesn't allow that.
Medicine. But it could be, probably will get, worse. I could easily spend two weeks to two months in my virtual coffin. I'm always a little surprised when I start medicine full blast that something doesn't break, snap, give. Or... maybe it does. As mentioned, I don't die well, or even stay dead when I... get lucky. Lucky... means different things to different people.
I'll keep at it, generally. If getting a nap, or another 18 hours down, may well be a part of keeping at it. Hmm, best set an alarm, so as to let the gigglers in. Good night.
Blood sugar.
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A reasonable dose with dinner. Actually excessive. A snack since. Half an ounce of pumpkin seeds. No sweetener in my tea. A thirty six point drop, to 216. It just isn't working with me. In time.
Not as bad a day as it started. But a lot of things hurt. As well, hungry. All I did with the light snack was keep the fiercest portion of hunger slightly fed. Not much of a supper either. If more because I was, am, too tired to cook more. With such high blood sugar, I don't care. Call it unintentional intermittent fasting.
I tried to place an online order at my grocery store. It wouldn't take my phone number correctly. If I typed, as an example, 854, as I was inputting 4, everything would shift to, say, 548 or 458. I tried this and that, but there wasn't a way. So I signed off the phone and tried my other system. Now it isn't, again, accepting my password. China's social credit system is active in America, if with complete deniability.
I was able to comparison shop. I was able to find same brand at mostly the same prices. I came out ahead on the bulk but same brand bigger paper plates. Those were so much cheaper that it made the extra dollars and cents higher on else get lost. Plus, no curbside pickup. It will take half a week to get here though.
I meant to sleep earlier. Tried to get it cooler, so as to shut it all down. Nope. It is stuck at 73°, with everything open and two fans spinning. It is 52° outside. Oh well. Might as well stay up to let the ducks out. Oh, I texted about hens... not for a long while. Oh well. Later.
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A reasonable dose with dinner. Actually excessive. A snack since. Half an ounce of pumpkin seeds. No sweetener in my tea. A thirty six point drop, to 216. It just isn't working with me. In time.
Not as bad a day as it started. But a lot of things hurt. As well, hungry. All I did with the light snack was keep the fiercest portion of hunger slightly fed. Not much of a supper either. If more because I was, am, too tired to cook more. With such high blood sugar, I don't care. Call it unintentional intermittent fasting.
I tried to place an online order at my grocery store. It wouldn't take my phone number correctly. If I typed, as an example, 854, as I was inputting 4, everything would shift to, say, 548 or 458. I tried this and that, but there wasn't a way. So I signed off the phone and tried my other system. Now it isn't, again, accepting my password. China's social credit system is active in America, if with complete deniability.
I was able to comparison shop. I was able to find same brand at mostly the same prices. I came out ahead on the bulk but same brand bigger paper plates. Those were so much cheaper that it made the extra dollars and cents higher on else get lost. Plus, no curbside pickup. It will take half a week to get here though.
I meant to sleep earlier. Tried to get it cooler, so as to shut it all down. Nope. It is stuck at 73°, with everything open and two fans spinning. It is 52° outside. Oh well. Might as well stay up to let the ducks out. Oh, I texted about hens... not for a long while. Oh well. Later.
Saturday, July 18, 2020
It is medicine that does that.
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Not the sleep, or any more than being off medicine, large fast weather changes, extreme weather, other larger (or a large collection of) stress(es), general health failure, or simple powerful (or smaller muliple complex) pain. Other things? Combos, boss! Yea. Though, currently, restarting medication is part of it, as are 90° plus days.
What pills do is hurt my innards. It feels like a mule clipped my belly and a lower rib. Bruised, some bloat, gassy, and angry in there. It hurts in varied, intense ways. I would go back to sleep, but I can't. I've spent that painkiller, if without choice. I kept crashing, due to heat and diabetes.
I have been eating lightly and more rightly, plus dosing insulin, but that doesn't seem to be helping. A true fasting, after a very good light keto meal and dose, has blood sugar at 219. That was after five hours of not eating beforehand. I do think going on or off medicine causes diabetes problems as well. It might explain the stomach, organ, pains. Perhaps medicine messes things up in the short run, by denying blood flow. I really think so.
I am avoiding even keto sweetener. As much as possible. It can exacerbate diabetes when it is being difficult. But I need it, to get enough fluid in with the heat, and to balance the water pills. It's complicated. I will eat the last of the taco meat shortly, as a salad, then make a new batch. Maybe food will help. Aspirin too. Later.
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Not the sleep, or any more than being off medicine, large fast weather changes, extreme weather, other larger (or a large collection of) stress(es), general health failure, or simple powerful (or smaller muliple complex) pain. Other things? Combos, boss! Yea. Though, currently, restarting medication is part of it, as are 90° plus days.
What pills do is hurt my innards. It feels like a mule clipped my belly and a lower rib. Bruised, some bloat, gassy, and angry in there. It hurts in varied, intense ways. I would go back to sleep, but I can't. I've spent that painkiller, if without choice. I kept crashing, due to heat and diabetes.
I have been eating lightly and more rightly, plus dosing insulin, but that doesn't seem to be helping. A true fasting, after a very good light keto meal and dose, has blood sugar at 219. That was after five hours of not eating beforehand. I do think going on or off medicine causes diabetes problems as well. It might explain the stomach, organ, pains. Perhaps medicine messes things up in the short run, by denying blood flow. I really think so.
I am avoiding even keto sweetener. As much as possible. It can exacerbate diabetes when it is being difficult. But I need it, to get enough fluid in with the heat, and to balance the water pills. It's complicated. I will eat the last of the taco meat shortly, as a salad, then make a new batch. Maybe food will help. Aspirin too. Later.
Someone reminded me...
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I doubt I could find, or afford, this filler. But... a super good choice. I have had it a number of times. If I can't afford the meat, I really couldn't afford dining out with that as an entree or side. First, everything is more expensive out, then these dishes are only served at mid to high tier restaurants, and that assumes such a restaurant could be found open. I wouldn't trust that as pickup.
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I doubt I could find, or afford, this filler. But... a super good choice. I have had it a number of times. If I can't afford the meat, I really couldn't afford dining out with that as an entree or side. First, everything is more expensive out, then these dishes are only served at mid to high tier restaurants, and that assumes such a restaurant could be found open. I wouldn't trust that as pickup.
The keto bread replacement of choice?
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I keep looking. But mostly just looking. I need to start making decisions, trying the recipes, as well as adding things that might help. Xantham gum and psyllium husk... the latter whole, ground, or powdered, as well as other ingredients or ratios. No spice or cheese, unless that is a base component... usually mozzarella and or cream cheese. At least, keep it plain until after a good bread, bun, or such, has been created. Then cheese breads, corn breads, and such, can be developed.
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I keep looking. But mostly just looking. I need to start making decisions, trying the recipes, as well as adding things that might help. Xantham gum and psyllium husk... the latter whole, ground, or powdered, as well as other ingredients or ratios. No spice or cheese, unless that is a base component... usually mozzarella and or cream cheese. At least, keep it plain until after a good bread, bun, or such, has been created. Then cheese breads, corn breads, and such, can be developed.
Sleep won.
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I was fighting it. Another hour up, I was so sure. I feared I wouldn't be able to wake in time to shut everything down. I... can't remember what I was thinking when I went to bed, only that I somehow thought I wouldn't fall asleep. Yea, that... I must have been way out of it.
I crashed so hard! But, I did resist for an hour. I woke about an half hour ago. Down around... before 02:00, up a bit before 05:00. Strange. I thought I was done for a long time. I don't know what woke me. It is 70° both upstairs and in the main downstairs. It is about 54° outside. I adjusted fans in an attempt to accelerate cooling, but am beginning to believe the new way was a mistake?
It has warmed a few degrees since the change. But myself and the machines add extra heat to the place. Perhaps this is maximum cooling under the conditions? I'll check everything, give it to six, reset if it remains warmer. I almost suspect this is, pretty much, as cool as it gets for the night.
A nap, after letting the ducks out, hopefully. Then perhaps a shower and some clearing and cleaning. Sleeping when the heat gets rough, or gets to me. Sometimes 70° is fine, sometimes it seems like a furnace. Food shortly. Fasting blood sugar is 144. Though, by time, is it actually fasting? I thought I tested before my last meal, that was around 11:30, and the device matches the clock. But... wasn't I awake later? Yes. But, what time was my last meal?
Morning meds, breakfast, and insulin. Then I will see about anything else. A strange life. Later.
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I was fighting it. Another hour up, I was so sure. I feared I wouldn't be able to wake in time to shut everything down. I... can't remember what I was thinking when I went to bed, only that I somehow thought I wouldn't fall asleep. Yea, that... I must have been way out of it.
I crashed so hard! But, I did resist for an hour. I woke about an half hour ago. Down around... before 02:00, up a bit before 05:00. Strange. I thought I was done for a long time. I don't know what woke me. It is 70° both upstairs and in the main downstairs. It is about 54° outside. I adjusted fans in an attempt to accelerate cooling, but am beginning to believe the new way was a mistake?
It has warmed a few degrees since the change. But myself and the machines add extra heat to the place. Perhaps this is maximum cooling under the conditions? I'll check everything, give it to six, reset if it remains warmer. I almost suspect this is, pretty much, as cool as it gets for the night.
A nap, after letting the ducks out, hopefully. Then perhaps a shower and some clearing and cleaning. Sleeping when the heat gets rough, or gets to me. Sometimes 70° is fine, sometimes it seems like a furnace. Food shortly. Fasting blood sugar is 144. Though, by time, is it actually fasting? I thought I tested before my last meal, that was around 11:30, and the device matches the clock. But... wasn't I awake later? Yes. But, what time was my last meal?
Morning meds, breakfast, and insulin. Then I will see about anything else. A strange life. Later.
A late keto taco themed meal.
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Yes, very much keto. Keto isn't bad. It is labor and time intensive. The only real way to eat keto is to cook pretty much from scratch, being very cautious about ingredients, and the mass of ingredients by total comparative to the other ingredients volume and in total. Plus, figuring out which items really are ketogenic, which forms of whichever food are more and less ketogenic. As an example, dried onion granules are more keto friendly, but don't work in tacos... unless you remember to add them when frying the meat.
But, everything is a tradeoff. Money, time, cost efficacy, flavor, texture, and many more, all vying for a spot. Add in flawed preferences tastes that have been developed through life. And simple preferences. Trying to beat that into keto shape will take time. One of my greatest difficulties is my hunger for different. I need to focus on very simple templates, recipes. When those are nailed, THEN figure out keto additives or other changes so as to satisfy my wants. Needs first.
Oh, I am finding that processed, premade, keto foods really aren't good. Lies or something lost in translation matters not. That they don't work to help diabetes, or maintain ketosis is the real issue. You can't really buy your way to ketosis unless you can afford a cook or chef with good intentions and at least half a brain.
Tonight, I started with two cheese shelled tacos. Quite good but very high in fat and calories. So, when still hungry, I settled for a taco salad. No cheese, just meat, lettuce, onions, etc. Just as delicious, probably half the calories, if not as easy or typically mannered to eat. I want to get the shells down, but will mostly being just doing taco salads.
I took insuin. Blood sugar has been oddly high today. I am hoping food logging will help make more sense of that, as I begin. We will see. Anyway. Everything is back on course. Three days of taking all medicine, for sure, and on time. It'll get there. Dinner was delicious. And felt right. I am relearning ho to eat.
At 01:17, it is up to 74° indoors, downstairs. I forgot to open the cave up. As I was getting the chilling started, I checked outdoors. It was down to 62°. It will cool a lot more. Hot days are much more tolerable with cool nights. I ought to open the upstairs as well. I'll give it all an hour before shutting some or all down, then sleeping.
I would get back to bed now. I want to get it cooler, so as to shut things down... as much as possible. If I can get it all to 66° or less, I can shut it all down, so not need to go downstairs until I am definitely waking. It is so much better to not have to wake twice, or suffer the extreme heat if I miss. It is worth the small sacrifice risk.
Ah, tomorrow... I need to ask about more duck hens. If available, perhaps go pick them up. I won't return the extra drakes. They will be my first culls. And I am excited for their sacrifice. Oh, yes, more hens. They put out a lot of chicks. But, hen or drake, all can be eaten.
Good night.
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Yes, very much keto. Keto isn't bad. It is labor and time intensive. The only real way to eat keto is to cook pretty much from scratch, being very cautious about ingredients, and the mass of ingredients by total comparative to the other ingredients volume and in total. Plus, figuring out which items really are ketogenic, which forms of whichever food are more and less ketogenic. As an example, dried onion granules are more keto friendly, but don't work in tacos... unless you remember to add them when frying the meat.
But, everything is a tradeoff. Money, time, cost efficacy, flavor, texture, and many more, all vying for a spot. Add in flawed preferences tastes that have been developed through life. And simple preferences. Trying to beat that into keto shape will take time. One of my greatest difficulties is my hunger for different. I need to focus on very simple templates, recipes. When those are nailed, THEN figure out keto additives or other changes so as to satisfy my wants. Needs first.
Oh, I am finding that processed, premade, keto foods really aren't good. Lies or something lost in translation matters not. That they don't work to help diabetes, or maintain ketosis is the real issue. You can't really buy your way to ketosis unless you can afford a cook or chef with good intentions and at least half a brain.
Tonight, I started with two cheese shelled tacos. Quite good but very high in fat and calories. So, when still hungry, I settled for a taco salad. No cheese, just meat, lettuce, onions, etc. Just as delicious, probably half the calories, if not as easy or typically mannered to eat. I want to get the shells down, but will mostly being just doing taco salads.
I took insuin. Blood sugar has been oddly high today. I am hoping food logging will help make more sense of that, as I begin. We will see. Anyway. Everything is back on course. Three days of taking all medicine, for sure, and on time. It'll get there. Dinner was delicious. And felt right. I am relearning ho to eat.
At 01:17, it is up to 74° indoors, downstairs. I forgot to open the cave up. As I was getting the chilling started, I checked outdoors. It was down to 62°. It will cool a lot more. Hot days are much more tolerable with cool nights. I ought to open the upstairs as well. I'll give it all an hour before shutting some or all down, then sleeping.
I would get back to bed now. I want to get it cooler, so as to shut things down... as much as possible. If I can get it all to 66° or less, I can shut it all down, so not need to go downstairs until I am definitely waking. It is so much better to not have to wake twice, or suffer the extreme heat if I miss. It is worth the small sacrifice risk.
Ah, tomorrow... I need to ask about more duck hens. If available, perhaps go pick them up. I won't return the extra drakes. They will be my first culls. And I am excited for their sacrifice. Oh, yes, more hens. They put out a lot of chicks. But, hen or drake, all can be eaten.
Good night.
Friday, July 17, 2020
Meds ordered, doc appointment made.
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Fried, pseudo napping for a few hours. Remembered meds, so ordered those. Then back to near-napping. I didn't dare let go. I would have fallen. I may have to go in anyway. Subdermal? Subcutaneous? An infection below the skin, actually above both ankles... I had thought just one before today and looking more closely.
Wasn't happy about having gone off medicine. I should explain why. If I doubt they will understand. Or, the additional part. Meds are doing nothing but barely keeping me alive, at great cost and pain. If it weren't for some additional hope for keto, with the addition of the food logger, I... wouldn't have started back up.
After those things, I crashed so hard I... actually had to fight through the heat exhaustion to get back to a place in which I could sleep. But when I did, I slept as absolutely as I can. I woke just in time to let the ducks in. Sometimes the penguin girl isn't with them. One night both of the new hens were gone. I found them in the post hole... thankfully. I look around well if one is missing.
My hearing is what allowed me to find them that time. I had thought my directional hearing was shot. Apparently not.
Tacos tonight. Cheese shells, sour cream, spiced burger, some onion and tomato, maybe avocado or guacamole... if the avocado is ready. No extra cheese needed. Work tonight? Not really possible, probably. I burned out today. No loud pains, but no energy. Tomorrow, I hope. Digging in where possible. I want the kitchen and bathroom back to a better trim.
Amazingly, it is 72° downstairs. It was 71° to 68° upstairs. It, at 22:16, is just hitting 70° outside. I'll bet it got a bit hotter out there. I went looking for today's high but it wasn't listed on the sites which got the current temperature correct. I didn't bother with sites which padded the readings by eight to ten degrees. Those are only in business because of corrupt bureaucracy and academia... but I repeat myself at this point.
Some of that is pro-Chines versus pro-Russian versus Pro-American propaganda, though because of their varied goals, which is lying or truthing on any specific topic or data set is difficult to know. "Our" intelligence is often anti-American, perhaps so as to outsource labor so the ultra rich can get richer, etc. It gets... much more convoluted from there. But most of "our" government is strongly anti-American.
Yea. But it was a successful day. I may get the preferred food blogger up and running tonight. And begin figuring it out for use soon. I don't know if that will work. But being forced to see choices and consequences... to understand through knowledge? I think that could be a powerful tool. Whether I can manage lower carbs and lower chalories? I will know soon.
I will try beyond failure. I will push and shove. I will give it even a year of even perpetual failure, if need be. The goal isn't failure, merely that might be the result. Absolute and honest food tracking is the goal. THEN working on controls and limits. That is the phase where weight loss may happen. It may take a lot of time and much failure. I believe it is worth ego hits and else.
That is the suffering and endurance phase. My goal, initial goal, is 240. After that? Perhaps maintenance. Perhaps on to 220. Or maintenance and back to swimming... which would be weight loss, as muscle weighs more than fat, so as muscle was gained, to maintain weight fat would have to be lost. Thoughts, considerations, goals, hopes, plans. Later.
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Fried, pseudo napping for a few hours. Remembered meds, so ordered those. Then back to near-napping. I didn't dare let go. I would have fallen. I may have to go in anyway. Subdermal? Subcutaneous? An infection below the skin, actually above both ankles... I had thought just one before today and looking more closely.
Wasn't happy about having gone off medicine. I should explain why. If I doubt they will understand. Or, the additional part. Meds are doing nothing but barely keeping me alive, at great cost and pain. If it weren't for some additional hope for keto, with the addition of the food logger, I... wouldn't have started back up.
After those things, I crashed so hard I... actually had to fight through the heat exhaustion to get back to a place in which I could sleep. But when I did, I slept as absolutely as I can. I woke just in time to let the ducks in. Sometimes the penguin girl isn't with them. One night both of the new hens were gone. I found them in the post hole... thankfully. I look around well if one is missing.
My hearing is what allowed me to find them that time. I had thought my directional hearing was shot. Apparently not.
Tacos tonight. Cheese shells, sour cream, spiced burger, some onion and tomato, maybe avocado or guacamole... if the avocado is ready. No extra cheese needed. Work tonight? Not really possible, probably. I burned out today. No loud pains, but no energy. Tomorrow, I hope. Digging in where possible. I want the kitchen and bathroom back to a better trim.
Amazingly, it is 72° downstairs. It was 71° to 68° upstairs. It, at 22:16, is just hitting 70° outside. I'll bet it got a bit hotter out there. I went looking for today's high but it wasn't listed on the sites which got the current temperature correct. I didn't bother with sites which padded the readings by eight to ten degrees. Those are only in business because of corrupt bureaucracy and academia... but I repeat myself at this point.
Some of that is pro-Chines versus pro-Russian versus Pro-American propaganda, though because of their varied goals, which is lying or truthing on any specific topic or data set is difficult to know. "Our" intelligence is often anti-American, perhaps so as to outsource labor so the ultra rich can get richer, etc. It gets... much more convoluted from there. But most of "our" government is strongly anti-American.
Yea. But it was a successful day. I may get the preferred food blogger up and running tonight. And begin figuring it out for use soon. I don't know if that will work. But being forced to see choices and consequences... to understand through knowledge? I think that could be a powerful tool. Whether I can manage lower carbs and lower chalories? I will know soon.
I will try beyond failure. I will push and shove. I will give it even a year of even perpetual failure, if need be. The goal isn't failure, merely that might be the result. Absolute and honest food tracking is the goal. THEN working on controls and limits. That is the phase where weight loss may happen. It may take a lot of time and much failure. I believe it is worth ego hits and else.
That is the suffering and endurance phase. My goal, initial goal, is 240. After that? Perhaps maintenance. Perhaps on to 220. Or maintenance and back to swimming... which would be weight loss, as muscle weighs more than fat, so as muscle was gained, to maintain weight fat would have to be lost. Thoughts, considerations, goals, hopes, plans. Later.
A lot done.
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Faxes sent, for disabled parking and drivers license, a new phone sought. Verizon doesn't carry phones which allow battery removal. Amazon suggested they did. It would have been easier through the store, but the store gets government gimmies worth enough to lose sales to clients. They work for the governments... Chinese, US, European, but no government wants it's people getting what we want. For now there are other sellers.
The bank had my new card. A quick and easy task. It started out about 70°. After a few side runs, it was 74° as we hit Logan. A stop at stores that were next door neighbors. Me for spices. It hit 81° about then. Then here and there. Probably as we were leaving, definitely by our return, it was 92°. It was early afternoon. It may get hotter yet.
I am absolutely spent. I do have a telephone doctor appointment soon. But I'll be upstairs in the ac until then. And will nap after. It was 70°, inside, downstairs when I returned. It's almost to 73° because of the heat I dragged in. If I turn everything off, and cool in ac upstairs, it will improve down here.
Absolutely fried. Later.
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Faxes sent, for disabled parking and drivers license, a new phone sought. Verizon doesn't carry phones which allow battery removal. Amazon suggested they did. It would have been easier through the store, but the store gets government gimmies worth enough to lose sales to clients. They work for the governments... Chinese, US, European, but no government wants it's people getting what we want. For now there are other sellers.
The bank had my new card. A quick and easy task. It started out about 70°. After a few side runs, it was 74° as we hit Logan. A stop at stores that were next door neighbors. Me for spices. It hit 81° about then. Then here and there. Probably as we were leaving, definitely by our return, it was 92°. It was early afternoon. It may get hotter yet.
I am absolutely spent. I do have a telephone doctor appointment soon. But I'll be upstairs in the ac until then. And will nap after. It was 70°, inside, downstairs when I returned. It's almost to 73° because of the heat I dragged in. If I turn everything off, and cool in ac upstairs, it will improve down here.
Absolutely fried. Later.
A better morning.
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A real morning. I was up at 07:00, perhaps half after. Initially only to close the cave and switch to ac. Then I decided it would be possible and prudent to let the ducks out. Finally, the morning felt right, so I decided to stay awake. Medicine, for going on the third day. I'll get a bite and isulin shortly. A shower last night, so... good for today if events make that too complicated.
I did fry burger, and season it for tacos. As well, I diced onion and tomato, plus tried several cheeses for taco shells. Everything was rightly stored and reefered. That'll... the shells... take practice. They are vastly better than the first batches, but aren't quite crunchy, or not all of them. I'll get there. As well, I found the paperwork to be faxed, and the number to which it needs to be sent. I had almost thought the latter lost... if that would have been an easy fix. Still...
Yes. A good start. A fasting blood sugar at 173, two days back on insulin, and shortly after going so far off the keto and diabetes reservation I was thinking I was almost to Vegas. It was nearly 300 fasting recently. I'd best be very light with dosing, and keep carb tabs with... which is part of my e d carry items.
Today? Tacos, sometime. A call for a resupply of medicine. A fax sent. Perhaps a wee bit of shopping. Maybe a new phone. And... oh, a tele appointment with the doc later. Perhaps the last pole, for the clothes line, and then that finished? Always more to do than I have time, energy, and or focus. But... it's... going. Later.
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A real morning. I was up at 07:00, perhaps half after. Initially only to close the cave and switch to ac. Then I decided it would be possible and prudent to let the ducks out. Finally, the morning felt right, so I decided to stay awake. Medicine, for going on the third day. I'll get a bite and isulin shortly. A shower last night, so... good for today if events make that too complicated.
I did fry burger, and season it for tacos. As well, I diced onion and tomato, plus tried several cheeses for taco shells. Everything was rightly stored and reefered. That'll... the shells... take practice. They are vastly better than the first batches, but aren't quite crunchy, or not all of them. I'll get there. As well, I found the paperwork to be faxed, and the number to which it needs to be sent. I had almost thought the latter lost... if that would have been an easy fix. Still...
Yes. A good start. A fasting blood sugar at 173, two days back on insulin, and shortly after going so far off the keto and diabetes reservation I was thinking I was almost to Vegas. It was nearly 300 fasting recently. I'd best be very light with dosing, and keep carb tabs with... which is part of my e d carry items.
Today? Tacos, sometime. A call for a resupply of medicine. A fax sent. Perhaps a wee bit of shopping. Maybe a new phone. And... oh, a tele appointment with the doc later. Perhaps the last pole, for the clothes line, and then that finished? Always more to do than I have time, energy, and or focus. But... it's... going. Later.
Thursday, July 16, 2020
Horrible.
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I can't call it the worst in recent history. It equals the worst of days. But the feeling persists. I am guessing one of four problems, possibly a bitof all.
I have been able to slightly, probably temporarily, shift my schedule. That allowed me to contact the driver license extension office, which offered an extra month to get paperwork in. Well, and the ducks were let out today. That wouldn't have happened otherwise. So brutal.
The continuing heat, mild as it is, plus pushing to be awake in it, and all the extra light, is definitely killing me. Yea, light sensitive, especially with the heat and so many hours of it. I am drowning in it. Even in my shaded, thick-walled, relatively cool fortress, my eyes are slitted as if I was on the brightest desert plain. It's only 73° inside. Being 90° outside, this home really is an oasis, especially since all I am using downstairs is night cooling and two fans. Still it was getting to me sleeping nights. Doing days is tripling the effect.
The final probable issue is restarting medication. Blood sugar was 140 this "morning", but that morning has been my 'sleeping midnight' until today, so it's off. It was up to 278 after a very keto, if large and without insulin, breakfast of tacos. I had a glass of milk and insulin just now, after a 'nap'.
Oh, keto tacos? Go light on onions and tomatos, and use cheese taco shells. As to the cheese taco shells? I just wasn't getting it right. So, I went back to youtube and sought a more detailed video. And I found one... if my eyes kept... dogging south. I'm tired. Can't always focus, not even both of them. Whought? N.Mind.
Oddly, it's women who don't flash their bling who catch my attention? Yea, but... why? Oh, who cares. As long as I can be civil, or escape. Telling you, I'm a sucker for demure.
May need another nap. First a call. If I can't cook, I'll offer an option. I might not be good for much, but I refuse to be good for nothing. I'll leave that for the dindus.
Later.
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I can't call it the worst in recent history. It equals the worst of days. But the feeling persists. I am guessing one of four problems, possibly a bitof all.
I have been able to slightly, probably temporarily, shift my schedule. That allowed me to contact the driver license extension office, which offered an extra month to get paperwork in. Well, and the ducks were let out today. That wouldn't have happened otherwise. So brutal.
The continuing heat, mild as it is, plus pushing to be awake in it, and all the extra light, is definitely killing me. Yea, light sensitive, especially with the heat and so many hours of it. I am drowning in it. Even in my shaded, thick-walled, relatively cool fortress, my eyes are slitted as if I was on the brightest desert plain. It's only 73° inside. Being 90° outside, this home really is an oasis, especially since all I am using downstairs is night cooling and two fans. Still it was getting to me sleeping nights. Doing days is tripling the effect.
The final probable issue is restarting medication. Blood sugar was 140 this "morning", but that morning has been my 'sleeping midnight' until today, so it's off. It was up to 278 after a very keto, if large and without insulin, breakfast of tacos. I had a glass of milk and insulin just now, after a 'nap'.
Oh, keto tacos? Go light on onions and tomatos, and use cheese taco shells. As to the cheese taco shells? I just wasn't getting it right. So, I went back to youtube and sought a more detailed video. And I found one... if my eyes kept... dogging south. I'm tired. Can't always focus, not even both of them. Whought? N.Mind.
Oddly, it's women who don't flash their bling who catch my attention? Yea, but... why? Oh, who cares. As long as I can be civil, or escape. Telling you, I'm a sucker for demure.
May need another nap. First a call. If I can't cook, I'll offer an option. I might not be good for much, but I refuse to be good for nothing. I'll leave that for the dindus.
Later.
Wednesday, July 15, 2020
Fighting to wake.
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Calls to make. Important. Time sensitive.
I didn't sleep until 07:30. I kept waking, but being unable to shake real sleep, calls weren't placed until late. Successful calls, at least. Not all of them, timed out. An appointment with my doctor... just over the phone... set up. A fax to send the driver license doctor sheet. And that a disability parking permit is issued by doctors, so to bring that up in the appointment.
Two more calls tomorrow. One to reorder meds, one to let the mvd, or whomsoever, know I have an upcoming appointment, so ask for an extension. Had to have an appointment so as to know how much time to request. As well, I need to start looking for a lawyer... for the ssd claim. I am having a very difficult time waking early, or sleeping earlier. Stuck. Will keep at it.
Tacos, tomorrow. Will try getting much of it done tonight. While dicing onions and tomatos, frying burger, and anything else, I also plan to make keto shells, and try them, with the fixings. Two use various cheeses, one uses a mix of keto flour, cream cheese, and cauliflower. I have given up on cauliflower... it's too much fuss, one way or the other.
The kitchen and bathroom really need hit. I just can't wake and get going. I'll... keep trying. Bleh. I may need a nap. Funny thing? I am losing a lot of size. I am back down to the second to the last notch on my belt again. Usually. Water can bloat quickly, once in a while. So tired already, again. I'll wait until the ducks go in, then crash... if still able. Later.
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Calls to make. Important. Time sensitive.
I didn't sleep until 07:30. I kept waking, but being unable to shake real sleep, calls weren't placed until late. Successful calls, at least. Not all of them, timed out. An appointment with my doctor... just over the phone... set up. A fax to send the driver license doctor sheet. And that a disability parking permit is issued by doctors, so to bring that up in the appointment.
Two more calls tomorrow. One to reorder meds, one to let the mvd, or whomsoever, know I have an upcoming appointment, so ask for an extension. Had to have an appointment so as to know how much time to request. As well, I need to start looking for a lawyer... for the ssd claim. I am having a very difficult time waking early, or sleeping earlier. Stuck. Will keep at it.
Tacos, tomorrow. Will try getting much of it done tonight. While dicing onions and tomatos, frying burger, and anything else, I also plan to make keto shells, and try them, with the fixings. Two use various cheeses, one uses a mix of keto flour, cream cheese, and cauliflower. I have given up on cauliflower... it's too much fuss, one way or the other.
The kitchen and bathroom really need hit. I just can't wake and get going. I'll... keep trying. Bleh. I may need a nap. Funny thing? I am losing a lot of size. I am back down to the second to the last notch on my belt again. Usually. Water can bloat quickly, once in a while. So tired already, again. I'll wait until the ducks go in, then crash... if still able. Later.
Difficult.
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Then it got better.
Waking up was brutal. I attempted to wake several times. Not sure when I went to bed, around sunup. I couldn't wake until 16:00, give or take an half hour. I had shopping, and banking, and more to do. The "more" was impossible, too late. The banking and shopping were possible. One required the other, potentially. I wasn't sure if the store would accept a check.
A shower, then a call to the bank. Yes, if I rushed it would be open. So tired. I made it. Then to the grocery store. I spent time looking for a mask, in case they were required. Not required. Too confining. But if required for needs... Everything wanted except aluminum free baking soda and... cucumbers. The cucumbers offered were rough. Oh, and I went with shredded lettuce, as romaine heads were rough and expensive by mass. Summer can complicate produce procurement.
Then to get home in time. I returned by 19:00, but so tired I couldn't cook. Dinner was, eventually, sorted. So tired. Not much done, but too warm and running, as fast as possible, since my morning. As the night went on, improvement. Hoping to chill well, then be to bed much earlier.
I have rather important things to do tomorrow, and they have to be completed earlier, preferably before noon thirty. Four calls, as well, perhaps, faxes sent. As well, the ducks weren't let out today. I don't mind that rarely, but prefer that not be too frequent. They were fed and water was checked, just... I was up to late, moving too slowly, and I wasn't sure about getting them in later.
It was hitting 55° an hour or two ago. Last night it got down to 45°! Quite cool for a high summer low. And the highest I saw it today was 82°. Though it could have cooled off before I saw it later in the afternoon. Even so, this is a very cool high summer so far.
Good night, I hope. Godspeed and His blessings.
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Then it got better.
Waking up was brutal. I attempted to wake several times. Not sure when I went to bed, around sunup. I couldn't wake until 16:00, give or take an half hour. I had shopping, and banking, and more to do. The "more" was impossible, too late. The banking and shopping were possible. One required the other, potentially. I wasn't sure if the store would accept a check.
A shower, then a call to the bank. Yes, if I rushed it would be open. So tired. I made it. Then to the grocery store. I spent time looking for a mask, in case they were required. Not required. Too confining. But if required for needs... Everything wanted except aluminum free baking soda and... cucumbers. The cucumbers offered were rough. Oh, and I went with shredded lettuce, as romaine heads were rough and expensive by mass. Summer can complicate produce procurement.
Then to get home in time. I returned by 19:00, but so tired I couldn't cook. Dinner was, eventually, sorted. So tired. Not much done, but too warm and running, as fast as possible, since my morning. As the night went on, improvement. Hoping to chill well, then be to bed much earlier.
I have rather important things to do tomorrow, and they have to be completed earlier, preferably before noon thirty. Four calls, as well, perhaps, faxes sent. As well, the ducks weren't let out today. I don't mind that rarely, but prefer that not be too frequent. They were fed and water was checked, just... I was up to late, moving too slowly, and I wasn't sure about getting them in later.
It was hitting 55° an hour or two ago. Last night it got down to 45°! Quite cool for a high summer low. And the highest I saw it today was 82°. Though it could have cooled off before I saw it later in the afternoon. Even so, this is a very cool high summer so far.
Good night, I hope. Godspeed and His blessings.
Tuesday, July 14, 2020
Monday, July 13, 2020
An okay day.
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Oh, the lost duckling did return. Must be a she, so tiny. And she "dresses" as a penguin! Anyway, that is the good news.
Oh, I found electrolyte powder. Four doses the first day, a dose a day for a while.
I will set medicine back up tonight. Including potassium replacement. The V.A. was down for a while. I was saving the meds until I felt a pressing need. I will call tomorrow, see if refills are available, and attempt an appointment for primary and the dentist... hopefully before the next shutdown.
Later.
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Oh, the lost duckling did return. Must be a she, so tiny. And she "dresses" as a penguin! Anyway, that is the good news.
Oh, I found electrolyte powder. Four doses the first day, a dose a day for a while.
I will set medicine back up tonight. Including potassium replacement. The V.A. was down for a while. I was saving the meds until I felt a pressing need. I will call tomorrow, see if refills are available, and attempt an appointment for primary and the dentist... hopefully before the next shutdown.
Later.
Sunday, July 12, 2020
Awake and doing well!
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I don't remember when I went to bed. It was enough after sunup to let the quackles out. No sign of the little one. I checked through the night as well. Hopefully she holed up somewhere and could stay warm enough. I will know tonight, when they go in. If alive and well, she will almost certainly be with the others. Losses will happen.
I think excess fluid removal, mostly, helped. I do need to sort electrolyte replacement, mineral replacement, and salt replacement. Though salt may act as a temporary electrolyte and mineral replacement? Still, do need salt too. Everything and the kitchen sink went with the flood. But the water was killing me. I do notice, being low on salt, minerals, and probably more electrolytes, I am much more susceptible to the heat and even mild exercise. As well, muscle cramps can be murder.
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I don't remember when I went to bed. It was enough after sunup to let the quackles out. No sign of the little one. I checked through the night as well. Hopefully she holed up somewhere and could stay warm enough. I will know tonight, when they go in. If alive and well, she will almost certainly be with the others. Losses will happen.
I think excess fluid removal, mostly, helped. I do need to sort electrolyte replacement, mineral replacement, and salt replacement. Though salt may act as a temporary electrolyte and mineral replacement? Still, do need salt too. Everything and the kitchen sink went with the flood. But the water was killing me. I do notice, being low on salt, minerals, and probably more electrolytes, I am much more susceptible to the heat and even mild exercise. As well, muscle cramps can be murder.
Food thoughts.
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I wanted to try a smash burger tonight. I also wanted to try a keto bun. So I did. I had to do some washing, and a bit of cast iron conditioning. The skillet and the placket. The water draining from last night, and having a duckling stuck out, refusing to go in, with both myself and a mothering hen trying to get her in, many times, left me... well... drained, in every way. So, just the two pieces and a steel spatula were cleaned.
I did season the cast, several times. Not a fresh seasoning, merely a refreshening, if twice. Trying to build a better base. Either the burgers... sliders is what we used to call what I made... were too large, or the skillet was too small. I can easily make smaller burgers, as this was large even for my thinking.
Smashed very thin, allowed to crust, flipped and allowed to crust, cheese put on one, the other flipped on top, then both flipped again. Onion slices, condiments, and that keto bun. I bet the patties could be half cooked in advance... say a few days. Then heated to cook the raw side, cheesed, flipped after the cheese is melted, and quickly set out on whatever, a bun, keto bun, or lettuce wrap.
The keto bun I tried... I had to revise the recipe on the fly. Even I know when something is far too thin. It might have set, eventually, but as an egg loaf, not an almond flour bread. I had to quadruple the almond flour. But... that worked. The bun was too crumbly, if that was a monster double slider with a giant's fistful of cheese smack in the middle. I am not certain any bun would have done well, perhaps a kaiser?
As well, it tasted more like cornbread? Okay, not tasted, but the texture was definitely that of cornbread... rather soft cornbread. No complaint, just notes. With a few tricks, this will easily be fashioned into a keto cornbread. Hamburger bun? I have my doubts. It may require coconut flour, and or oat fiber (or some such), maybe phylum husk... something somethings.
I then tried a grilled cheese with the last two slices. It... missed. Not a terrible thing. Just... not there, not right, yet easily edible. It filled the hunger inoffensively, if just. Everything I did tonight has promise. Everything will need tweaked, changed as to ingredients, size, and or purpose, but it is a start.
Further, after a bit more research, against my paranoia, I decided to obtain a food logger app. Actually I grabbed two. I then decided to activate a specific one, but remembered... Oh, I didn't tell you. My bank overcharged a check, thankfully not to overdraft status... this time... but still... AND cancelled my debit card. They, when I called, they had not informed me in any way before cancelling, told me why. It seems they suddenly found my card number up for sale on the black market. Anyway, so no activation until that works.
I really can't be sure if that is an employee at the bank, or the upper echelon at the bank stomping on peons. Some of it is certainly bank level. I am more suspicious of the upper echelon, as an employee would eventually... quickly... be caught... unless it's private policy and that employee had cover from above. Think Romney. Too many incidents, too often, over four or five months now. But the credit card might be youtube. I signed up for a free month...
I was dubious. They are monstrously woke. Still... Things seemed okay. But then I noted they weren't allowing refresh. No new songs. So I searched for an older song I liked, by a white European group. The search turned up nothing but darkies, having nothing to do with the search. It took a bit, deciding what to do, figuring out how to do it, then doing it. That, if I had to bet, was the debit card problem.
I quit. No reason telling them why, they know. I guess they neither need nor want paying customers. I doubt if their bosses care. Paid to spit out propaganda by state level actors, even if the little antifas and bl(don't)m thugs aren't told. Useful idiots of the deepstate US government. All, actually, are on the same side, mind you. It's just that none of them like it.
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I wanted to try a smash burger tonight. I also wanted to try a keto bun. So I did. I had to do some washing, and a bit of cast iron conditioning. The skillet and the placket. The water draining from last night, and having a duckling stuck out, refusing to go in, with both myself and a mothering hen trying to get her in, many times, left me... well... drained, in every way. So, just the two pieces and a steel spatula were cleaned.
I did season the cast, several times. Not a fresh seasoning, merely a refreshening, if twice. Trying to build a better base. Either the burgers... sliders is what we used to call what I made... were too large, or the skillet was too small. I can easily make smaller burgers, as this was large even for my thinking.
Smashed very thin, allowed to crust, flipped and allowed to crust, cheese put on one, the other flipped on top, then both flipped again. Onion slices, condiments, and that keto bun. I bet the patties could be half cooked in advance... say a few days. Then heated to cook the raw side, cheesed, flipped after the cheese is melted, and quickly set out on whatever, a bun, keto bun, or lettuce wrap.
The keto bun I tried... I had to revise the recipe on the fly. Even I know when something is far too thin. It might have set, eventually, but as an egg loaf, not an almond flour bread. I had to quadruple the almond flour. But... that worked. The bun was too crumbly, if that was a monster double slider with a giant's fistful of cheese smack in the middle. I am not certain any bun would have done well, perhaps a kaiser?
As well, it tasted more like cornbread? Okay, not tasted, but the texture was definitely that of cornbread... rather soft cornbread. No complaint, just notes. With a few tricks, this will easily be fashioned into a keto cornbread. Hamburger bun? I have my doubts. It may require coconut flour, and or oat fiber (or some such), maybe phylum husk... something somethings.
I then tried a grilled cheese with the last two slices. It... missed. Not a terrible thing. Just... not there, not right, yet easily edible. It filled the hunger inoffensively, if just. Everything I did tonight has promise. Everything will need tweaked, changed as to ingredients, size, and or purpose, but it is a start.
Further, after a bit more research, against my paranoia, I decided to obtain a food logger app. Actually I grabbed two. I then decided to activate a specific one, but remembered... Oh, I didn't tell you. My bank overcharged a check, thankfully not to overdraft status... this time... but still... AND cancelled my debit card. They, when I called, they had not informed me in any way before cancelling, told me why. It seems they suddenly found my card number up for sale on the black market. Anyway, so no activation until that works.
I really can't be sure if that is an employee at the bank, or the upper echelon at the bank stomping on peons. Some of it is certainly bank level. I am more suspicious of the upper echelon, as an employee would eventually... quickly... be caught... unless it's private policy and that employee had cover from above. Think Romney. Too many incidents, too often, over four or five months now. But the credit card might be youtube. I signed up for a free month...
I was dubious. They are monstrously woke. Still... Things seemed okay. But then I noted they weren't allowing refresh. No new songs. So I searched for an older song I liked, by a white European group. The search turned up nothing but darkies, having nothing to do with the search. It took a bit, deciding what to do, figuring out how to do it, then doing it. That, if I had to bet, was the debit card problem.
I quit. No reason telling them why, they know. I guess they neither need nor want paying customers. I doubt if their bosses care. Paid to spit out propaganda by state level actors, even if the little antifas and bl(don't)m thugs aren't told. Useful idiots of the deepstate US government. All, actually, are on the same side, mind you. It's just that none of them like it.
Saturday, July 11, 2020
A few things.
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Fresh hay, cleaned water troughs and fresh water for the ducks. I need to build a duck tractor, get the little ones in that. Then clean the hutch out again. For now, adding fresh hay is as good as it gets. I open up the hutch by later afternoon. Then check every few hours. They actually prefer to be in well before dusk. I am learning. If I can't be awake by dark, it is best to not let them out until I can be. A few miles down any country road will show enough predatory critters to let one know that night is terribly dangerous for birds.
The cats have been fed and treated. I have to clear litter soon. Ugh.
A call to my mother. She sounds good. No major events. A visit to the doctor for a standard checkup. I forgot to ask about her garden. They had a storm that threatened to wipe it out, nearly did. Last time we spoke it was possibly in recovery. Just talking, now is good. I try to keep it on side issues, but one or the other of us ends on a rant. Though we recover more quickly these days.
In and out a few times burned me out a bit. But coming back in helps. I am waiting for it to cool enough to open up, to take a nap. I may just go down for a bit sooner, as I am crashing too fast to last. Perhaps setting the alarm, hoping it would get me up in time. Oh, but not until the ducks are penned. I cleaned out the pee jugs, so will be ready if more has to go.
If a nap is enough, perhaps I could get to work as the night cools the house. I am close to... catching up. I keep falling just short of... almost... starting. Food might help, but that requires tasks and objects a bit down the pile and list. So hungry. I'll do what I can, when I can. Later.
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Fresh hay, cleaned water troughs and fresh water for the ducks. I need to build a duck tractor, get the little ones in that. Then clean the hutch out again. For now, adding fresh hay is as good as it gets. I open up the hutch by later afternoon. Then check every few hours. They actually prefer to be in well before dusk. I am learning. If I can't be awake by dark, it is best to not let them out until I can be. A few miles down any country road will show enough predatory critters to let one know that night is terribly dangerous for birds.
The cats have been fed and treated. I have to clear litter soon. Ugh.
A call to my mother. She sounds good. No major events. A visit to the doctor for a standard checkup. I forgot to ask about her garden. They had a storm that threatened to wipe it out, nearly did. Last time we spoke it was possibly in recovery. Just talking, now is good. I try to keep it on side issues, but one or the other of us ends on a rant. Though we recover more quickly these days.
In and out a few times burned me out a bit. But coming back in helps. I am waiting for it to cool enough to open up, to take a nap. I may just go down for a bit sooner, as I am crashing too fast to last. Perhaps setting the alarm, hoping it would get me up in time. Oh, but not until the ducks are penned. I cleaned out the pee jugs, so will be ready if more has to go.
If a nap is enough, perhaps I could get to work as the night cools the house. I am close to... catching up. I keep falling just short of... almost... starting. Food might help, but that requires tasks and objects a bit down the pile and list. So hungry. I'll do what I can, when I can. Later.
A tough start.
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Not a painful one, this time. It was just very difficult to get up and going. Not until 14:45 was I able to wake, and weakly, after going down around 04:45. I was able to wake about a quarter to seven, to close the cave down. Back to bed without any doubts. It is a good thing I did shut it down, it is 90° out there now, was already warming quickly by then, and even so is up to 72° downstairs, starting off. I may be better served shutting down at bedtime from now on.
Oh, and... while my feet weren't swollen, I suspected I was retaining fluid. Just... an odd thing one begins to suspect from enough experience. Never can be sure, but... it fits. My best trial tool is extra water pills (they make you go pee). And, so it went. A typical higher dose.
I prefer the extra dose in the morning, but will take it as soon as I sense a problem. As is, that was last night, a bit before bedtime. I even went twice before sleep, as well when I was up closing windows. So, probably a liter or two, unmeasured. However, my pee jugs have measures on them. And, just in those, I peed seven and a half liters? Oh my. But yes. I completely filled a 3 liter, two 2 liter, and then a liter of another 3 liter container.
On the good side, I see why my weight had been stuck. Am now to 267. Roughly, but... that would be four, maybe pushing five gallons with the unmeasured but probable volumes. Lets say four, and water weighs about eight pounds a gallon. So... I just "lost" ~32 pounds? At five that would be be 40 pounds! Yeah. Wow. I feel better, but a bit odd and different.
Ducks are out, a timer was set to feed the girls, the upstairs is on ac in case I need a crash nap, and I may. Some food... meat... is thawed, would like to begin experimenting with smash burgers. Plus test the coleslaw. All the list remains of things to do. Perhaps, with four or five gallons out, I have a better chance. Wow.
Later.
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Not a painful one, this time. It was just very difficult to get up and going. Not until 14:45 was I able to wake, and weakly, after going down around 04:45. I was able to wake about a quarter to seven, to close the cave down. Back to bed without any doubts. It is a good thing I did shut it down, it is 90° out there now, was already warming quickly by then, and even so is up to 72° downstairs, starting off. I may be better served shutting down at bedtime from now on.
Oh, and... while my feet weren't swollen, I suspected I was retaining fluid. Just... an odd thing one begins to suspect from enough experience. Never can be sure, but... it fits. My best trial tool is extra water pills (they make you go pee). And, so it went. A typical higher dose.
I prefer the extra dose in the morning, but will take it as soon as I sense a problem. As is, that was last night, a bit before bedtime. I even went twice before sleep, as well when I was up closing windows. So, probably a liter or two, unmeasured. However, my pee jugs have measures on them. And, just in those, I peed seven and a half liters? Oh my. But yes. I completely filled a 3 liter, two 2 liter, and then a liter of another 3 liter container.
On the good side, I see why my weight had been stuck. Am now to 267. Roughly, but... that would be four, maybe pushing five gallons with the unmeasured but probable volumes. Lets say four, and water weighs about eight pounds a gallon. So... I just "lost" ~32 pounds? At five that would be be 40 pounds! Yeah. Wow. I feel better, but a bit odd and different.
Ducks are out, a timer was set to feed the girls, the upstairs is on ac in case I need a crash nap, and I may. Some food... meat... is thawed, would like to begin experimenting with smash burgers. Plus test the coleslaw. All the list remains of things to do. Perhaps, with four or five gallons out, I have a better chance. Wow.
Later.
Friday, July 10, 2020
Coleslaw.
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Very fast to put together, especially with a ready made sauce. However this particular cabbage was extremely dense and bitter. I usually get medium to light heads, sort of by volume feel. I couldn't remember why. Now I know. As well, the sauce for it had sugar added. While I aim at lower carbs, I demand zero added sugars.
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Very fast to put together, especially with a ready made sauce. However this particular cabbage was extremely dense and bitter. I usually get medium to light heads, sort of by volume feel. I couldn't remember why. Now I know. As well, the sauce for it had sugar added. While I aim at lower carbs, I demand zero added sugars.
19:30?
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Not only tired, cold. I kept waking, having to add or adjust blankets. I couldn't always check the thermometer... too cold and achy tired to roll and reach that far. I checked twice, of the many times it was considered. It always read 70°, if I still wanted to check every time I woke up. Couldn't believe. It isn't the chills, from illness, just a cold body. I went to bed shortly after that last post, right around 13:00? Pretty close.
The downstairs is only 72°, but feels hot. The outside is, I am sure, down to 80°. I opened the place up for the ducks and set up the sprinkler for the night. The area to be hit is already out of the sun, so I let it rip. I also started the grill so as to make brots. I would love to make coleslaw, not sure I'll be up to it in time. Though, maybe while the brots burn? :p It's a fine summer side.
Hopefully I can shower, clean the bathroom, and hit counters and dishes tonight. Oh, and laundry. I have a ton of t-shirts and I am still almost out. I... that is the first I have been that low in a very long time. I am chalking it up to weather variability and my lagging recovery. Hopefully it stays level, and I can adjust to the summer, or for a bit.
Well, will know more soon. Later.
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Not only tired, cold. I kept waking, having to add or adjust blankets. I couldn't always check the thermometer... too cold and achy tired to roll and reach that far. I checked twice, of the many times it was considered. It always read 70°, if I still wanted to check every time I woke up. Couldn't believe. It isn't the chills, from illness, just a cold body. I went to bed shortly after that last post, right around 13:00? Pretty close.
The downstairs is only 72°, but feels hot. The outside is, I am sure, down to 80°. I opened the place up for the ducks and set up the sprinkler for the night. The area to be hit is already out of the sun, so I let it rip. I also started the grill so as to make brots. I would love to make coleslaw, not sure I'll be up to it in time. Though, maybe while the brots burn? :p It's a fine summer side.
Hopefully I can shower, clean the bathroom, and hit counters and dishes tonight. Oh, and laundry. I have a ton of t-shirts and I am still almost out. I... that is the first I have been that low in a very long time. I am chalking it up to weather variability and my lagging recovery. Hopefully it stays level, and I can adjust to the summer, or for a bit.
Well, will know more soon. Later.
Such an ugly start.
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Just a bit of pain, but in a number of places and systems. A kink in the neck, slightly strained trapeze area, and worn triceps and biceps, as examples. The pains are minor annoyances compared to various sorts of fatigue and a general exhaustion. If I had done work, I... ah. While I haven't done much work, I have been pushing my heat capacity.
That really does a lot of wear and tear. Heat and cold just eat the life right out of me.
I couldn't wake, and rise, in time to capture the coolest temps. I couldn't get out until after noon. It was up to 72° by that time, 82° outside. I can hope it won't warm too much more, but am all but certain it will. Ugh. Perhaps back to bed shortly. Can't focus, feel rough, and rounding into wakefulness isn't happening. I'll fight as long as possible.
Oh, I think there are leftover drumsticks. I let him take the majority of extra ribs home, so don't mind finishing off this lot. Rather food get eaten than go bad. But kept it around in case ribs went sideways. I have to admit, while I really like grilling and smoking, it is an inaccurate art, at best. Cooking in the oven, then finishing on the grill is the best way to go. And absolutely if the meal is on a strict timeline. I... really hate to say that. Messing with meat, known by men as food, and fire, is some natural man thing.
I can still grill for myself, or on days when a sit down meal is possible.
I don't know what will eventually happen today. Most likely, if I can work, it will be indoor cleaning. The bathroom, dishes, counters, and the stove top. Some to all of that. As well, a shower, and feed and upkeep of critters... including self. After feeding the girls, that chicken will be eaten, then back to bed. Later.
A reasonable dinner.
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About the most expensive meal planned. Ribs, beef and pork, this time just salt and pepper. As well, potato salad. This is the first more complex meal I have attempted. And on a timetable. Usually I can start cooking when I am hungry, then cook it until done to my tastes. Having a time it needs to be done, for something that takes hours...
Actually, even being my first time with ribs this way, and with many changes in plans, it worked out okay. Too salty, the ribs. That can be adjusted. Slightly overcooked, both ribs, which is also easily adjusted... I actually have new cooking timetables and an altered salt and pepper volume in mind. The mustard and vinegar merinade mix was perfect. Barbecue sauce wasn't available, nobody could get it in time. I'd like to attempt a keto ketchup recipe from which to try to then craft a bbq sauce. Though... we will see.
The potato salad was a definite hit. And the beef ribs were next. The pork ribs weren't bad though. I will get better. Next time, smash burgers, hotdogs or chili dogs, and coleslaw. I really would like crafting keto replacements for things. Non-keto neither know or care, as long as it doesn't taste terrible. Though tastes do vary no matter. I may even try keto waffles or such, with eggs, sausage, and bacon some time.
I used duck eggs. You absolutely can't tell. A few days ago, I suggested I would do so. The Boss's eyes became nervous. Not sure if he tried them and didn't like them, or if he is simply jumpy about new or different foods. Then again, duck eggs honestly aren't my favorite fried or otherwise cooked plainly. Something is a little to a lot different, depending on the day. Even knowing, I couldn't tell. All good.
I did let the ducks out today. No problem getting them out this time. And, opening the pen tonight, as dusk descended, I found, I think, all of them safely and happily tucked in. I put there food in, and freshened their two water troughs while opening up. Their hay needs changed much more often, but it is worth it.
Oh, did I mention? Muskovy ducks eat mice? So very awesome. The indian runners would kill them, for whatever reasons, but only if a particular mouse offended. No more mouse problems, winter or summer, is my guess and hope. I might buy live feeder mice, to help train them. Plus, nothing like watching a pest go down an appreciating gullet! Without a mom to show them, they may just not realize the delectable nature of mice?
Tomorrow I hope to install the last post, for the clothesline. Hmm... not sure if the saw needed is here? If not, I will work in the cave. I've been slipping. But a good, even slow, week could catch me up. And a few three to four day weeks at three to five hours per could see me much further along. He... is still arriving... His time. I must be, will be, ready. Good night.
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About the most expensive meal planned. Ribs, beef and pork, this time just salt and pepper. As well, potato salad. This is the first more complex meal I have attempted. And on a timetable. Usually I can start cooking when I am hungry, then cook it until done to my tastes. Having a time it needs to be done, for something that takes hours...
Actually, even being my first time with ribs this way, and with many changes in plans, it worked out okay. Too salty, the ribs. That can be adjusted. Slightly overcooked, both ribs, which is also easily adjusted... I actually have new cooking timetables and an altered salt and pepper volume in mind. The mustard and vinegar merinade mix was perfect. Barbecue sauce wasn't available, nobody could get it in time. I'd like to attempt a keto ketchup recipe from which to try to then craft a bbq sauce. Though... we will see.
The potato salad was a definite hit. And the beef ribs were next. The pork ribs weren't bad though. I will get better. Next time, smash burgers, hotdogs or chili dogs, and coleslaw. I really would like crafting keto replacements for things. Non-keto neither know or care, as long as it doesn't taste terrible. Though tastes do vary no matter. I may even try keto waffles or such, with eggs, sausage, and bacon some time.
I used duck eggs. You absolutely can't tell. A few days ago, I suggested I would do so. The Boss's eyes became nervous. Not sure if he tried them and didn't like them, or if he is simply jumpy about new or different foods. Then again, duck eggs honestly aren't my favorite fried or otherwise cooked plainly. Something is a little to a lot different, depending on the day. Even knowing, I couldn't tell. All good.
I did let the ducks out today. No problem getting them out this time. And, opening the pen tonight, as dusk descended, I found, I think, all of them safely and happily tucked in. I put there food in, and freshened their two water troughs while opening up. Their hay needs changed much more often, but it is worth it.
Oh, did I mention? Muskovy ducks eat mice? So very awesome. The indian runners would kill them, for whatever reasons, but only if a particular mouse offended. No more mouse problems, winter or summer, is my guess and hope. I might buy live feeder mice, to help train them. Plus, nothing like watching a pest go down an appreciating gullet! Without a mom to show them, they may just not realize the delectable nature of mice?
Tomorrow I hope to install the last post, for the clothesline. Hmm... not sure if the saw needed is here? If not, I will work in the cave. I've been slipping. But a good, even slow, week could catch me up. And a few three to four day weeks at three to five hours per could see me much further along. He... is still arriving... His time. I must be, will be, ready. Good night.
Thursday, July 9, 2020
Late down, as is becoming the norm.
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Bedtime was around 04:00. I woke in time to shut the growing heat out and switch from fans to ac upstairs, around 07:00, 09:00? Perhaps both times, only getting up once? Then crashed again. I assume my body is sleeping when and how it can. It needs sub 70° temperatures, or it simply can't sleep at this time.
Thankfully the upstairs warms much more quickly, and my ability to sleep at 70° is quite limited. I have tried letting in the morning sun, but that merely gives me a bloody nose, now. It won't wake me, fully, as it did initially. With temperature as an alarm clock, and only fans going, waking in time to keep the cave cooler is working. That may eventually fail. But, that leaves ac upstairs... better than nothing.
I made potato salad last night, and set up a mustard, vinegar, salt, and pepper marinade on ribs for later. Remember, rather than eating out, buying good meats? Chicken and hotdogs last time. Ribs and potato salad this time. If you split costs, over each night, I doubt if $5 per person has been spent, if certainly less than $10. When the potato salad is gone, coleslaw. And maybe brots, or masher burgers. Perhaps both, I like to have two entées... in man speak, entées are meats.
I have to start cooking around 16:00. Reheating on the grill as a finishing touch, if required or requested. I best check on bbq sauce. Too late to add on, but might be good for a dipping sauce. Not how I do anymore, but someone might. Hmm, I'd like to sample the potato salad cold as well... flavor, spice, check. Later.
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Bedtime was around 04:00. I woke in time to shut the growing heat out and switch from fans to ac upstairs, around 07:00, 09:00? Perhaps both times, only getting up once? Then crashed again. I assume my body is sleeping when and how it can. It needs sub 70° temperatures, or it simply can't sleep at this time.
Thankfully the upstairs warms much more quickly, and my ability to sleep at 70° is quite limited. I have tried letting in the morning sun, but that merely gives me a bloody nose, now. It won't wake me, fully, as it did initially. With temperature as an alarm clock, and only fans going, waking in time to keep the cave cooler is working. That may eventually fail. But, that leaves ac upstairs... better than nothing.
I made potato salad last night, and set up a mustard, vinegar, salt, and pepper marinade on ribs for later. Remember, rather than eating out, buying good meats? Chicken and hotdogs last time. Ribs and potato salad this time. If you split costs, over each night, I doubt if $5 per person has been spent, if certainly less than $10. When the potato salad is gone, coleslaw. And maybe brots, or masher burgers. Perhaps both, I like to have two entées... in man speak, entées are meats.
I have to start cooking around 16:00. Reheating on the grill as a finishing touch, if required or requested. I best check on bbq sauce. Too late to add on, but might be good for a dipping sauce. Not how I do anymore, but someone might. Hmm, I'd like to sample the potato salad cold as well... flavor, spice, check. Later.
Wednesday, July 8, 2020
Just a trip to town.
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Back to bed at 10:30. A couple of calls and a text woke me at 16:00. Not fresh contacts, but near. A trip to town? I didn't have to drive. There were a few things I needed. So, sure. I won't do midday trips for the rest of the summer. Too hot. A few varieties of cat food, treats, and hooks for the clothesline pulleys.
Way too hot. I just can't get to town between 10:30 and probably 20:00, save perhaps with solid ac going, and just for a grocery store pickup. I tried to buy something but was rejected. I, initially, thought my bank was messing around again. Nope, just hit the daily limit with bills and orders. All good, after all. I checked online at home. They are still supporting blm somewhat passively. I am still looking for a new, apolitical, bank.
After I got home, and opened things up, I heard a duck raising a fuss. I caught a dog attacking one. It looked like it killed the duck, so I started chasing the dog. The owner came over. Couldn't find the duck. However, none of them have returned. I found a few, but had to grab one and walk it in. The other little ones escaped, if I don't think that was all of them.
An attack on the first day. I am not sure... of anything. If that chased the little ones off, I will want that dog dead. If I find several dead, same. Plus replacements. On the first day. At least I caught it. I'd best not catch it on my land again. I know the owner's brother. I'll call him, when I know more.
So hot. Should cool before long. Later, or good night.
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All present and accounted. It was too dark to do a damage assessment. Locked in, doubly, for the night. Food and water set. Still, this... is a problem. I may see if I have enough wood and wire to create a larger caged tractor for the little ones, anyway. I think the big ones know how to hide well. Still, I best not find a dog sniffing around.
When the little ones get larger, they can fly... if that won't always save them.
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Back to bed at 10:30. A couple of calls and a text woke me at 16:00. Not fresh contacts, but near. A trip to town? I didn't have to drive. There were a few things I needed. So, sure. I won't do midday trips for the rest of the summer. Too hot. A few varieties of cat food, treats, and hooks for the clothesline pulleys.
Way too hot. I just can't get to town between 10:30 and probably 20:00, save perhaps with solid ac going, and just for a grocery store pickup. I tried to buy something but was rejected. I, initially, thought my bank was messing around again. Nope, just hit the daily limit with bills and orders. All good, after all. I checked online at home. They are still supporting blm somewhat passively. I am still looking for a new, apolitical, bank.
After I got home, and opened things up, I heard a duck raising a fuss. I caught a dog attacking one. It looked like it killed the duck, so I started chasing the dog. The owner came over. Couldn't find the duck. However, none of them have returned. I found a few, but had to grab one and walk it in. The other little ones escaped, if I don't think that was all of them.
An attack on the first day. I am not sure... of anything. If that chased the little ones off, I will want that dog dead. If I find several dead, same. Plus replacements. On the first day. At least I caught it. I'd best not catch it on my land again. I know the owner's brother. I'll call him, when I know more.
So hot. Should cool before long. Later, or good night.
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All present and accounted. It was too dark to do a damage assessment. Locked in, doubly, for the night. Food and water set. Still, this... is a problem. I may see if I have enough wood and wire to create a larger caged tractor for the little ones, anyway. I think the big ones know how to hide well. Still, I best not find a dog sniffing around.
When the little ones get larger, they can fly... if that won't always save them.
That's different.
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I had hoped to be asleep by 02:00, or earlier. As 2:00 came and went, every next hour or half hour marker became the next goal. It wasn't until 04:23 when I was finally able to lift and go on to bed. As to getting up earlier, I still had a few tricks up my sleeve. First, turning ac off and opening windows. Fans were going, but as the morning air warms, that wakes me. As well, leaving the door open so the girls can beg.
The upstairs was 70° when begging started, at around 08:00. It took half an hour, with the girls tag team begging. One would beg for three to five, take a break of similar length, then the other would start. Had to laugh, that is how we worked it as kids... a wolf pack mentality. By a bit after 08:30, I... surrendered.
It was still 70° upstairs. I worried that it had heated downstairs too. Nope, it was 67° in the main downstairs, but 59° in the front room? Wow. Outside, by 09:10, read around 60°. A rather cool night for reaching to the 90°s during the day. Happy for it. Last night and this morning is very good.
Even if the rest of July, and August, are blazing, we have had a good summer, a cooler one anyway. But Augusts have generally been cooler summer months. It is just that I couldn't acclimate well to the local heat, initially, so couldn't initially see the difference. Even now, heat fatigue will limit the benefit of slight cooling, unless it is profound.
I am hoping to wake and pick up sticks, possibly mow, before it warms too much yet today. Not sure, with so little sleep. Will see. On to waking, or crawling back to bed.
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I had hoped to be asleep by 02:00, or earlier. As 2:00 came and went, every next hour or half hour marker became the next goal. It wasn't until 04:23 when I was finally able to lift and go on to bed. As to getting up earlier, I still had a few tricks up my sleeve. First, turning ac off and opening windows. Fans were going, but as the morning air warms, that wakes me. As well, leaving the door open so the girls can beg.
The upstairs was 70° when begging started, at around 08:00. It took half an hour, with the girls tag team begging. One would beg for three to five, take a break of similar length, then the other would start. Had to laugh, that is how we worked it as kids... a wolf pack mentality. By a bit after 08:30, I... surrendered.
It was still 70° upstairs. I worried that it had heated downstairs too. Nope, it was 67° in the main downstairs, but 59° in the front room? Wow. Outside, by 09:10, read around 60°. A rather cool night for reaching to the 90°s during the day. Happy for it. Last night and this morning is very good.
Even if the rest of July, and August, are blazing, we have had a good summer, a cooler one anyway. But Augusts have generally been cooler summer months. It is just that I couldn't acclimate well to the local heat, initially, so couldn't initially see the difference. Even now, heat fatigue will limit the benefit of slight cooling, unless it is profound.
I am hoping to wake and pick up sticks, possibly mow, before it warms too much yet today. Not sure, with so little sleep. Will see. On to waking, or crawling back to bed.
Tuesday, July 7, 2020
A good bit.
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More yet? The first post, for the clothesline, was cut and lag bolted together. An 8' x 6" x 4" was used as the main post. A 6' x 4" x 4" was used for the 45° crossbars and top beam. Cutting and assembly were snaps. Having two people sure helped. Only one of the two bags of foam cement replacement was needed. I did add crossbars below the surface of the dirt.
It was 82 to 86° while working, and in full sun. That part got to me. Oh, and a deadbolt for the garage was secured. The heat while even helping with that got to me. The direct sun, however, was what really trampled me. All good. It is being left to settle tonight. I am hoping to cut the extra from the wood down, to allow fast water drainage.
Tomorrow the other post, hopefully, will go up. Oh, I put the underground braces in incorrectly. They should have been on the west and north or south side, to allow resistance to line forces. They will still help, just not as much as they could have. Live and learn. The next pair will need to be east and north or south.
The ducks are doing well. Tomorrow, after sticks in case I can finish then mow, they will be let out. I can only hope they will not chase each other off, simply run off, and return easily. I will have the pool reset and food out for them. And, as possible, I will check on them. While muscovys can fly, I think my teens are too young. That will help them with some potential predatos, but not with bigger hawks and owls.
I was hoping to to more tonight, but I think I've hit a brick wall. A shower, putting up leftovers, and crashing early tonight, I think. It is down to between 71° and 72° in here and was well before midnight. That may be why sleepiness is hitting so hard and fast. A shower will finish the night. Good night.
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More yet? The first post, for the clothesline, was cut and lag bolted together. An 8' x 6" x 4" was used as the main post. A 6' x 4" x 4" was used for the 45° crossbars and top beam. Cutting and assembly were snaps. Having two people sure helped. Only one of the two bags of foam cement replacement was needed. I did add crossbars below the surface of the dirt.
It was 82 to 86° while working, and in full sun. That part got to me. Oh, and a deadbolt for the garage was secured. The heat while even helping with that got to me. The direct sun, however, was what really trampled me. All good. It is being left to settle tonight. I am hoping to cut the extra from the wood down, to allow fast water drainage.
Tomorrow the other post, hopefully, will go up. Oh, I put the underground braces in incorrectly. They should have been on the west and north or south side, to allow resistance to line forces. They will still help, just not as much as they could have. Live and learn. The next pair will need to be east and north or south.
The ducks are doing well. Tomorrow, after sticks in case I can finish then mow, they will be let out. I can only hope they will not chase each other off, simply run off, and return easily. I will have the pool reset and food out for them. And, as possible, I will check on them. While muscovys can fly, I think my teens are too young. That will help them with some potential predatos, but not with bigger hawks and owls.
I was hoping to to more tonight, but I think I've hit a brick wall. A shower, putting up leftovers, and crashing early tonight, I think. It is down to between 71° and 72° in here and was well before midnight. That may be why sleepiness is hitting so hard and fast. A shower will finish the night. Good night.
Later and later.
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It was after six when I went to sleep. Between needing to cool and relax, plus simply enjoying the cool of the night, sleep wasn't an option. Some cooking yesterday. As well as most dishes and a counter. Hopefully, tonight, the few remaining dishes, the counters including freezer top, and cleaning the bathroom. A shower, plus a cooling soak later... in an attempt to get to bed earlier. As well, maybe, putting in one of the clothes line posts.
IF all that gets done, and I can sleep earlier, perhaps I can work on the twigs and branches tomorrow morning. If not finish, half or a third? The goal is to finish, so I can mow. The whole lawn needs it. If sticks are picked up, it goes very quickly. Hmm. After, the ducks will be let out. Their first romp on their new playground. A bit nervous, but hopeful.
I will try to push heat tolerances a bit, while avoiding unnecessary excesses. I best check the ducks. The hens are laying twice a day. It's the teens goosing the ganders extra, or some such. More hay in with them. We'll see what else. I am surprised, if happily, I haven't found and dead. But it could happen. There are too many, so the old drake can't focus well enough on one. And the little ones have learned dodge-fu.
I'd best get to waking. Later.
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It was after six when I went to sleep. Between needing to cool and relax, plus simply enjoying the cool of the night, sleep wasn't an option. Some cooking yesterday. As well as most dishes and a counter. Hopefully, tonight, the few remaining dishes, the counters including freezer top, and cleaning the bathroom. A shower, plus a cooling soak later... in an attempt to get to bed earlier. As well, maybe, putting in one of the clothes line posts.
IF all that gets done, and I can sleep earlier, perhaps I can work on the twigs and branches tomorrow morning. If not finish, half or a third? The goal is to finish, so I can mow. The whole lawn needs it. If sticks are picked up, it goes very quickly. Hmm. After, the ducks will be let out. Their first romp on their new playground. A bit nervous, but hopeful.
I will try to push heat tolerances a bit, while avoiding unnecessary excesses. I best check the ducks. The hens are laying twice a day. It's the teens goosing the ganders extra, or some such. More hay in with them. We'll see what else. I am surprised, if happily, I haven't found and dead. But it could happen. There are too many, so the old drake can't focus well enough on one. And the little ones have learned dodge-fu.
I'd best get to waking. Later.
Monday, July 6, 2020
Awake and good.
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Not much done last night. Down quite late, or early, depending on which side of that fence you are nearest... 04:30, give or take a quarter. I wanted to be to sleep. I also wanted to do chores. Small chores were done, nothing completely. Trash was gathered and set to the curb. Today I have to get to it.
I woke an hour ago. It was 68° or 69°, depending on what height, upstairs. It was 71° in my main room. It was 86° outside. First job is to check on the birds. The senior drake is being mean. I may see if I can let them out alone... wait... getting them all back in might be too tricky. It's all or nothing and I don't think they are ready. A few more days.
Dishes, counters, a shower, and foods. Yeah. After I finish waking. Though, perhaps, a trim and shower first? Maybe. Just to get it going. Later.
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Not much done last night. Down quite late, or early, depending on which side of that fence you are nearest... 04:30, give or take a quarter. I wanted to be to sleep. I also wanted to do chores. Small chores were done, nothing completely. Trash was gathered and set to the curb. Today I have to get to it.
I woke an hour ago. It was 68° or 69°, depending on what height, upstairs. It was 71° in my main room. It was 86° outside. First job is to check on the birds. The senior drake is being mean. I may see if I can let them out alone... wait... getting them all back in might be too tricky. It's all or nothing and I don't think they are ready. A few more days.
Dishes, counters, a shower, and foods. Yeah. After I finish waking. Though, perhaps, a trim and shower first? Maybe. Just to get it going. Later.
The strangest sounds in the air.
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A dream, daydream, vision? When was it heard? A day, two, ago? It's been coming together for a while. It was being... implemented... before it happened. I... remember... some things. But the times and dates are out of synchronization. It doesn't make any sense you would understand. I am used to that though.
Pray? Prey? Predator. A new one spoke without words.
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A dream, daydream, vision? When was it heard? A day, two, ago? It's been coming together for a while. It was being... implemented... before it happened. I... remember... some things. But the times and dates are out of synchronization. It doesn't make any sense you would understand. I am used to that though.
Pray? Prey? Predator. A new one spoke without words.
Sunday, July 5, 2020
A slow day.
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No need to water anywhere tonight. I also couldn't get out to pick up sticks. Every time I went out for one thing or another, I overheated too quickly. It was down to 82°, from 88° as a high, a good several hours before sundown. It doesn't always go so well. By 22:30, it was 64°, perhaps 62°. I don't know if it will drop much more, but it could.
I was out grilling a few hotdogs. Great big sausages, not quite a hotdog, if not a brot or other sausage. No backbite that a lot of hotdogs have, and without the fat of heavier full-on sausages. Grilled to blackened blisters, just right. More fireworks made the effort more enjoyable.
Dishes were set to soak. Trash and cat litter are partially finished. That will be done yet tonight, and to the curb. I am hoping to finish dishes yet tonight, set up another load, and clear off counters. If done quickly enough, coleslaw and potato salad is planned. Tonight, or tomorrow. And at least sweeping the bathroom. But that will be it, at best. If I can get going. Later.
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No need to water anywhere tonight. I also couldn't get out to pick up sticks. Every time I went out for one thing or another, I overheated too quickly. It was down to 82°, from 88° as a high, a good several hours before sundown. It doesn't always go so well. By 22:30, it was 64°, perhaps 62°. I don't know if it will drop much more, but it could.
I was out grilling a few hotdogs. Great big sausages, not quite a hotdog, if not a brot or other sausage. No backbite that a lot of hotdogs have, and without the fat of heavier full-on sausages. Grilled to blackened blisters, just right. More fireworks made the effort more enjoyable.
Dishes were set to soak. Trash and cat litter are partially finished. That will be done yet tonight, and to the curb. I am hoping to finish dishes yet tonight, set up another load, and clear off counters. If done quickly enough, coleslaw and potato salad is planned. Tonight, or tomorrow. And at least sweeping the bathroom. But that will be it, at best. If I can get going. Later.
Well?
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A hard start. Down sometime after four. Up at about 14:30. It was, and is, 73° downstairs. It was 68° upstairs, with both ac's and a fan going. I turned one ac off. I feared, as late as I was up, with windows and all open, the downstairs might be intolerable. 73° is warm, but it will almost always be that warm at that time, usually hotter, actually, windows closed or not.
It is 84° outside. So I really was surprised that it hadn't jumped to the high 70°s inside. The ducks have been checked. Oh, boy did they eat! I now suspect their subdued initial feeding was because of shock. Perhaps they are teens, as ducks go. And, I think I have four boys and only two gals, by size. If so, I'd just want six or eight more hens, and will still harvest a drake or two when sized well. When I first got them, they were all about the same size. With all the food they can eat, and no major competition for it or other stresses, the extra food is going straight to size. The boys look to be about fifty percent larger than the females now. They will end up about twice the size.
Beside goats, I really am thinking of geese and or turkeys. Just enough for holiday eating, and some defense. You simply can't beat homeraised fowl, if you can afford it. I am hoping rabbits are at least as good. Goats? I don't know, but I suspect it would be good food? All lean, but I can adjust for that. I won't mess with the milk though. I do like it, but it is intense if you do it safely. I would ask for a quart, if someone else wanted the rest... a portion for feed, care, and access.
Today? I am hoping to get the kitchen and bathroom cleaned, then make potato salad or coleslaw, perhaps a small portion of both. I also need to get water in the fridge to cool. When out feeding the ducks, I set the sprinkler to water another section of the front lawn. I may get out and pick up sticks on the wider side lawn... or get started, and see where else needs water. I wasn't sure about watering tonight, but if another area needs it... an hour, here and there, as needed, should do. But only as the sun clears wherever.
I did talk to my mother and texed my brother. I... often forget. I had other folk in mind, but... well, I got going and forgot. Two out of eight, local and far, is greatly superior to zero out of many! Not much, just well wishing and inquiring about food! Food inquiries are a reason to call all by themselves. I could see calling people, randomly, on holidays, just to ask what they are serving. - Who is this again? Oh, you don't know me, I was just hungrily curious. Have a Happy, Merry, Etc., XXX Day! :p
Well, on to finishing waking. Perhaps a cooling shower and or soak. Then to work.
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A hard start. Down sometime after four. Up at about 14:30. It was, and is, 73° downstairs. It was 68° upstairs, with both ac's and a fan going. I turned one ac off. I feared, as late as I was up, with windows and all open, the downstairs might be intolerable. 73° is warm, but it will almost always be that warm at that time, usually hotter, actually, windows closed or not.
It is 84° outside. So I really was surprised that it hadn't jumped to the high 70°s inside. The ducks have been checked. Oh, boy did they eat! I now suspect their subdued initial feeding was because of shock. Perhaps they are teens, as ducks go. And, I think I have four boys and only two gals, by size. If so, I'd just want six or eight more hens, and will still harvest a drake or two when sized well. When I first got them, they were all about the same size. With all the food they can eat, and no major competition for it or other stresses, the extra food is going straight to size. The boys look to be about fifty percent larger than the females now. They will end up about twice the size.
Beside goats, I really am thinking of geese and or turkeys. Just enough for holiday eating, and some defense. You simply can't beat homeraised fowl, if you can afford it. I am hoping rabbits are at least as good. Goats? I don't know, but I suspect it would be good food? All lean, but I can adjust for that. I won't mess with the milk though. I do like it, but it is intense if you do it safely. I would ask for a quart, if someone else wanted the rest... a portion for feed, care, and access.
Today? I am hoping to get the kitchen and bathroom cleaned, then make potato salad or coleslaw, perhaps a small portion of both. I also need to get water in the fridge to cool. When out feeding the ducks, I set the sprinkler to water another section of the front lawn. I may get out and pick up sticks on the wider side lawn... or get started, and see where else needs water. I wasn't sure about watering tonight, but if another area needs it... an hour, here and there, as needed, should do. But only as the sun clears wherever.
I did talk to my mother and texed my brother. I... often forget. I had other folk in mind, but... well, I got going and forgot. Two out of eight, local and far, is greatly superior to zero out of many! Not much, just well wishing and inquiring about food! Food inquiries are a reason to call all by themselves. I could see calling people, randomly, on holidays, just to ask what they are serving. - Who is this again? Oh, you don't know me, I was just hungrily curious. Have a Happy, Merry, Etc., XXX Day! :p
Well, on to finishing waking. Perhaps a cooling shower and or soak. Then to work.
Saturday, July 4, 2020
Happy Fourth!
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A bright, hot, shiny day hereabouts. It was 86° out there last time I looked. I have a feeling it will end hotter by a few to a decade or two degrees. It is 73° in here, but that won't last. It may well hit 77°, depending on outside. Yes siree, summer is back on for the fourth, and fair enough.
I won't do any real work today. But I will wash dishes so as to have a meal, and cook... grill?, something simple. While checking the ducks, and showing them to a neighbor, I then set up the sprinkler to hit a quarter of the front and side yards. I only water at dusk or later, only for an hour or two... uhrm, usually.
The ducks are looking good. My senior ladies hadn't laid yesterday. No surprise. Both laid this morning, but not until later it seems. Hopefully they will settle down to laying first light by week's end. No one is leaving the pen until things are settled. Though, with food in with them, by needs of confinement, they may not settle as easily. Something about being hungry gets them to lay eggs so as to eat more? Or hurry to the feeder faster? *quack, wadddle, lay, quack, sprint* *quack quack!*
Oh, right. I knew it was Saturday, but being the fourth, not ending up sleeping until five... as it turned out, I didn't leave the door unlocked. But, getting farm fresh raw, they don't have holidays. I would guess they might, minimally, lose production, or even kill some animals, by not milking on a random day. Two milkings, like clockwork, or dire troubles. So, fresh is in.
While I won't do much work today, I will get out, maybe lightly pick up sticks... more to get used to the heat, and be able to enjoy the comparative interior cool. It sure seems to be darkening out there, if I hadn't seen any thick, or many, clouds? Strange. Maybe the trees are having more impact than I remember? All good.
Life is good. I'll try to enjoy this day. I hope you are able as well. Oh... I'll leave the flag out and up this weekend. But plan to take it in at night, putting it out during the day. I am, after all, proud to be an American. A real one. Make it a year in prison for burning the flag, permanently staying on their record... no federal or state work for them... no federal or state education or welfare assistance, not even subcontracting... and aliens, legal or not, deported, and a $10k fine, exempt the scotus from interfering, and allow citizen arrests. Cheers!
Later.
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A bright, hot, shiny day hereabouts. It was 86° out there last time I looked. I have a feeling it will end hotter by a few to a decade or two degrees. It is 73° in here, but that won't last. It may well hit 77°, depending on outside. Yes siree, summer is back on for the fourth, and fair enough.
I won't do any real work today. But I will wash dishes so as to have a meal, and cook... grill?, something simple. While checking the ducks, and showing them to a neighbor, I then set up the sprinkler to hit a quarter of the front and side yards. I only water at dusk or later, only for an hour or two... uhrm, usually.
The ducks are looking good. My senior ladies hadn't laid yesterday. No surprise. Both laid this morning, but not until later it seems. Hopefully they will settle down to laying first light by week's end. No one is leaving the pen until things are settled. Though, with food in with them, by needs of confinement, they may not settle as easily. Something about being hungry gets them to lay eggs so as to eat more? Or hurry to the feeder faster? *quack, wadddle, lay, quack, sprint* *quack quack!*
Oh, right. I knew it was Saturday, but being the fourth, not ending up sleeping until five... as it turned out, I didn't leave the door unlocked. But, getting farm fresh raw, they don't have holidays. I would guess they might, minimally, lose production, or even kill some animals, by not milking on a random day. Two milkings, like clockwork, or dire troubles. So, fresh is in.
While I won't do much work today, I will get out, maybe lightly pick up sticks... more to get used to the heat, and be able to enjoy the comparative interior cool. It sure seems to be darkening out there, if I hadn't seen any thick, or many, clouds? Strange. Maybe the trees are having more impact than I remember? All good.
Life is good. I'll try to enjoy this day. I hope you are able as well. Oh... I'll leave the flag out and up this weekend. But plan to take it in at night, putting it out during the day. I am, after all, proud to be an American. A real one. Make it a year in prison for burning the flag, permanently staying on their record... no federal or state work for them... no federal or state education or welfare assistance, not even subcontracting... and aliens, legal or not, deported, and a $10k fine, exempt the scotus from interfering, and allow citizen arrests. Cheers!
Later.
A splendid evening.
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A wonderful night. A quarter to one, 72° main and front rooms, but a cool feeling 72°, 60° outdoors, with everything open and fans going. It's as perfect a night as could be hoped. I haven't opened upstairs, which was 68° when I came down. I wasn't going to either, not making a special trip to open up.
However, a bit surprisingly, I may be going back to bed. I'm not exhausted, merely... ready. It is if I had a simple but full day, rather than the sort of mess that the last two days were regarding sleep, burning, not sleeping, and else. Strange, but if it allows me to keep to days, then so be it.
I wonder, if after stressing the last few days, pushing through heat, exhaustion, and what effort I could, that heat acclimatization is returning vastly quicker than usual. If only because I pushed hard the last time too? Tortuous, believe me. I worked beyond points were I thought I would pass out three or four times in the last few days, or vomit a few others, if some moments seemed they might go either way. I was... curious. I don't think making it through, or pushing through, is usual. I... didn't complain, or suggest the severity, if I requested ac loading a bit once or twice, of the five or seven incidents.
I feel almost deliriously good tonight. Fresh, if ready to rest, and mostly cool to almost cold... a zone of my greatest comfort. Yes, shortly, a good night of sleep. I took painpills to make sure nothing ruins this night. I can sense a host of pains attempting to sneak by my conscious pain firewall as my consciousness wanes. I... have pushed. But I won't face the consequences, or not tonight. Good night.
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A wonderful night. A quarter to one, 72° main and front rooms, but a cool feeling 72°, 60° outdoors, with everything open and fans going. It's as perfect a night as could be hoped. I haven't opened upstairs, which was 68° when I came down. I wasn't going to either, not making a special trip to open up.
However, a bit surprisingly, I may be going back to bed. I'm not exhausted, merely... ready. It is if I had a simple but full day, rather than the sort of mess that the last two days were regarding sleep, burning, not sleeping, and else. Strange, but if it allows me to keep to days, then so be it.
I wonder, if after stressing the last few days, pushing through heat, exhaustion, and what effort I could, that heat acclimatization is returning vastly quicker than usual. If only because I pushed hard the last time too? Tortuous, believe me. I worked beyond points were I thought I would pass out three or four times in the last few days, or vomit a few others, if some moments seemed they might go either way. I was... curious. I don't think making it through, or pushing through, is usual. I... didn't complain, or suggest the severity, if I requested ac loading a bit once or twice, of the five or seven incidents.
I feel almost deliriously good tonight. Fresh, if ready to rest, and mostly cool to almost cold... a zone of my greatest comfort. Yes, shortly, a good night of sleep. I took painpills to make sure nothing ruins this night. I can sense a host of pains attempting to sneak by my conscious pain firewall as my consciousness wanes. I... have pushed. But I won't face the consequences, or not tonight. Good night.
Friday, July 3, 2020
What a ride!
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Whether you collected or I wrote it, or directly enough, I wasn't able too cool enough, thus sleep, last night. The corona of fire stayed with me until around 6:30. But I had agreed to finish shopping this morning. So I just got ready. He arrived a bit later, but he was a zombie leaving last night, so, yea.
While doing a few final things, checking lists, and such, he remembered something else I had hoped to do but had stalled as I didn't think I had silicon to seal the outdoor screws, for the flag mount. He knew were some was, it was still good, and he grabbed it along with the flag and gear. Up! The flag and staff, before this fourth! I'd like to get a 25' to 40' pole up, adding a state flag perhaps. But, for now, for today, this will do. Boss will ask his boss what a flag pole would take. I just want a better estimate of hole depth, cement preference, and possible rebar notions, whether thos circular cement pour molds is needed, and such. Not for real soon, but a few years.
Then out to it. I was baking at 85°. I could make it in the first two stores. The last ones not so much. But we had things in the back of the truck, so I did "guard duty"... and prayed no dindu grabbed and ran. Thirty pounds of charcoal isn't as a thin screen tv, and implies work of some sort, so I was mostly safe.
I was absolutely fried by our return. Want to help with his chicken coop, was the cute, and meant to be cute, question of the day from his side. As I said, I'd love to help. There simply isn't a way! The groceries were brought in, the ducks checked... trying to check on them three or four times a day, cooled as possible, and crashed hard.
I woke at what I thought was nearing 19:00. So I called my mom. After dialing, I realized it was nearing 21:00 here, not 19:00! I let it ring through, 22:00 there. She picked up. No problem, she said. I told her about the progress with rabbits. Then about the ducks. I doubted if either would excite her, she really didn't like most critter food.
Muscovy, she asked... it is what her mother had raised. Different, better tasting. She loved the taste of muscovy. That was quite a surprise. If production gets going, I may have to figure a way to get her a bird... if she would want one. Though that might mean driving it there. States, big business, and the feds are dangerously greedy about taxes, commerce controls, taxes, with any real health and safety merely being background cover for power and greed. You know it, don't look at me funny.
The ducks were checked a final time. Their water was low. How to water without risk of escape? Spray from the lower inner fence! A bit messy, got the quackles stirred, but more effective and far less messy than initially imagined. I have two wash pales of water in with them, with triple the birds. Their food is barely touched, which is fine. The little ones are more like preteens than teens. Things are settling. It even looks like rather than fearing the new younglings, the elders are standing between the babies and me defensively. Usually the don't fear me, but it was too dark for them to know it was me. I had to use a flashlight myself. All good.
I am hoping to try to catch up a bit tonight. A few fireworks have been lit, perhaps practice and done, maybe more. I love the sights, sounds, and sometimes odors. So all good there too. Reminds me when everyone was an American and the vast majority loved our country. Now there are country stars and stations, catholic hysterics on the radio, and converged sports even to nascar which simply have to be dropped, turned off, and tuned out. They will have to hate America without me. Later.
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Whether you collected or I wrote it, or directly enough, I wasn't able too cool enough, thus sleep, last night. The corona of fire stayed with me until around 6:30. But I had agreed to finish shopping this morning. So I just got ready. He arrived a bit later, but he was a zombie leaving last night, so, yea.
While doing a few final things, checking lists, and such, he remembered something else I had hoped to do but had stalled as I didn't think I had silicon to seal the outdoor screws, for the flag mount. He knew were some was, it was still good, and he grabbed it along with the flag and gear. Up! The flag and staff, before this fourth! I'd like to get a 25' to 40' pole up, adding a state flag perhaps. But, for now, for today, this will do. Boss will ask his boss what a flag pole would take. I just want a better estimate of hole depth, cement preference, and possible rebar notions, whether thos circular cement pour molds is needed, and such. Not for real soon, but a few years.
Then out to it. I was baking at 85°. I could make it in the first two stores. The last ones not so much. But we had things in the back of the truck, so I did "guard duty"... and prayed no dindu grabbed and ran. Thirty pounds of charcoal isn't as a thin screen tv, and implies work of some sort, so I was mostly safe.
I was absolutely fried by our return. Want to help with his chicken coop, was the cute, and meant to be cute, question of the day from his side. As I said, I'd love to help. There simply isn't a way! The groceries were brought in, the ducks checked... trying to check on them three or four times a day, cooled as possible, and crashed hard.
I woke at what I thought was nearing 19:00. So I called my mom. After dialing, I realized it was nearing 21:00 here, not 19:00! I let it ring through, 22:00 there. She picked up. No problem, she said. I told her about the progress with rabbits. Then about the ducks. I doubted if either would excite her, she really didn't like most critter food.
Muscovy, she asked... it is what her mother had raised. Different, better tasting. She loved the taste of muscovy. That was quite a surprise. If production gets going, I may have to figure a way to get her a bird... if she would want one. Though that might mean driving it there. States, big business, and the feds are dangerously greedy about taxes, commerce controls, taxes, with any real health and safety merely being background cover for power and greed. You know it, don't look at me funny.
The ducks were checked a final time. Their water was low. How to water without risk of escape? Spray from the lower inner fence! A bit messy, got the quackles stirred, but more effective and far less messy than initially imagined. I have two wash pales of water in with them, with triple the birds. Their food is barely touched, which is fine. The little ones are more like preteens than teens. Things are settling. It even looks like rather than fearing the new younglings, the elders are standing between the babies and me defensively. Usually the don't fear me, but it was too dark for them to know it was me. I had to use a flashlight myself. All good.
I am hoping to try to catch up a bit tonight. A few fireworks have been lit, perhaps practice and done, maybe more. I love the sights, sounds, and sometimes odors. So all good there too. Reminds me when everyone was an American and the vast majority loved our country. Now there are country stars and stations, catholic hysterics on the radio, and converged sports even to nascar which simply have to be dropped, turned off, and tuned out. They will have to hate America without me. Later.
Quite the day.
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Not much at home. Cats, ducks, some food, and a shower.
Then out. To me it was blazing out there. It has heated far too fast. Still, in to town for shopping. A good setup of foods purchased. All but brots and a few other things bought, not available. Not a whine. I suspect our food supply is being... supplemented. They, neither party, is bragging, because they don't want us to panic buy. Although I give greater credit to one man, most likely. The others don't really see why pocket change (to them) should be squandered on "peasants". Yea, including repubs in my own state, definitely at the fed level. Anyway, the missed items will be bought soon.
As well, a bit of hardware store shopping beforehand. A bit of price checking, and lag bolts, is it?, for the clothesline post assembly. Those will test our cordless machines! We'll definitely have a contest with those... Makita versus Dewalt. With my flex 20v/60v 9ah batteries, I think I'll bury the competition, and lag bolts. We'll see. Hmm, best make sure the batteries are charged and fully operational before dealing with the rebels. :p
A bit late, but on to the rabbit lady. The gps system had us stopped in front of a message parlor? Seriously. I was so tired it didn't show, but I was tearring up, inside, with laughter. I texted. All she wrote back was "no". I then typed in the address. She texted back "yes". Still riotously laughing inside, I looked around for the address marker. It was pointing away from the road, towards the house, but was clear. Ah, two more country blocks. That worked.
I simply knocked and all was good, if I was melting in the heat. We looked over the rabbits. I do think 24" deep is enough, with 3' lengths, for the does. And 2' x 2' will work for the bucks. Now I just need to find the right materials for the cages... the best prices for the sizes wanted. I would like them 16" or 20" high, mostly to add a second story for more floor space when the kits get bigger.
I chose six rabbits... two known good but still young breeders of each sex, plus four kits. Oh, breeding? Ten minutes and two rides, then out. They even gave me mats and watering bowls... a large grouping of them! I paid half up front, happily. As well, I clarified that while I hope to have everything bought and set yet this month, it may run to September. She had no problem with that.
As we were leaving, she pointed out her muscovy ducklings. I was absolutely amazed. The perfect meat and egg "duck" (not related to any other duck, more closely related to geese). I... chatted about them, from what I had heard. I didn't think they were for sale. I have checked around to no luck. Ten per, to my surprise. Ready to go today. Hmm? Well? DEFINITELY!
I wanted four hens and two drakes. Still pretty young, so sexing was hit or miss. If too many end up male, I'll buy more females, or the opposite. So, I am a proud new papa of more quackles! Grandpa? All good. I let my original ducks in the hutch first, as I... figured the younglings would frighten them from going in. And would follow them.
Yep. Like following new gods. But, after realizing that running would just make them follow the more, the elders relaxed. And the little ones just collected together, if as close to their new idols as possible. Trajedy may ensue. Or it will all work out. The wheels are now in motion. The show will play out as it must.
I chill as I write. It's 69°, but seems 80° to me. A bit more cooling, then to bed. Maybe a shower if I can't cool a lot better, soon. Good night.
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Not much at home. Cats, ducks, some food, and a shower.
Then out. To me it was blazing out there. It has heated far too fast. Still, in to town for shopping. A good setup of foods purchased. All but brots and a few other things bought, not available. Not a whine. I suspect our food supply is being... supplemented. They, neither party, is bragging, because they don't want us to panic buy. Although I give greater credit to one man, most likely. The others don't really see why pocket change (to them) should be squandered on "peasants". Yea, including repubs in my own state, definitely at the fed level. Anyway, the missed items will be bought soon.
As well, a bit of hardware store shopping beforehand. A bit of price checking, and lag bolts, is it?, for the clothesline post assembly. Those will test our cordless machines! We'll definitely have a contest with those... Makita versus Dewalt. With my flex 20v/60v 9ah batteries, I think I'll bury the competition, and lag bolts. We'll see. Hmm, best make sure the batteries are charged and fully operational before dealing with the rebels. :p
A bit late, but on to the rabbit lady. The gps system had us stopped in front of a message parlor? Seriously. I was so tired it didn't show, but I was tearring up, inside, with laughter. I texted. All she wrote back was "no". I then typed in the address. She texted back "yes". Still riotously laughing inside, I looked around for the address marker. It was pointing away from the road, towards the house, but was clear. Ah, two more country blocks. That worked.
I simply knocked and all was good, if I was melting in the heat. We looked over the rabbits. I do think 24" deep is enough, with 3' lengths, for the does. And 2' x 2' will work for the bucks. Now I just need to find the right materials for the cages... the best prices for the sizes wanted. I would like them 16" or 20" high, mostly to add a second story for more floor space when the kits get bigger.
I chose six rabbits... two known good but still young breeders of each sex, plus four kits. Oh, breeding? Ten minutes and two rides, then out. They even gave me mats and watering bowls... a large grouping of them! I paid half up front, happily. As well, I clarified that while I hope to have everything bought and set yet this month, it may run to September. She had no problem with that.
As we were leaving, she pointed out her muscovy ducklings. I was absolutely amazed. The perfect meat and egg "duck" (not related to any other duck, more closely related to geese). I... chatted about them, from what I had heard. I didn't think they were for sale. I have checked around to no luck. Ten per, to my surprise. Ready to go today. Hmm? Well? DEFINITELY!
I wanted four hens and two drakes. Still pretty young, so sexing was hit or miss. If too many end up male, I'll buy more females, or the opposite. So, I am a proud new papa of more quackles! Grandpa? All good. I let my original ducks in the hutch first, as I... figured the younglings would frighten them from going in. And would follow them.
Yep. Like following new gods. But, after realizing that running would just make them follow the more, the elders relaxed. And the little ones just collected together, if as close to their new idols as possible. Trajedy may ensue. Or it will all work out. The wheels are now in motion. The show will play out as it must.
I chill as I write. It's 69°, but seems 80° to me. A bit more cooling, then to bed. Maybe a shower if I can't cool a lot better, soon. Good night.
Thursday, July 2, 2020
Summer has returned.
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Two days ago, the high was 50°. Yesterday it was 70°. Today it is nearly 80°. Shifting right along. With windows open and just a fan on slow, it was 68° upstairs. Downstairs it was 67°. That won't last. I closed the upstairs windows and turned on one ac. Nothing to be done downstairs, it was all shut up, as it has been for a long time.
The ducks were quite happy to be let out. When I leave their food outside, getting them out is easy. Though, now that they have a favorite hideway, deep in overgrown bush, they really like being out. Hmm, I may move their food and water closer. There is a nice giant pine which would offer sky cover.
The girls were fed next. Litter was, is, next, but that spot of heat hit me like a ton of bricks. I came back in, brushed the teeth, then was heading to the litter boxes when a wave of exhaustion hit. My body exploded into heat, as if a smoldering heap suddenly hit by gas and a match. A heatscope would expose a flaming corona around me... if true of color, it would be blue flames.
I will post, rest, and cool. Then hit the litter and take a cool shower then soak. The bubbles in the water won't be from beans! :p Oh, and today is the day! A date with delight, if all business. Rabbits. Looking them over. As well, a bit of shopping and looking. Pricing potential caging material in one last place.
And grocery shopping. Rather than eating out, from time to time, I figured out costs and am buying better for less. Compare three bigger fast food meals... a full entree, sides, and drink, plus an extra minor entree... and even a steak. But grilled brots, chicken, hamburger, hot dogs, hamburgers, and whatever is vastly less expensive. Any two of those, and trimmings, are vastly cheaper... except steaks. Throw in a side of baked beans, potato salad, or coleslaw, or even fries as you drive by, and... you save a bundle. Plus, it really is better. Even a few times a week and it really adds up. More for tools! Actually, It'll just keep me from zeroing every month. Probably.
I am really hoping to do the rabbits yet this month. If not, next. Beside the cages, together and up, I need double waterers, hay feeders and hay, feeders and feed, water bottles filled partly and frozen, nesting boxes (these can wait until September or October, no breeding until it cools), and cage dividers. At least.
I am probably going with the 6' x 16" shelving. Depending on how many unrelated lines of rabbits are available... I am sure of two? I will want two to... six or eight? cages, each cage holds two rabbits, each cage costs about $91... I have already purchased fasteners and tools, plus have wood stock for shelving and base legs. I, obviously, won't be building more than a few at a time, three or four max. I would really like four cages, and to expand one way or another, quickly. If I can go with 24" depth and 12" height, the price would be less than $70 per. The height is more the concern. But a mix and match wit 24" depth and 16" height would still be close to $70. Ugh.
Excited. Not just for food, or the processes, but the whole program. You know goats really are next. A few milk/meat mixes to start. Probably never more. In a year or two, if this works out. It is a different world with animals in it. A better world. Oh, I probably won't milk them. Just, I want that left open, as a potential. Or to allow others to access at their leisure and risk. Later.
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Two days ago, the high was 50°. Yesterday it was 70°. Today it is nearly 80°. Shifting right along. With windows open and just a fan on slow, it was 68° upstairs. Downstairs it was 67°. That won't last. I closed the upstairs windows and turned on one ac. Nothing to be done downstairs, it was all shut up, as it has been for a long time.
The ducks were quite happy to be let out. When I leave their food outside, getting them out is easy. Though, now that they have a favorite hideway, deep in overgrown bush, they really like being out. Hmm, I may move their food and water closer. There is a nice giant pine which would offer sky cover.
The girls were fed next. Litter was, is, next, but that spot of heat hit me like a ton of bricks. I came back in, brushed the teeth, then was heading to the litter boxes when a wave of exhaustion hit. My body exploded into heat, as if a smoldering heap suddenly hit by gas and a match. A heatscope would expose a flaming corona around me... if true of color, it would be blue flames.
I will post, rest, and cool. Then hit the litter and take a cool shower then soak. The bubbles in the water won't be from beans! :p Oh, and today is the day! A date with delight, if all business. Rabbits. Looking them over. As well, a bit of shopping and looking. Pricing potential caging material in one last place.
And grocery shopping. Rather than eating out, from time to time, I figured out costs and am buying better for less. Compare three bigger fast food meals... a full entree, sides, and drink, plus an extra minor entree... and even a steak. But grilled brots, chicken, hamburger, hot dogs, hamburgers, and whatever is vastly less expensive. Any two of those, and trimmings, are vastly cheaper... except steaks. Throw in a side of baked beans, potato salad, or coleslaw, or even fries as you drive by, and... you save a bundle. Plus, it really is better. Even a few times a week and it really adds up. More for tools! Actually, It'll just keep me from zeroing every month. Probably.
I am really hoping to do the rabbits yet this month. If not, next. Beside the cages, together and up, I need double waterers, hay feeders and hay, feeders and feed, water bottles filled partly and frozen, nesting boxes (these can wait until September or October, no breeding until it cools), and cage dividers. At least.
I am probably going with the 6' x 16" shelving. Depending on how many unrelated lines of rabbits are available... I am sure of two? I will want two to... six or eight? cages, each cage holds two rabbits, each cage costs about $91... I have already purchased fasteners and tools, plus have wood stock for shelving and base legs. I, obviously, won't be building more than a few at a time, three or four max. I would really like four cages, and to expand one way or another, quickly. If I can go with 24" depth and 12" height, the price would be less than $70 per. The height is more the concern. But a mix and match wit 24" depth and 16" height would still be close to $70. Ugh.
Excited. Not just for food, or the processes, but the whole program. You know goats really are next. A few milk/meat mixes to start. Probably never more. In a year or two, if this works out. It is a different world with animals in it. A better world. Oh, I probably won't milk them. Just, I want that left open, as a potential. Or to allow others to access at their leisure and risk. Later.
Wednesday, July 1, 2020
Food storage notions.
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I have to start by saying variety is absolutely required. I thought I had great variety in canned or pouched meats and fish. Actually I do. But... that's not enough. You really need fresh, from time to time, and varieties of that. I think my bad heart makes that even slightly more difficult, which is why I end up cheating more often.
I am working on raising meat. But, unless you have small fortunes, plenty of time, lots of tools, space, and luck, one doesn't just snap fingers and have one or several meat production operations up and running. Just getting cages or runs, safe enough for reasonable freedoms... but then add in feeders, watering, cleanup, the time needed for those, feed, extra care in extremes, not to mention potential grooming, breeding, and harvesting processes... it takes time to get it going. You begin to live to eat.
I keep asking myself if it is worth it. Regardless of the money, because that isn't what it seems, it is still... yes! And no. If the world went back to pre-Wuhan? Yes, and no. As is, the same. If it gets even a bit worse, then absolutely. It is an asset binding realworld hedge expense. For someone like me, it is probably an all around better bet. Even the work involved is of benefit, light as that actually is.
I am rethinking quantities and varieties this next round back into storage. I can't avoid some foods, like beans. I do need actual wheat berries. I don't need sugar, but it would be a good barter item. Honey, though? Yea. In a world only a bit worse, my insulin sparing sugar replacements simply won't exist. I can add some keto stuff to stores, and do. But shelf-life and expense are major, real, limits. Honey from Egyptian tombs has been found to be edible. For the price, not bad.
It is amazing how much variety is required to not up and stop short at the feedbag. Boredom leads to not eating, which leads to eating the really bad stuff. Fresh meats and vegetables are excellent, from time to time, if too much romaine salads is brutal too... a few times a week, a few weeks a month. I did well until I couldn't eat another, several weeks ago.
Choose wisely. Use your stored foods... except for honey or sugar in my case, unless all else is gone. After canned foods, canning meat, and additions, I'd like to figure out longer term spice and herb storage. Everybody keeps asking if I am back into food storage. Yea, yea I think I am back. Later.
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I have to start by saying variety is absolutely required. I thought I had great variety in canned or pouched meats and fish. Actually I do. But... that's not enough. You really need fresh, from time to time, and varieties of that. I think my bad heart makes that even slightly more difficult, which is why I end up cheating more often.
I am working on raising meat. But, unless you have small fortunes, plenty of time, lots of tools, space, and luck, one doesn't just snap fingers and have one or several meat production operations up and running. Just getting cages or runs, safe enough for reasonable freedoms... but then add in feeders, watering, cleanup, the time needed for those, feed, extra care in extremes, not to mention potential grooming, breeding, and harvesting processes... it takes time to get it going. You begin to live to eat.
I keep asking myself if it is worth it. Regardless of the money, because that isn't what it seems, it is still... yes! And no. If the world went back to pre-Wuhan? Yes, and no. As is, the same. If it gets even a bit worse, then absolutely. It is an asset binding realworld hedge expense. For someone like me, it is probably an all around better bet. Even the work involved is of benefit, light as that actually is.
I am rethinking quantities and varieties this next round back into storage. I can't avoid some foods, like beans. I do need actual wheat berries. I don't need sugar, but it would be a good barter item. Honey, though? Yea. In a world only a bit worse, my insulin sparing sugar replacements simply won't exist. I can add some keto stuff to stores, and do. But shelf-life and expense are major, real, limits. Honey from Egyptian tombs has been found to be edible. For the price, not bad.
It is amazing how much variety is required to not up and stop short at the feedbag. Boredom leads to not eating, which leads to eating the really bad stuff. Fresh meats and vegetables are excellent, from time to time, if too much romaine salads is brutal too... a few times a week, a few weeks a month. I did well until I couldn't eat another, several weeks ago.
Choose wisely. Use your stored foods... except for honey or sugar in my case, unless all else is gone. After canned foods, canning meat, and additions, I'd like to figure out longer term spice and herb storage. Everybody keeps asking if I am back into food storage. Yea, yea I think I am back. Later.
Waking with migraines for a week.
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It tends to create an owly grumpiness that can't be beat. Being the size of a grown black bear could be a problem. I have been trained and had experience through pain, in more feral states, so it's not actually a general problem. However, I would recommend against pushing too hard. Though, you would have to push. And the first thing encountered would be the equivalent of a roar or growl, and some gruffing. That has spared even the defensive team of Iowa State's football team more trouble than they at first thought.
The migraines pass, usually by now. Exertion, earlier in the day, can bring it back... along with the sweats... cold or hot depending on the environment, usually matching... so, cold sweats lately. Sometimes, to check, or like a kid with a fork and electrical outlet just being a stubborn kid... for the third time, I do it anyway.
Not today. Aspirin can help, sometimes. Twice a week, maybe three times if I haven't used it in a while. Almost out, again, through. So today is the first shot at it. But Doom, studies say nothing helps migraines!?! Well, first, stuff studies. How many applicants were merely hoping for free dope? How skewed were the studies for or against any process over the others? How poorly were the studies run, how badly were the statistics mangled by the incompetent, politically correct fops and their quota or alien hires? About the only thing you can be sure about studies is that all their main results are incorrect.
I think my migraines are caused by physical issues, and aspirin eases those. It's a slow chain reaction. Even with caffinated aspirin, it takes from an half hour to two hours, at 2,000 mg, to work. If it works. Additional doses do nothing for several days after. Yeah, light sensitivity, sound sensitivity, and nausea, plus weird other... oddities... swirls of purple to blue... not seen... sensed or visualized? Doesn't help with the nausea.
Getting better this morning. Perhaps a bite. Whether the nausea... hmm... soft right small portions of food help that. Though most foods help. Highly acidic or base are to be avoided, and greasy... though good fats are reasonable. There is a huge difference between fatty and greasy. I don't know what all they fry breakfasts with in most restaurants, but... that is both greasy and acidic? Frying in good butter, real lard or tallow, isn't a problem.
Oh, right. I went shopping, online, this morning. Bits for my router, and odds and end. As well, food. Case lots. I can sometimes get those locally, but I often miss the sales. I did email the group which handles online shopping. But there are so many things wrong, and it sounds like the pandemic may have stressfractured their system. Still. I may have to see if they can do larger lots. By phone if the system won't work, or for me.
I realized my stored food is both dated and scant. So I am restoring supplies as quickly as possible. Ordering 12 cans of something was making me feel better... until I stepped out of the day. I couldn't eat 12 cans of almost anything in one day. But... what about over a month? I would starve on what initially appears as a glut. And, over a year? That is one can a month! Scant!
So... fruits with no sugar added, tomatos of various sorts, corn, beats, peas, even various beans, in multiple case lots. It won't provide even a can a day for a year, but perhaps three cans a week, every other week? It is a start. I need to go through what else is down there, slowly replacing what is dated or consumed, adding a few things, changing out a few others. But it has started.
Right or wrong, true or false, real, imagined, political or even geopolitical, Wuhan virus is upon us, may be returning, and will probably keep returning. Just understand, if dems actually do destroy Trump with the charade aspect of this pandemic? After forcing the masks, they will force you back to work. They, like the Chinese, care nothing for people. Does Trump? He is a businessman. But considers all assets, including you, and risks to assets. I absolutely support his take, though not the leach of a doctor he seems saddled with. Most Republicans, however, might as well be democrats. Anyway, build at least a small stock. Maybe, if you can, with a small supply of extra. You aren't alone... or you are all alone. Your choice.
For the next few months, I will be building my supply. I may even try to make and freeze jerky, can various meats, and dehydrate veggies if I can find local growers later this summer. But it is a cold early summer... one can hope. And pray. Both of which allows more than simply living on bread alone. Highly recommended. If it is all you have, and I have been there, it... is enough.
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It tends to create an owly grumpiness that can't be beat. Being the size of a grown black bear could be a problem. I have been trained and had experience through pain, in more feral states, so it's not actually a general problem. However, I would recommend against pushing too hard. Though, you would have to push. And the first thing encountered would be the equivalent of a roar or growl, and some gruffing. That has spared even the defensive team of Iowa State's football team more trouble than they at first thought.
The migraines pass, usually by now. Exertion, earlier in the day, can bring it back... along with the sweats... cold or hot depending on the environment, usually matching... so, cold sweats lately. Sometimes, to check, or like a kid with a fork and electrical outlet just being a stubborn kid... for the third time, I do it anyway.
Not today. Aspirin can help, sometimes. Twice a week, maybe three times if I haven't used it in a while. Almost out, again, through. So today is the first shot at it. But Doom, studies say nothing helps migraines!?! Well, first, stuff studies. How many applicants were merely hoping for free dope? How skewed were the studies for or against any process over the others? How poorly were the studies run, how badly were the statistics mangled by the incompetent, politically correct fops and their quota or alien hires? About the only thing you can be sure about studies is that all their main results are incorrect.
I think my migraines are caused by physical issues, and aspirin eases those. It's a slow chain reaction. Even with caffinated aspirin, it takes from an half hour to two hours, at 2,000 mg, to work. If it works. Additional doses do nothing for several days after. Yeah, light sensitivity, sound sensitivity, and nausea, plus weird other... oddities... swirls of purple to blue... not seen... sensed or visualized? Doesn't help with the nausea.
Getting better this morning. Perhaps a bite. Whether the nausea... hmm... soft right small portions of food help that. Though most foods help. Highly acidic or base are to be avoided, and greasy... though good fats are reasonable. There is a huge difference between fatty and greasy. I don't know what all they fry breakfasts with in most restaurants, but... that is both greasy and acidic? Frying in good butter, real lard or tallow, isn't a problem.
Oh, right. I went shopping, online, this morning. Bits for my router, and odds and end. As well, food. Case lots. I can sometimes get those locally, but I often miss the sales. I did email the group which handles online shopping. But there are so many things wrong, and it sounds like the pandemic may have stressfractured their system. Still. I may have to see if they can do larger lots. By phone if the system won't work, or for me.
I realized my stored food is both dated and scant. So I am restoring supplies as quickly as possible. Ordering 12 cans of something was making me feel better... until I stepped out of the day. I couldn't eat 12 cans of almost anything in one day. But... what about over a month? I would starve on what initially appears as a glut. And, over a year? That is one can a month! Scant!
So... fruits with no sugar added, tomatos of various sorts, corn, beats, peas, even various beans, in multiple case lots. It won't provide even a can a day for a year, but perhaps three cans a week, every other week? It is a start. I need to go through what else is down there, slowly replacing what is dated or consumed, adding a few things, changing out a few others. But it has started.
Right or wrong, true or false, real, imagined, political or even geopolitical, Wuhan virus is upon us, may be returning, and will probably keep returning. Just understand, if dems actually do destroy Trump with the charade aspect of this pandemic? After forcing the masks, they will force you back to work. They, like the Chinese, care nothing for people. Does Trump? He is a businessman. But considers all assets, including you, and risks to assets. I absolutely support his take, though not the leach of a doctor he seems saddled with. Most Republicans, however, might as well be democrats. Anyway, build at least a small stock. Maybe, if you can, with a small supply of extra. You aren't alone... or you are all alone. Your choice.
For the next few months, I will be building my supply. I may even try to make and freeze jerky, can various meats, and dehydrate veggies if I can find local growers later this summer. But it is a cold early summer... one can hope. And pray. Both of which allows more than simply living on bread alone. Highly recommended. If it is all you have, and I have been there, it... is enough.
Tuesday, June 30, 2020
Still cool and just rained.
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It was 61° this morning, both areas upstairs, 64° downstairs. I didn't look outdoors until around noon, at which time it was 55°. I called my mother... sometime this afternoon. They have been in the 90's for some time now. We are still getting snow, if higher up. I can tell them. *grins* The thing is, in spite of her watching the news, she was still surprised.
Actually, she told me news I didn't... know. I mean, actually know. She said there are fires, nearby? I... guess... I don't... follow the news. I wonder if they are suspicious? Now, if I HAD started fires, a fire?, well... there is no way I could have created the wet, cold. Snow is quite the trick. *wink*
I had to contact my bank. The other night, when doing online banking, I noticed they were bowing to blm... they put a black man, extra stupidly with a medical mask, and in a suit and tie, on their online banking site. I raised a hell of a fuss. Then my password stopped working... almost as if they heard. But was it the Bank of Utah, or some agency with the power to attack even accounts? Our government bureaucracies are converged.
They have been charging my account, in spite of having said they wouldn't, and a number of other problems. I fixed what I could, and filed a complaint about their support of racial terrorists. Then tried to order checks. That is not through the bank anymore. So I was transferred.
The woman I spoke with was terse. I'll tell you, she was nearly threatening. Seriously. Free checks, 80 at a time. Any more cost ~$30, per 80 checks? Oh, do you want protection services on thos checks? It was ~$5, for six months, and then something after that. No. Do want them shipped safely? I think that was ~$15. No. Damn, I think I need a new bank.
So, I had placed an order earlier, online. It seems to have gone through. So I tried to order groceries online, for pickup, at Macey's, the store I have been with for a long while. Ordering online is new. I got signed up, an order for tomorrow set, and tried to pay. They said my bank was refusing my card.
Back to the bank. They said there were no problems on their side. I tried again, same problem. I tried using my phone. Wouldn't go through. So I signed out on my other device, then attempted to sign in on my phone. It wasn't accepting my password anymore. So... I tried again on my machine. Nope. Further, it asked me about security questions which were never set up.
I called the store. Try tomorrow, or you could email them. But they are really busy so it might be a long time. I asked if that was legitimately all he could do. Yep. The in-store expert on the system couldn't do anything. Apparently they outsource their whole online ordering system. My unasked question... why do they hire him? Bosses son?
China's credit score is alive and well in America. If you are conservative, expect these sorts of things. You are on their list for harassment. And? They somehow killed my wireless headset, right at the time they scrambled my banking password. Seriously. Later.
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It was 61° this morning, both areas upstairs, 64° downstairs. I didn't look outdoors until around noon, at which time it was 55°. I called my mother... sometime this afternoon. They have been in the 90's for some time now. We are still getting snow, if higher up. I can tell them. *grins* The thing is, in spite of her watching the news, she was still surprised.
Actually, she told me news I didn't... know. I mean, actually know. She said there are fires, nearby? I... guess... I don't... follow the news. I wonder if they are suspicious? Now, if I HAD started fires, a fire?, well... there is no way I could have created the wet, cold. Snow is quite the trick. *wink*
I had to contact my bank. The other night, when doing online banking, I noticed they were bowing to blm... they put a black man, extra stupidly with a medical mask, and in a suit and tie, on their online banking site. I raised a hell of a fuss. Then my password stopped working... almost as if they heard. But was it the Bank of Utah, or some agency with the power to attack even accounts? Our government bureaucracies are converged.
They have been charging my account, in spite of having said they wouldn't, and a number of other problems. I fixed what I could, and filed a complaint about their support of racial terrorists. Then tried to order checks. That is not through the bank anymore. So I was transferred.
The woman I spoke with was terse. I'll tell you, she was nearly threatening. Seriously. Free checks, 80 at a time. Any more cost ~$30, per 80 checks? Oh, do you want protection services on thos checks? It was ~$5, for six months, and then something after that. No. Do want them shipped safely? I think that was ~$15. No. Damn, I think I need a new bank.
So, I had placed an order earlier, online. It seems to have gone through. So I tried to order groceries online, for pickup, at Macey's, the store I have been with for a long while. Ordering online is new. I got signed up, an order for tomorrow set, and tried to pay. They said my bank was refusing my card.
Back to the bank. They said there were no problems on their side. I tried again, same problem. I tried using my phone. Wouldn't go through. So I signed out on my other device, then attempted to sign in on my phone. It wasn't accepting my password anymore. So... I tried again on my machine. Nope. Further, it asked me about security questions which were never set up.
I called the store. Try tomorrow, or you could email them. But they are really busy so it might be a long time. I asked if that was legitimately all he could do. Yep. The in-store expert on the system couldn't do anything. Apparently they outsource their whole online ordering system. My unasked question... why do they hire him? Bosses son?
China's credit score is alive and well in America. If you are conservative, expect these sorts of things. You are on their list for harassment. And? They somehow killed my wireless headset, right at the time they scrambled my banking password. Seriously. Later.
Monday, June 29, 2020
Late, down and up.
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I can't remember when I went to bed. I woke a bit after eleven, the final time. Still weary. I let Sam up, and she bothered me all night. Too, she reminded me to check and change a few settings upstairs. She won't be let up when I need sleep. I am not sure what her problem was, but she is looking chipper this morning. *sigh*
It was 66° in my nook, 64° generally upstairs, 67° downstairs, and 44° outdoors as I was just letting the quackles out. I am enjoying the cool, but it is crippling me. Then again the heat was fringing on that too. It doesn't take much, either way, to take me down. I'll keep trying. I would consider heating the place, but... I so love the cool. And if summer heat returns, it might leave me in double duty heat overload. Once the house heats, it's terribly difficult to cool.
Sam is back in good graces. I found her problem. She was out of dry food. If litter is in bad shape, hard food is out, or I haven't fed them canned enough, they get a huge relief for bad behavior. Up to a point. No drawing of blood is allowed. We have a pretty good arrangement that has worked for years now. Yes, you can both communicate with, and train, cats... and women, and women cats. You just have to be willing to listen, watch what they do, and do your part. But, yea. Just... don't think it is once and done, perfectly set, or quick or easy. But... yea.
Yes, still cloudy, with potential for rain out there. I am all but certain it rained last night. It is beautiful, if hard on farming, potentially.
No work yesterday. There is today, and hope. Later.
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I can't remember when I went to bed. I woke a bit after eleven, the final time. Still weary. I let Sam up, and she bothered me all night. Too, she reminded me to check and change a few settings upstairs. She won't be let up when I need sleep. I am not sure what her problem was, but she is looking chipper this morning. *sigh*
It was 66° in my nook, 64° generally upstairs, 67° downstairs, and 44° outdoors as I was just letting the quackles out. I am enjoying the cool, but it is crippling me. Then again the heat was fringing on that too. It doesn't take much, either way, to take me down. I'll keep trying. I would consider heating the place, but... I so love the cool. And if summer heat returns, it might leave me in double duty heat overload. Once the house heats, it's terribly difficult to cool.
Sam is back in good graces. I found her problem. She was out of dry food. If litter is in bad shape, hard food is out, or I haven't fed them canned enough, they get a huge relief for bad behavior. Up to a point. No drawing of blood is allowed. We have a pretty good arrangement that has worked for years now. Yes, you can both communicate with, and train, cats... and women, and women cats. You just have to be willing to listen, watch what they do, and do your part. But, yea. Just... don't think it is once and done, perfectly set, or quick or easy. But... yea.
Yes, still cloudy, with potential for rain out there. I am all but certain it rained last night. It is beautiful, if hard on farming, potentially.
No work yesterday. There is today, and hope. Later.
Sunday, June 28, 2020
A bit more than a nap.
.
.
A bit less than a full sleep. I must be chucking out heat. My area was 68°, with a fan, on high, blowing at me, at the far south east of the upstairs studio, with a window open on the west and east of me wall. Two fans total, and heavy wind outside cross pulling the air going out... nothing being blown back in, save some from the west. Near the center of the room, it was 63°. I have put both thermometers together, in several different places. They read, or did, the same.
A primary thing you should know about science (engineering, no rocket scientist put a rocket on the moon, or developed household electricity, or even created commercial lightbulbs, etc) is that the results are only as good, and repeatable (if those aren't completely synonymous there is overlap of meaning through design) as your measuring devices. Mine may or may not be accurate, but those two, as a pair, are precise accordingly as a pair. Took three seconds to describe a simple understanding. Blah!
Anyway... The ducks received fresh water in their hutch. Food has been being left outside, but with heavy winds, heavier gusts, and rain, I put that in with them. They are really enjoying the clean hutch. And surprisingly, keeping it rather clean!?! Critters can... amaze. It really doesn't need a second cleaning. And, with them out most of their active day, they don't mess the place much. As well, they are rather regulated about even that.
I will clean their pen before it freezes and first thing after thaw. And let them out snow or shine, unless it gets really bad. I am trying to figure out a way to make their water last longer... A bigger pool inside with them, and big rocks boiled indoors? No... I think it is probably as good, sizewise, as it gets, without an electronic water heater. Though, boiling bigger rocks, and adding those to the water, might help? With the rabbits, boiled rocks in kiddie blankets on the coldest days. Iced water bottles on hot days, though the ducks don't really need, the rabbits will. Thinking...
I finally set the time to meet with the rabbit lady. Size, of the cage for the rabbits in this case, really matters. If it needs to be 40", 32", or 20" deep, really makes a significant difference in price of materials. From 40" to 32", the price nearly halves. From 32" to say 20", the price is trimmed by another third. It is the difference between. It goes from $350ish to $100ish, all give or take a bit, for enough for four cages with room for kits. Cages that are proving to last exceedingly well and long, and not damage the rabbits' feet.
Remember when I almost thought there might be more snow yet? Perhaps that was in a conversation. Anyway. While it is only raining, in the Valley, it is 42° outside. And it is blowing pretty hard, from the north. I agree, crazy. But... crazy happens. Not sure, but I wasn't. I just had... a sense... not a surety, a possibility. Crazy. Go on, laugh. Just, this time, not at me or snow... or fire. *wink*
I had to close everything, it had started plunging into cold. It is 69° down here, after bounces down then up. I left it open upstairs. I'll enjoy the cool when bedtime arrives. Work, I hope, tonight. Dishes, a shower, folding clothes, some cooking? I can hope. And, I think she winked back. I am almost certain. I'll acknowledge her wink. Later.
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A bit less than a full sleep. I must be chucking out heat. My area was 68°, with a fan, on high, blowing at me, at the far south east of the upstairs studio, with a window open on the west and east of me wall. Two fans total, and heavy wind outside cross pulling the air going out... nothing being blown back in, save some from the west. Near the center of the room, it was 63°. I have put both thermometers together, in several different places. They read, or did, the same.
A primary thing you should know about science (engineering, no rocket scientist put a rocket on the moon, or developed household electricity, or even created commercial lightbulbs, etc) is that the results are only as good, and repeatable (if those aren't completely synonymous there is overlap of meaning through design) as your measuring devices. Mine may or may not be accurate, but those two, as a pair, are precise accordingly as a pair. Took three seconds to describe a simple understanding. Blah!
Anyway... The ducks received fresh water in their hutch. Food has been being left outside, but with heavy winds, heavier gusts, and rain, I put that in with them. They are really enjoying the clean hutch. And surprisingly, keeping it rather clean!?! Critters can... amaze. It really doesn't need a second cleaning. And, with them out most of their active day, they don't mess the place much. As well, they are rather regulated about even that.
I will clean their pen before it freezes and first thing after thaw. And let them out snow or shine, unless it gets really bad. I am trying to figure out a way to make their water last longer... A bigger pool inside with them, and big rocks boiled indoors? No... I think it is probably as good, sizewise, as it gets, without an electronic water heater. Though, boiling bigger rocks, and adding those to the water, might help? With the rabbits, boiled rocks in kiddie blankets on the coldest days. Iced water bottles on hot days, though the ducks don't really need, the rabbits will. Thinking...
I finally set the time to meet with the rabbit lady. Size, of the cage for the rabbits in this case, really matters. If it needs to be 40", 32", or 20" deep, really makes a significant difference in price of materials. From 40" to 32", the price nearly halves. From 32" to say 20", the price is trimmed by another third. It is the difference between. It goes from $350ish to $100ish, all give or take a bit, for enough for four cages with room for kits. Cages that are proving to last exceedingly well and long, and not damage the rabbits' feet.
Remember when I almost thought there might be more snow yet? Perhaps that was in a conversation. Anyway. While it is only raining, in the Valley, it is 42° outside. And it is blowing pretty hard, from the north. I agree, crazy. But... crazy happens. Not sure, but I wasn't. I just had... a sense... not a surety, a possibility. Crazy. Go on, laugh. Just, this time, not at me or snow... or fire. *wink*
I had to close everything, it had started plunging into cold. It is 69° down here, after bounces down then up. I left it open upstairs. I'll enjoy the cool when bedtime arrives. Work, I hope, tonight. Dishes, a shower, folding clothes, some cooking? I can hope. And, I think she winked back. I am almost certain. I'll acknowledge her wink. Later.
Good, yet bad in odd ways.
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Remember that rain I... smelled the other day? It finally arrived, last night, I think. Early in the fresh dark. It is, or was, raining into the morning. A reasonable soaking. I... was it a physical scent, or site scent? I don't always know. I wonder if they still laugh when, by logic, they know it will not rain, or snow. And fire in the snow is way out? I do? Couldn't be, I say to myself. Yet, timidly, humbly as possible, I write.
Sleep was good. It just hasn't cooled off inside all that much. At 71° inside, only down to 69° last night. I had to use both ac's to get 68° upstairs at night, but opened it up this morning, just using fans. Outside is 64°. I am not sure if that is up or down. It was nearly 90° yesterday. I checked through the evening and morning, but short term memory is on the fritz.
Not a bad day, but short term memory to a few pains, a foggy mind, and a consuming exhaustion have me battling just to stay awake. Perhaps food will help. The ducks were fed and let out to play. One hen had not been laying. She gave one today. I am grateful for what they give. The girls have had little sorted and been fed. They, like me, seem extra sleepy today. The dark and sudden cool does that.
Food, a nap, then work? I hope. If church isn't open, get a few prayers said for all and sundry. If you get in, say a short prayer in my name? It'll do you as much good as me. But... what about the warnings, Doom? As with any war, it's when the times tough when the tough get going. It is on the cross you earn your bona fides, not by avoiding toils. Good day.
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Remember that rain I... smelled the other day? It finally arrived, last night, I think. Early in the fresh dark. It is, or was, raining into the morning. A reasonable soaking. I... was it a physical scent, or site scent? I don't always know. I wonder if they still laugh when, by logic, they know it will not rain, or snow. And fire in the snow is way out? I do? Couldn't be, I say to myself. Yet, timidly, humbly as possible, I write.
Sleep was good. It just hasn't cooled off inside all that much. At 71° inside, only down to 69° last night. I had to use both ac's to get 68° upstairs at night, but opened it up this morning, just using fans. Outside is 64°. I am not sure if that is up or down. It was nearly 90° yesterday. I checked through the evening and morning, but short term memory is on the fritz.
Not a bad day, but short term memory to a few pains, a foggy mind, and a consuming exhaustion have me battling just to stay awake. Perhaps food will help. The ducks were fed and let out to play. One hen had not been laying. She gave one today. I am grateful for what they give. The girls have had little sorted and been fed. They, like me, seem extra sleepy today. The dark and sudden cool does that.
Food, a nap, then work? I hope. If church isn't open, get a few prayers said for all and sundry. If you get in, say a short prayer in my name? It'll do you as much good as me. But... what about the warnings, Doom? As with any war, it's when the times tough when the tough get going. It is on the cross you earn your bona fides, not by avoiding toils. Good day.
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