Down late, up late.

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I couldn't sleep.  I just... kept... going on.  I did get to bed at around 23:00, but three nights that late or later in a row meant, finally, a late morning.  I had the alarms set, but they did no good.  Maybe.  They might have helped?  I finally woke around a quarter after nine.  Even then, it was a slow start.

I let the ducks out, and gave them food while refreshing their water.  On the way back in, I checked the light to the downstairs.  It... keeps being on when I am sure I turned it off.  So, I check when I am through.  It was off, though, out of curiosity, I decided to see if the traps had been successful.  No, no, no, no to the big one, and... what... what is that?

Was it just food, or a blur, in the last one?  Tube like tunnels, but darker colored, smoky, caramel, colored plastic.  I got out my flashlight.  Sure enough, it had one!  At first I thought it was a baby.  But, no.  Mice are just small.  Fat, or pregnant, though.

I brought it up.  Sam knew, just knew, what was in there.  My guess is she had heard it squeak and went down to check it out.  She knew what I was carrying, and what was in it.  I took it to the tub, plugged the drain, and let it go.  Sam went in, but... just... played with it.  Oh, right... no nails!  I clipped those because she has been... being mean, to both Sassy and me.  Without those, she doesn't have her primary... utensils for the harvest.  Ugh.

So, I brought Sassy in.  She was terrified of the tub.  I don't get that, but... she would not stay and play, at all.  Well, fine.  I am not treating of feeding until that mouse is gone.  They have one job, and one way or another, they had better do it.  If I have to kill it, then dispose of it, they are going on a diet.  A see food diet.

Ah.  But the rest of today?  Hmm...  It was 36 F out about fifteen minutes ago or so.  Still cool.  Anyway.  Beef soup this time.  Though for supper or instead of the earlier meals?  I did end up finishing off the chicken soup last night, ended up hungry.  But what else?  I just can't say.  Probably more eggs.  No more gribenes, but I have bacon... a large odds and ends pack.  I could fry a large batch of those up, much like making pork schmaltz.  The cracklings can be put on anything from salads to soups to sprinkled on eggs, and of course the fat can be set aside.

But, for work?  I really want to hit the bathroom.  But, when I am done, possibly attempt to steamvac the floor.  A bit of clutter in there needs to be sorted.  Oh, and I didn't get the laundry out last night.  I will run it through again, then put it out.  After that, sort to see if I have enough clothes for another batch or two.  Laundry first, and actually soup first.  I think I'll go with soup as a starter.

Then work in the kitchen.  It is slowly being dismantled, pieces and parts being added to one pantry or another, keto food stuffs being collected for easy ready access, and other things being figured out.  More of that, here and there, taking down bits and areas at a time.  A few small areas which have been mostly cleared could be finally cleared, then swept up after.

Every time I get things back in order, I begin pulling things apart.  It is in a form of reverse chaos, almost like reliving the past.  If a past I don't remember.  But seeing how it happened, in an odd way, is informative, uncomfortable, if interesting.  The process isn't exact, like removing boxes while leaving styrofoam containers.  It looks like I just received medicine and specialty foods all at once, but I know that wasn't the case.  Still, it... gives an idea.

As well, I want more clearing in here, the computer room.  Boxes, torn down, are stacking all in one spot, mostly.  And the middle(r) area has been left alone, so far.  It is about to be hit.  Today, I hope.  It does feel like I am floundering.  Floundering in the opposite direction from what got me here albeit.  Still, floundering, in any direction, is just that.

On the good side, when I get little areas cleared, cleaned, and organized... while walking through the rest of the cave can be daunting, I have those areas with which to mentally, spiritually, cling.  Little floats in a sea of madness, where I can latch on, catch my breath, before getting back to it.  The dent made in this room, with the boxes was the first oasis.  The counters are currently my largest and primary places.  But, as things expand, more places, larger and smaller, are coming into existing and spreading.

I want just a bit more space, here, near the computer.  And, probably, on top of the computer desk, as well as under and around it.  Yes, that... would be a thing.  How much of that can I do today?  More than yesterday.  Maybe back to it fully?  Maybe.  Something to eat first.  But... what?  Soup, and kefir?  That would do, so I don't have to think.  Best get to some food, medicine, and waking.  Later.

It is about bedtime.

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Not a bad day.  Not a heavy day.  Thankfully, to be honest, I was able to relax a bit today.  Oh, I still got work done.  Several trips downstairs, with items to be stored.  A bit of sorting while down there.  The boxes which took everything down back up and onto the breakdown pile.  Dishes, counters, and some cooking.  Everything, save the chicken stew pot, has been washed.  But it has stew in it.  That will be breakfast.

A few other things, more boxes broken down, if not all.  I wait until there are enough to bother with.  A few areas in the kitchen being cleared.  Items being sorted and put away as possible.  I even washed the small kitchen appliances which are out on the counters.  Amazing how splatters get everywhere, no matter how careful I am.

It was cooling off.  Last I looked, if it's been a while, it was already back down to 36.  My guess is it has gone down a bit to a lot.  The ducks and rabbits don't mind.  I do have the tarps partly covering, more to block wind.  Which is what might get to them.  Not the ducks so much, but the rabbits.

Little bits of everything.  Oh, and I best get in medicine tonight.  I take it twice a day, and insulin when... I do.  So many little things being done as well.  Well, not today, but a few.  Probably more than I remember.  When this tired, and cool, memory can really fail.  As I think back, though, a number of little things.

Tomorrow?  I am hoping to get to the bathroom.  Oh, and I could put towels out to dry tonight.  They might freeze, but... whatever.  They will eventually thaw and be just fine.  If not, they can be brought in and anything from being fluffed to a hotter drying process.  Maybe more washing tomorrow.  Another shower?  I won't need a shave for a day or three.  Probably.

I just wish it would warm, even for a day.  It'll work out.  Good night.

Not paying attention!

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An appointment?  Right.  I thought it was next week.  Today.  Well... it is figured out now.  I... thought yesterday was today, which... explains some of my confusion.  Yes, I have been working hard.  It has caught up.  No harm, no foul, so I was told.  And all has been sorted to a new appointment.  Ugh!  I do feel like a fool at times.

Ah, I best get to setting up soup.  Stew?  Something.  Nothing fancy.  Just chicken and bone broth.  But it will do just fine.  Hmm, I do have a few cans of vegetables.  And, while getting that going, I can do dishes and counters.  As well, clean the sinks a bit more.  They were hit well recently, but sinks always need cleaning!

It is hovering just below 40, or was last I looked.  In a way, it is a gorgeous day.  It's just... not really a spring day.  The air movement makes it just too cold for such, on top of the high 30's temp.  It's like a visual trap.  I want to go out, but it just catches me offguard every time.

It is a day of rest.  As much because weather is keeping me down as because I have burned through a couple months of energy in a week and change of days.  I'll... get back to it, if I can.  I think I can.  Just not today, maybe not tomorrow.  Then again, I won't just stop either... or haven't.  Surprised I haven't collapsed.

Cleaning counters and stovetop.  Then what?  Hmm... I could make a baking powder slurry, caking it around the oven, and steam that clean for a bit... see what I can do in there.  It's pretty messy.  I have checked the mousetraps downstairs, no luck so far.  I could check again.  I may have a few more boxes to break down ready, and maybe some work upstairs.  Just a bit more sorting and moving.

It is too cold to work outside, and has been for a bit.  If I have to, later this week, so be it.  I'll dress a bit warmer and go to it.  A few other little things I'd like to consider, but probably not until tomorrow... at least the technical one...

Oops, wandered off without posting.  Anyway...  Counters are clear and clean, or as much as the are supposed to be.  Dishes were finished.  A few groups of pantry items were taken downstairs (no mice yet).  Chicken soup is going, and I sliced the bratwursts into thing coins, putting the bulk of them into the storage container and some into the soup.  A few little things besides.  For a lame day, it's... okay.

One more batch of work later on.  Boxes, some more tidying in the kitchen, maybe some things down to the basement, and some work upstairs?  Who knows, really.  I'll do my best.  Another kefir would be good, but I'll have it with supper.  Oh, I meant to find canned veggies for in the soup.  I'll get that before too long.  Like... right now.  :p  Later.

The best shave I have had in twenty years.

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At least twenty years.  Focus.  I was able to focus, my skin seems stronger, everything required to shave as present, and utilized.  The last shave had to be corrected, but got closer.  This time was... perfect?  As good as I can do for now.  Right after the shower is the best time.  If I shave, it's then if possible.

The shower was good, but not terribly needed.  Still, enjoyed.  For those times I can't, won't, don't, shouldn't, couldn't.  Life is better when clean and trimmed as to one's preferences or allowances.  Since I can't keep up on barbers, long hair is just the better way.  A surrender?  A realization.  And it is cheaper.  The other choice is mission cuts.  No thank you.  I look rough enough.

It was just at 38~39 when I went in for the shower.  It is clouding over again.  I was right, while there isn't exactly a wind, the air is... full.  There is movement, but almost imperceptible flow.  That is why it is cold.  It is whatever that is, wherever it is from... the north to north west is where it derives.  Cold.  Still, I'll enjoy it.

The gribenes is toasting in the oven.  Eggs will join it.  Maybe just a touch of bacon, to use up a few thirds of slices left.  I believe a kefir smoothie is on the menu as well.  Of course, tea too.  I have been drinking a lot less, and it is really showing.  I am curious if a single water pill can, beyond my efforts, complete my efforts without upsetting the delicate balance.  The experiment has begun.

Buzzer went off, so I had to get in and do breakfast.  Done and eaten.  The exceptional part of gribenes is there is no sugar added, no ingredients which are questionable, the food isn't old (some bacon can be spooky), and it can be flavored however one likes, and as lightly or heavily as one desires.  I went with a light dusting of pepper, a pinch of sea salt, garlic and onion powder, and a touch of thyme?  I think I skipped ground coriander, but that would be good as well.  Fantastic.

Soon, after a bit of a rest, I will get to cleaning the counters, then dishes.  Who really knows after that.  Something about a full belly can cause my mind to drift.  Hmm, the equivalent of three whole pieces of bacon (given the actual and chicken bacon), three eggs, and a cup of kefir berry smoothie and I feel like I just ate a Thanksgiving feast!  Then again, I did.  Every meal, really.

The next time I am in for chicken feet, I will have to see if they happen to carry, or keep, chicken skin.  I have my doubts.  I doubt if any of the stores do.  Still, I... could ask around.  Then again, as I will be cooking chicken in the instapot, mostly, from now on, perhaps I could just save it?  How to freeze it flat though?  Then again, Jews just cook it like pork rind, not flat like I did.  Though, perhaps, when thawed it will go flat again without too much trouble?  I'll think on it.  Experiment.  The thing is, I would like several small containers of just schmaltz.  That stuff is pretty jiggy.

Blood pressure and blood sugar were both higher today.  Blood sugar not terribly, just a bit higher than is preferred.  At 150ish, I call it good.  Above that and I will work on it.  But below 200, I just... do what I can.  It's difficult to fix in that middling region.  Later.

Still so cool out there.

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With the sun on and shades (clouds) out of the way, it just isn't warming fast for it.  It is 32 F, just now, nearing 10:00.  More, it feels even colder.  Odd how 20 seemed fine but 32 feels cold.  Is there a subtle breeze happening now which was absent earlier?  I... I think so.  Not a wind, but maybe a rather steady air movement, barely perceptible.  I... think.

A bit of kefir.  For now.  The cold makes action difficult.  This time it is the weather.  Even so, I'll get some things done.  A shower and shave, shortly.  Then breakfast, then dishes, plus a helping of chicken soup put out and thinned a bit with water for meals later through the day.  Sausage went well with the chicken soup, last time.  And I have two bratwursts remaining.  I may just slice those and add them in.  Love that stuff.  Use what you have, and don't waste.

I have a few other hoped projects for today.  I have pushed for long, and the weather is against me.  Still, at a slow reasoned pace, I may get some things done.  Some I fear to do, for one reason or another.  One might be a bit of a reach, physically.  One may be a reach mechanically.  Others, I... just don't want to do.

Very slightly stiff, but no aches or pains coming through to consciousness.  It's back there.  But... it should be.  I have pushed my body, taxed it beyond it's fitness level... far beyond it's fitness level.  That I'm not sleeping, and for a week, surprises me.  It will happen eventually.  It has to happen.  Gravity... what goes up must come down.  Though medicine might cause that itself.

Yes, I am starting medicine today.  This time with just one water pill.  At least initially.  I have been draining so well recently, that my legs look human.  If I don't need the stuff, I won't take it.  Still, there is just a bit more that could be removed.  I have been training myself to go thirsty.  Not bone dry, just... back off the tea.  As well, the vinegar lime juice concoction takes the edge off thirst with just a double shot of the stuff.  Drinking smarter, as well as in a restrained manner.  Relearning to live within constraints.  Life is changing.

Well... I'll get the medicine in now, a shower soon, food shortly thereafter, and kitchen cleanup just a bit beyond that.  Oh, the bathroom.  I'd like to get going on that.  Mostly just the floor, sweeping, mopping, maybe steam cleaning if the steamvac has the bits for it.  Should, just a non-carpet floor attachment...  I'm sure it has that.  And just steam?  Or, with a touch of bleach?  Yes, maybe.

Good day, good luck, work hard, be well.  Amen.

About the same time as yesterday.

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Regardless of how long it took for me to actually rise, dress within social civility, and be downstairs... which varied, yesterday as today, I woke to a brightening sky at 7:12.  The previous bedtime was 23:30, last night it was 0:03 or 8?  I did get the ducks in, but was staying up to try to force a shower.  That... never works well.  And, no, I didn't get a shower.  This morning, I will get it this morning.

Sleep was fantastic.  I didn't start waking until... actually, until the alarm?  Maybe once before.  No, it wasn't a waking alarm.  It was an early alarm.  I had the two set for 06:00 and 08:00.  The first is a pre-wake up, one I can just shut down.  The other is an emergency alarm, meaning "get up now".  Will they work?  Worked this morning, but they will work until they don't.  If I do need to get to bed earlier.  I need more sleep.  Not sure how I have gotten lucky two nights in a row but I won't be pushing it.

Oh, but the sun is out!  It is starting as a bright shiny day.  Does that help?  More if it has been gloomy lately, or if it is mild enough.  When it hits 90 or higher, and stays that hot for a while?  No.  Not so much.  Then a dull, dark, damp day will get my jigglies wiggling.  But, for today, wonderful!

A shower, eggs, gribenes, and kefir, then dishes and a general kitchen cleanup.  Then, chores.  Ugh, it's only 20 F out there today, again!  Ugh.  But it doesn't feel as cold.  No wind?  Not that I accounted on my scouting excursion.  I don't think so, just doesn't have that... feel.  Perhaps the sun will do something more than spill light?  Time tells all, if you know how to see.

Oh, I forgot the flag out last night.  Gotta fix that, or get a light.  Or both.

Today?  I plan on getting chicken soup going.  I mean, it is made, just sitting in the fridge.  It simply needs to be added to a small pot, cut with a bit of water, and have vegetables added.  Fresh would be wonderful, but canned would do.  I may explore adding anchovy paste, before beginning to brew.  To bolster flavor (you really won't taste it if you do it correctly, if I wouldn't mind sometimes for my part).  

But also to add certain edible vitamins and minerals which aren't in a typical American diet.  Like pepper, add just enough to not taste, and it still really spikes flavor in some... odd... truly umami... ways.  Plus, if you aren't getting iodine from salt, where are you getting it?  I am surprised we haven't had a worse collapse of health due to dietary failures.  This is actually relatively cheap and easy, and unnoticeable to picky eaters.  Since most vitamins and minerals require either fat or water to be soluble in the body?  A fattier soup or stew is the absolute perfect delivery system.  Between being nearly addictive, it has the fat and liquid to make the nutrients available.  Not just for that meal, but perhaps for the rest of the food eaten that day?  Maybe.

Well... I should get to waking, then on to things.  Teeth already brushed, just waiting an half hour to get tea.  Gives the teeth time to harden back up?  Or... some such.  Not even sure I believe.  But, sometimes, Doom abides.  Back to three times a day, and hitting my special gargle tonic three times a day, for now.  Then will back that to once or twice a week.  The last cavity I had was 1993, and that with drinking a lot of soda, beer, and eating very carb heavy foods.  Genes?  Only go so far?

Later.

Supper has been canceled.

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Nothing fancy, or political, or snowflakery.  I'm simply not hungry enough.  Perhaps another kefir though.  I was looking forward to eggs and such, tomorrow.  Achy, weary, and the rest.  Anacin will do.  Little things, here and there.  But mostly a business and rest day.

I did just get two months of medicines put into the medicine dispensers.  That's quite a chore, actually.  Especially since I am starting out with one thing, then changing several things as I go.  I am hitting vitamins, plus certain extras, doubly hard to start out.  Then, I am backing those off to one and an half duty (since I take the water pill which washes a lot of stuff out).  As well, I am starting on the low dose heart medicine, then changing that to the full dose in a week.  So it gets confusing.  I know what I should take and look at the pills before they go in, so... that helps.

More boxes were done.  I am mostly keeping even with what is being brought in.  And, generally, I am keeping up on dishes.  Counters are beginning to sag, but I'll... get to those soon.  So very tired.  They will be the morning priority.  Just a crumb here, a smudge there, but that's how it starts.  I would do it tonight, but I am trying to stay up to get the ducks in and take a shower.  Everything else can hang.  I... just can't.  Not even sure about those things, but maybe.

The sun is still up, if just.  It is 32 out there.  Very cool, cold really with the wind going.  A strange weather system of late.  Still, we got some rain, needed it.  Probably need more.  So a bit cool and wet isn't all bad.  I should sleep pretty well tonight.  And, hopefully, wake early again.  Even with a weak sun, it seems to wake me up.  Later, or good night.

One or two?

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No promises.  I ended up having to call both lawyer offices.  I called one around 14:00.  Was asked if a return call would be good.  Not a choice, mind you.  Still, sure.  By 16:00 I had heard nothing, so I placed a second call.  The secretary had to ask if he was interested in the case.  He took the call.

Questions for which I don't have the answers.  I did find some of the paperwork, but whether it will offer what he requests or not is another question.  None of it makes sense to me.  As well, I have the files, if... that may or may not help.  Still, he is willing to do an interview.  So, it is time to get ready to drive, I suppose.

At least I have a general idea where his office is, and how to get there.  I have been right by the place a few times, to where I have had other appointments.  It isn't for a bit, but... fine.  We will see what happens there.  As to the other lawyers on my rolodex?  If one calls back, I will give the pair (a para and lawyer team) a shot as well.  And the one in Arizona, I will ask if they still want to look the case over.  Dibs goes to the first one who took the case.  If he doesn't want it, next to take the case gets it.  First come, first served.

I took down a few boxes while waiting for a call back, before I decided to place a second call.  Not much else.  And I don't think there will be much else beyond.  A shower, and maybe a shave?  The weather isn't helping.  While it has become sunny, the wind is at it something fierce, or was, and it was only 38 out there.  With the wind, it really is chilly.

Ah, for supper, I'll try the eggs and gribenes (baked or otherwise rendered chicken skin), perhaps a sausage too?  Nah, just not that hungry.  Though I will have kefir, plain, just a touch.  Oh, and I will wash up after, including the counters this time.  But before or... no, after the shower.

It'll still have been a good day.  I do need some down time though.  Tired.  Achy.  Weary.  Even a bit sleepy.  You would think those three would be synonymous, but there is enough difference that I call each for very different aspects of exhaustion.  All good though, I have earned them.  At least the sun is out.  I am hoping to stay up late enough to get the ducks in, but that will be it.

Chicken soup tomorrow, though hopefully with vegetables of some sort.  Kale or cabbage, carrots, some root veggie or two... other than potato, and mushrooms!  I love mushrooms in these things.  Oh, celery as well.  I meant to try an exotic (to me) root recently, but... lost track and it went bad.  Okay, fine, I... was afraid of it.  I may try again.  Half for a beef portion, half for a chicken soup.  Yea.  Fennel, I believe.  Oh, I love fennel, have toothpaste of it, one of my favorite flavors... akin to black liquorice, licorice, depends on... something or other.  Anyway, I just wasn't sure how it would go in a soup.  Yea, next time I'm in.

Later.

Always check.

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Barrels clear, so back.  Then soup.  Almost a stew, without thickener or veggies.  Reminded me of minestrone, minus the... minestrone.  It was always beef, as I remember it.  I... couldn't stop eating it!  I tried various masalas, and just salt and pepper.  Bone broth with even just bits of meat is fantastic.  Actually, sans meat is is pretty good, with some salt and pepper though.

I was about to call regarding a lawyer, but decided to check something.  I have some folk helping, just wanted to be sure I could pass their contact information on.  Mostly as local contacts, if also potentially as witnesses to my condition.  That seemed good to them, so I will now attempt to contact a lawyer, see if I can get one on the case.

I'm not moving fast, and I am worn out.  I am not sure what I want to do after the calls and possible email transfers.  A shower would be good.  I just... don't know after that.  I am definitely full.  About a quart of soup?  Nearly.  Still, it's mostly liquid.  It'll pass soon.

The flag is out.  The temp, last I saw, dropped to 32?  So odd, this late in March.  Not... unpossible, just more unlikely.  Then again, weather is changing, if it isn't mostly manmade.  It has more to do with global output dropping.  I don't think it changes the temp, it just changes where the temperature bands run.  Everybody is, in theory, trying to restart... except those idiots who are standing in the way.  Blocking the way for China to take back over, while they keep failing.  Eventually they will run out of workers and guinea pigs... the two being synonymous is disastrous.

Something something.  I best call, it should be a safe time for someone to be at the phone.  Probably.  Then a shower, and... something else.  Ugh.  Pain pills, I think, too.  They seem to be working.  I also seem to be getting the right ones.  Sometimes some work, sometimes others.  Lately, the anti-inflammatory types work the best, and tylenol best of all.  Like it or not, I go with what works.  Later.

Really wearing down.

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The struggle between needing rest and wanting to "finish" is horrible.  Aches increase every time I do things, but sitting seems so... uncomfortable.  As well, when I start some project, it often opens up new avenues.  Many times it opens up many other potential projects.

I got the cat food downstairs, unboxed, at least the boxes of 24 out of the boxes of boxes.  As I was doing that, the mousetrap was set up and baited, as well, food and water where placed in the basin.  None of the other traps have caught a mouse.  Plus, the deliver boxes were brought back up.  There seems to be one missing?  Or did I use that?  In any case, that was one set of tasks finished.

While I was doing that, I found larger cups... mugs really, I purchased for making larger mug cakes/breads, and for enjoying soup more pleasantly.  I won't feel required to put more in than I really want.  So, along with a popcorn bowl I found while... doing something else? I put those in for a wash.  Oh, I was gathering the month medicine organizers.  I am sure I have four, found three.  That may be all the medicine I have.  Still, would like to find them all.  So if one gets messy, I can wash it and put the other into the cycle.

Yes, today, medicine.  I will set it up.  I probably won't start it until tomorrow.  And, it will just be the easy stuff for a week, or two.  Then I will add in the hard stuff.  Pretty much full dose, right up, when I start.  It hurts the most, but I get over it the quickest.  Assuming I survive it.  So far so good.  Meh.  There is always hope!

More and more boxes into the computer room, to be broken down.  Still so far ahead it isn't a worry.  But now I have opened up more boxes of stuff to be sorted, plus boxes to be broken down adding to the pile.  Slowly but definitely opening up my once shrinking world.  Actually, sorting would be a really good, very easy, box churning, project.  I'll need some boxes for storing, a trash can for tossing, but most boxes will be emptied and brought out to eventually broken down... and probably yet today.

Oh!  Lawyers.  I'll call today.  I looked over some of the services which offer help regarding social security.  I think they are all for those with absolutely no income.  They won't help.  I think I did this before.  Still, I could call DAV.  I am a member, but I think they did what NRA did, they offered life-time membership which absolutely destroyed their income.  Still, they might be able to help, or offer resources for veterans.  Maybe.  It's not a good time to call though.  I have found with... almost any business or government agency, after 10:30 until about 13:30, give or take an half hour their time, is not a good time.  So... in a bit.

Yea, I'll have some soup.  Then begin sorting things on or near the couch for now.  Then make some calls.  Best set an alarm.  It is so easy to miss the call time, then just slip beyond, for days.  I lose track so easily.  Especially when I am actually able to work.  Oh... I think the trash and recycling have been picked up.  I'll bring the barrels back in... and put the flag out.  Windy, not rainy, dark, but they put us out in far worse.  *wink*  Later.

A very good start.

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Today is going to be a lighter day.  Still, there were things to do to create, or recreate, order.  Stock was separated into freezer containers.  One quart and two pints, labeled and dated, in the freezer.  A pan of beef meat and stock was set for meals today.  Then all dishes, pots, scoops, and else was taken in, washed, washed twice, rinsed, dried, and some of it has already been put away.  It was done in parts, so when I the second batch was finished, the first batch was ready to be put up, or... some such.

As well, I had a kefir breakfast.  I miss that when I am out.  It's been a day or two.  Later, I'll have the gribenes (the baked, in my case, chicken skin) and eggs.  I have heard it is the Jewish replacement for bacon.  As I mentioned, I... thought it was as good as bacon.  I will put it back in the oven for, say, ten at 350?  The goal will be to crisp it back up, perhaps more than it was.

It is amazing what little bits of savings can end up... proving itself out.  The skin would have been wasted on the chicken broth.  It already had enough fat and gel.  Oh... another way to collect schmaltz is to skim the fat off stock, while it is hot or cold.  I... keep it in, because I prefer the extra fat, being keto.  Still, if I ever make it down to, say, 220~240 pounds, and begin a maintenance diet, I may begin looking for ways to cut fat... or calories really... which... means fat, I may begin pulling the schmaltz that way, or more often.  Just not when using it to treat a cold, or prepare for one.

It is almost magic, the way things are going.  Aches and pains, this morning, as last evening.  I have been pushing.  Though weather moving in, as you age, can add to things.  Slower, but not a stop.  Business, when I can focus.  Breakfast, or brunch, in a bit.  Boxes to be broken down.  As I clear areas, before putting things back so as to open the areas back up, I sweep.

As well, cat food downstairs.  The trap set up down there.  Cleaning the bathroom.  And I may investigate just what my steam cleaner really is geared to be able to do.  Sure, the carpet needs solution, but other areas don't.  And, the nice thing about a steamvac, is it doesn't just lay the steam, it pulls it back in.  It is a much better system then using a steamer followed up by using a shop vac... if it has the right attachments... or if they are available.

I may, in time, if I can keep going, get down to cleaning walls, floors wood and carpet, windows, and nooks and crannies.  But, for now, it's a matter of opening up, reducing, sorting, storing, and disposing in an organized manner.  Cleaning as areas open.  Light cleaning first, just a broom.  Floors and cobwebs both, and perhaps more.

Blood sugar was 152 fasting.  BP was 199/123 with a pulse of 100 this morning, right as I sit.  I may try to do those two at the same time, right as I wake.  For today it will do.  I'll just report them every few days, regardless of how often I check.  I'll bet is was lower, until I exploded into work.  Maybe.

I'm not fully collected.  Tired, achy too.  Still, I'll get to some lighter duties and business.  It's a nice day to be more relaxed.  Dark, windy, cool, and just a bit damp around the edges.  The sun, it seems, is like speed.  Which, I presume, can also be a bit too much.  Later.

Up early enough, I think.

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Just at 08:00, now.  But I woke a few minutes after 07:00.  I had to work with the stock and else first.  Draining the stock was complicated, almost ran out of room.  Luckily I remember to pull out a smaller pot, for soup for today.  I turned my back for two seconds and Sam was into it.  And she got a swat for it.  Just a big plastic lid.  The look on her face, between guilty and angry.  I pulled back again and she gave right deference.  Good call.

Anyway... I was curious about the meat left on the bones.  Getting all the oxtail meat off was impossible last night.  I got off what was possible, the rest, I assumed, was waste.  Still, as the bones sat, draining, I... had to see how much meat was there and if it was tasty!  I... think with my stomach.

And?  And it was!  Oh, quite tasty.  Perhaps not ribeye tasty, but nearing chuck if without the better texture.  So... even if in a hurry to get the trash out, I took the time to debone that, and put it in with the rest of the meat.  I got another cup or two.  I am well pleased.

Then the bones in the trash, and that out.  It is 37 F out there, and windy.  Not breezes, though if gusts, those are just over the steady winds.  The trash can had been tipped.  It looks like someone bumped it with a vehicle.  And the recycling lid was open.  Very strange.  Wasn't the wind, my neighbors barrels weren't open or tipped.  No bags were opened, so it wasn't animals... or... non-human animals.

Still, it is all out, and ready to go.  I wasn't sure I would, or would be able, to wake.  I initially set an alarm for 06:00 and 08:00.  During the night, while dreaming of a major mountain combat expedition... damned cold, I'll tell you... were I almost died a time or thrice, and I helped a few of the other crew stay alive and not freeze... I woke, and decided the 06:00 alarm would be annoying and too early, and might mess up my waking.

I thought the sun would help.  While it did, it... wasn't in as grand a fashion as hoped.  The clouds are so think the sun can barely be noticed.  Clouds down to... ~1,500 off the valley floor?  How high they go is another question, if I suspect they are thick.  Still, a bit of light, like a candle behind a curtain, long away in the woods, at night... it was just enough to... get me to check the time and decide to get going.

Oh, and dishes are soaking.  I need to put some of the stock in freezer containers, and label them. then wash that bowl too.  A very good start.  When I finish that, I'll wash it all up quickly, get it out to dry, and take a shower.  Teeth are brushed, just waiting an half hour to begin on some tea, and probably kefir after my next excursion to the kitchen... or even just off my chair for a bit.

Quite a thing.   Today?  Business calls, perhaps shopping, maybe some package returns?  More boxes?  Definitely that bucket mousetrap.  And the bathroom.  Odd how, when you start doing things, and keeping on top of them, there seems a lot less to do.  Though, in a house this size, keeping up, when everything is caught up, will still be a bit of a grind.  Assuming it is to sociable levels.  Later.

I think on to bed.

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Dishes are nearly done, save what will be needed to fuss with fishing bones out and separating broth.  Mostly.  The dishes have even been fully washed, dried, and set out to air dry.  The meat has been put in the container.  The broth has... a long way to go, just to finish.  It will take several hours to cool.

No, I... will go on to bed.  The sun may wake me in time to get the bones separated and into the trash, and that out.  I will put the trash bin out right now, except for that one sack.  It is all dry, otherwise, so won't be a major problem.  Plus, it will go into the trash, one way or another, tomorrow.

I will wash the mug which needs washed, get the trash to the curb, and go on to bed.  I won't be doing any work upstairs.  Sleep, just sleep.  I still have the windows open and the furnace off.  It is 66 in the computer room, 68 in the main room.  Cooking has kept the place warm?  I... think I'd best, at least, close the place up.  It could easily drop to 20 F out there, maybe colder.  But I can leave the furnace off?  

Eh, maybe I'll set it to 66.  Just in case.  Good night.

I could go on to bed, but...

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I am so close.  The beef was cooked, then cooled enough to take as much meat off the bones as possible.  I had just a smidgen of beef and broth.  The bones and broth are back at it, filled though, as between the loss of meat, and not having it absolutely full to just cook the meat, there was quite a bit of room left.  And the bones were still so solid, I think it will easily do a full pot making superior broth.

Oh, so very tasty.  And, yes, the heart along with the meat from the bones will create a wonderful stew.  It wasn't even well salted, or otherwise spiced.  Oh, sure, some salt, but not enough to well season.  Just enough so that it wasn't completely unspiced.  It needs something or it will be too plain other than adding way too much salt at the table.  

I have washed the meal dishes.  And, of course, the container for the meat and broth when it comes out.  Snapped tight.  I did feed Sam beef.  Wasn't certain she would eat it.  Eat it she did.  She really likes my food, but it isn't good for her.  Still, at over twenty, if she wants some human food, so be it.  Just not all of it!  Wow has that girl, especially for being so skinny, got a hunger on her.  Sassy won't touch the stuff.  All good.

Quite a day.  I'll have to hope the sun wakes me, as getting up early will be a struggle.  Oh, blood sugar was 99 about midday, and 108 by later afternoon.  Blood pressure and heart rate were 209/130 by 104.  Not bad for not being on medicine.  But... not good.  Yeah, I know.  I know, right.  I'll get on it.  That's probably down, because I have been working.  It lowers things, everything.  Which... means... it's... pretty high.

What a day.  I thought today was supposed to be a rest day?  Oh well.  Oh, and my face is quite red.  Though I think it has been so for... a while.  When I work, it does that.  A light blood red.  Something about working, though on medicine or not.  I took a few painpills, because the aches and pains were getting to me.  It worked.  Should sleep well, with that out of the way.  Good night.

Well? Beef.

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The chicken is done, and stored.  The beef is going.  It'll be a later night.  I have to cook the meat, let it cool to depressurize, then cool enough to remove meat from bones.  THEN, I have to set the stock and bones to a two hour run.  Ducks are in, not happy about it but in.

Hmm... I may pull out enough stock to make a small pot of stew.  That might work.  Then I can just let the main stock run, and probably run it as long as the machine will go, while I sleep.  I won't be able to get the bones out, but... whatever.  I do what I can.

I thought to put the flag out today.  I'll probably begin putting it out as often as I remember.  Then, until or unless I get a light out there for it, bring it in at night.  Well, all in theory.  Or... the plan.  One day out, one night it.  That's the start of it.  I like this, I like the flag.  Later.

Parts, pieces, and bits.

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A shower, enjoyed.  Recycling all out, and that barrel to the curb.  Trash is waiting to see if I can get through the beef, and finish those bones.  If I can get that done, it'll all go.  If I can only get through the chicken then those bones will go and that will be it for tonight.  I am hoping to get the beef finished.

But...

The chicken stock is cooking in the sink.  It remains too hot to pour into the container, so I have it in the instapot pot, surrounded by ice, until it can cool down enough.  I could put it in a huge pyrex bowl, then I'd have to wash it?  I'm not sure one would do?  It will cool, soon enough.  On the good side?  I get to sample it from time to time.

Trash is just waiting on the bones.  I am a bit worn.  Have no doubt.  Still, if I go slowly enough, I should be able to get it sorted.  It's still rather brightly sunny, maybe an hour or a bit more before dusk?  I am hoping the ducks will either be in, or go in, easily.  Then again, if I am still working on beef, that... they will probably easily be in by the time I finish that.  Probably before, so I don't have to mess around as I am shutting down.

It is 60 out there, last I looked.  So I have opened the cave, and am letting the air go and do it's thing.  Ah... I should open the front door while at it.  Sam is enjoying the outdoors.  Off and on.  I took food and water out to her, while I was doing this and that.  She appreciates.  I even put it up in her little nook.  Next time I am out that way, I will either take more dry food out for her, or let her in.  Her choice.

Beside being weary, aches are returning.  All good, I have earned them.  The place is beginning to look almost as if someone might be thinking of living here, and is doing something about it.  A couple boxes here, a bunch of dishes there, trash and recycling, counters and else... it does add up, especially if you can keep on top of new stuff.

I sure hope to have everything cleaned off by bedtime.  Perhaps a pan of beef stew will be left out, if I can eat as much as anticipated.  Breakfast, and just fine with me.  Showered, trash and recycling out and the bins already bagged, dishes caught up for now... not bad at all.  Later.

Getting really tired, really quickly.

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I think I can make it to putting the ducks in.  I believe I can finish the chicken broth, and get that all packaged and away.  Perhaps a shower, and the rest of the trash out, plus the barrels to the curb.  Beef?  Perhaps tomorrow.  Much else, save maybe a shower, not so much.

I can do little things, for short bits.  But any larger, or even medium effort... I need to be careful with what I am doing or I won't finish what I wish to do.  I took four smaller boxes downstairs and it about crashed me.  Nothing will be done which isn't necessary.  And I won't be doing even little things without a rest between.

Next, a shower.  Perhaps in an half hour or so.  Then more sitting?  Hmm, but I would like to get the last of the packing bagged and out.  I think it will work.  I think I can get, pretty much, the rest of the trash and packing material into the trash and/or recycling.  Some of it is recyclable.

With those to things done, it comes down to cooking and getting the ducks shut in.  I don't think I will work upstairs tonight.  I am just... done.  Still, a pretty good day.  Oh... the only extra extra I would like to do is the bucket mousetrap.  They are everywhere down there, but seem to know to avoid the mousetraps I do have set.  This thing works like magic.  Other than that, and those, and these, that will be it.

Later.

Is there enough time?

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I tore into boxes.  I got a row, near the window, done.  I don't think there will be enough room to get all the packing out.  But trash should all fit.  Then I realized chicken needed deboning and got to that, after a good washoff.  The bones and pint of stock went in to the juices from cooking.  Two hours.  forgot the vinegar, curious how it will work anyway.

I have to hide or contain everything, or Sam will get in it.  I gave her chicken, and Sassy too.  Sassy doesn't like chicken?  Anyway, Sam ate both groups.  And she is still sneaking around, hoping I will leave some out.  She has eaten more than the equivalent of two cans of her food in chicken, and she still wants more.  No more!  Bah!  Stupid cat, she's an addict.

With two hours for cooking, and an hour for cooling down perhaps, it will be pretty late if I can get the beef going.  Plus, I have some washing up to do.  One of my larger storage bowls still has old chicken broth and etc which has to go, and the bowl has to be cleaned.  Plus the big bowl I used to separate meat from bone, which I have to do for the beef too, has to be washed.  I do have others, I just don't want to have to wash two big bowls at once.

Is there time for a beef stew supper?  I don't know, but I am going to try.  Right, and trash has to go out.  but I will wait until the bones from the beef are finished, then get that last batch out so tomorrow will be a clean start.  Dishes will also be done.  Hmm, and I want a shower, before long, maybe a shave.

Quite a program.  Almost magic.  If I don't deserve to have Him under my roof, my roof may be ready for Him anyway.  I... still... wonder.  And prepare.

Dishes, and starting more.

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Breakfast, cooking and eating, set up, run through, and set to dry.  So easy, when I can.  I could so I did.  Further, the chicken was done.  I opened it up and pulled the chicken.  I only used an half gallon of water.  Could have used at little as a cup of water, I believe.

With that separated, I am letting the thighs cool, to be shredded when easily cool enough to work with.  Then I'll put a pint or two of stock in, with the bones and a touch of vinegar, then let it run for two hours.  That absolutely works.  The bones crumble with ease after that time.  So, yes, pressure cooking will do stock very quickly unlike what some suggest.

After that, I will get rid of the old soup stock.  It's... just... I have used it as well as I may.  Out with the old, in with the new.  Further, more stew making.  I found a package of heart.  I will cook that, in a half gallon of water as well, if for shorter time due to the weight difference.  Though beef and chicken cook at much different times.

Anyway, I will, with that, also pull the meat after it is done, then add stock beef meat bones.  Hmm, wait.  I have oxtail.  I will cook that with the heart.  I want that meat too.  You can just leave it in, but that meat, when pressure cooked, is every bit as good as any pressure cooked beef.  ymmv  Me, I am starting to quite like it.  Plus, more meat for the stew!

Tomorrow I hope to make it to the store, get veggies, mushrooms, cabbage... a veggie but not a root veggie?  Something.  Well, and more kale.  If I can find other leafy greens, I may try several types.  It may be overdoing soup, but so be it.  Hmm, I may add eggs into some of my soups, more by the bowl... sometimes as the Chinese do?  Japanese?  As cooked right in the hot water of the soup.  Some as a boiled aside.  Experimentation with things I have seen continues.

It actually takes a bit of practice to make soups and stews tasty, and variable.  Some vegetables don't mix well, some herbs and spices don't fit... or... not right away.  Maturity of taste buds helps, but... there are limits.  I have just started my foray into this food type.  But, generally, I am doing well enough and quite enjoying the game and the food.

Actually, I am hoping to have the beef done early enough to have that stew for supper.  I'll just pull a small portion, enough for two servings, and add canned veggies.  It's, of course, not as good as fresh.  But it may well do nicely.  Oh, if I have a second dish, I may use the last of the container of pate right in it.  I am curious how... strong that would be.  And, though I am having hear, it is time for another dose of liver.  Experimenting, learning, eating, and living.

I may hit boxes, shortly.  Then get to the chicken.  After which I may begin the beef.  I did check the mousetraps downstairs, nothing.  So I am going to load up the big trap.  That works every time.  Oh, and add water and a bit of food down below.  Cat food on the hoof, you just can't beat it and the girls absolutely love their little furry friends.

The only other things, aside from chores, I may do today is... as mentioned, more boxes, but also finishing dishes after the beef stew has been cooked, managed, bone broth crafted, and else, then work upstairs in the bedroom.  It's getting closer, but I'm not in a hurry.  Still, it would be good to, maybe, have that ready by later in the week.  When it is still cool enough to open the windows and let the wind and air dry it more cleanly.  Oh, yes, that would be quite good.

Later.

Wow.

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A simple breakfast, bacon, sausage, and eggs... three eggs, small, four ounces of bacon, and about that of sausage... cooked gently, is an amazing meal.  Now, they do that at a restaurant, but use vastly inferior foods and oils.  I doubt if the butter on the bread is even butter.  It has been a long time since I have had such a fantastic, simple, breakfast.

Oh, I have been fixing such, off and on, over the last few weeks.  But as I... improve... or the weather allows... or whatever is happening... my skills are improving.  Using a stainless skillet, if a high quality one helps.  *cough* All-Clad *cough*  Though I think a lessor stainless pan might work, if the skills required would be beyond what I posses.  And, with just me, a tiny pan.

Bacon first, then pour off the drippings... saved for later.  Then the sausage, already grilled, but sliced and fried in a bit of the bacon fat.  The fat used by the sausage seemed to be returned as it finished, so no extra fat was needed for the eggs.  The temp was decreased to a medium to medium low, from a medium high for the other foods.

I keep trying to use the splatter screen and a plate to allow for a near easy over, but it just isn't working.  So... I have been flipping them.  I used to have such difficulty doing that without releasing the yolk.  The last two times I have done it like a pro.  Further, at that temp and timing, I am getting a lot of runny yolk!  Oh, I absolutely love that.

It takes time.  It takes ten to fifteen minutes to cook these items right.  It would take less if I wish to use another pan, or two even.  I don't.  The process means checking every minute or two, depending which is being cooked and at what heat level.  But the bacon, folded in paper towels, stays fine as to temperature.  Too hot to eat out of the pan in any case.  Same with the sausage.  Once browned, it retains heat quite well.  Actually the eggs are the trick.  They try to turn cold as soon as they hit the plate.  Sure, I could warm a china plate in the oven, but... I am using disposable, for now.  So... now.  If I had a dishwasher?  Absolutely.

I am amazed at truly how good such a simple meal, done correctly, can be.  And, with the vinegar trick, cleanup is a snap.  Perhaps proper cooking and eating is for the French and old guys?  Those with time, patience, and some native skills?  I think it is for everyone, if you will just take the time.

Oh, the chicken skin cracklings?  Every bit as good as bacon!  Absolutely amazing as well!  Now, I didn't crisp them as tightly as they could be, but that may end up being a good thing.  I could only eat a few, they are so rich!  The rest will go into a baggy, into the fridge.  When I am ready for the rest, I will bring them out, let them get to room temp, and finish them in the oven again, to a finer crisp.  As well?

A cooking consideration.

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I have been putting the skin in with the meat, when pressure cooking chicken.  Which, in theory, was to gain more fat.  However, a new idea was presented, so I am considering it.  That of taking the skin off, spreading it out, and baking it.  Chicken cracklings?  I... could, should, have guessed, but hadn't.

So, the next time you consider wasting skin in a stew pot, perhaps reconsider.

I am about to go look over what needs to be cooked, and how.  Probably set something, or other, or several things up, as well as make breakfast.  Rabbits were tended well over an hour ago, cats were fed, and  their litter was cleared.  Not a lot, but a nice slow start.  Now for more.

I am pretty sure I will figure out chicken cracklings, as I plan to cook chicken in the instapot as a first thing.  Bacon, I am almost sure, and eggs after that gets going.  Perhaps a bratwurst as well.  It sure seems cold.  Strange.  It is 60 in here, which is, actually, unusually cool.  Later.

The sun office hours are extending.

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The sun wasn't down until about 20:30?  Or so?  I think so.  I was pretty tired last night.  At the very least, it was still rather light out there then, when I closed the ducks in.  I didn't get to bed until about 21:20.  Staying awake when I am far beyond ready for bed means I have to... reset for bed.  That takes time.  Less than an hour is a very good run though.  Often it takes two to three hours.  Work is helping?

And the sun is up around 07:30, plus or minus a bit.  It was rather chill last night, but the sun is out and the sky is clear, or enough, for it to be warming.  There is still a solid frost on the ground, in spite of the thermometer reading 30.  It must have dipped hard last night, and already be warming, probably by eight to fifteen degrees.  All good.

If I get to bed early enough, that sun will wake me.  It is right beside my bed.  Curtains, even blackout curtains, mean nothing to the sun.  It is part of why I like sleeping where I do now.  Well, it's a blessing and a curse.  Though I can always, if absolutely necessary, move back into the closest if I need sleep during the day, even a nap.

I store things there, now, but could move that for a while... or during the summer.  But a major goal is to find a way to be awake during the day.  As much to cut some electricity as to be more human, more available for any potential social interaction possible, and to handle business in a more timely fashion.

Still a bit tired.  It's been a long run.  Very minor aches and pains.  I wouldn't even think of taking a painpill for these.  Not hungry, but eggs, sausage or bacon, and kefir are planned.  No great plans today, but I will do some things.  I won't work to exhaustion, or close.  I need a bit of a breather.

Breakfast, and other foods through the day.  I won't be eating much.  Not hungry.  I will eat enough though.  Boxes to be broken down, packing collected, and any food stores at least policed for being taken downstairs, if not necessarily today.  Maybe, but only if it can be done on easy mode.

Work in the bathroom.  Sweeping, clearing things that don't belong out, perhaps mopping.  The toilet, sink, and tub are rather clean currently.  Just the clutter and floor need tending.  Maybe more clearing upstairs.  After wet-vaccing, I will have to sleep on the far side of the room for a few days.  After it dries, I will probably powder the carpeting again, leave it overnight one more night, then vacuum that.  It's been a while.  Then to move everything to the other other side, and clean that side.  All good.  It will happen, in a week or month.

Some or all of those, in parts and pieces, plus cats and chores.  Oh, and starting with a shower... whenever I start?  Actually, ducks first.  Actually, ducks right now.  then brush my teeth, give it an half hour, then some tea as I begin to wake officially.  Oh... I might put an office chair together.  I've had it for a while, just... got lost in winter.  

Later.

Just about bedtime.

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It still isn't dark.  I was sure the ducks would raise a fit, being pushed in before dark.  With it being cool, and getting on into dark, they... were already in, settled.  All I had to do was close the door and latch it.  It is warm enough that the waterers are still easily running.  Probably around 40, though I didn't check.  All good.

Earlier, my mother called.  They may have means of treating her pain, one way or another.  Shots of various types, and methods, perhaps.  Her doctor seemed appropriately appreciative of her situation.  I hope she figures things out, if sometimes there isn't a solution.  One can hope.

The last pork chop and a brat for supper, with kefir of course.  Just plain, which I try to consume most of the time.  Nothing fancy, not too much, and I am not overly full this time.  Three eggs, a brot, a chop, and kefir this morning.  I probably should have a snack in there, for now.  I just don't have anything?  Hmm, pickles and olives would work.  I... just don't have hunger, or the energy to set it up sometimes.

At 20:16, I have done well staying awake.  I was so close to crashing earlier, and for hours.  I had to... just... drift.  Oh, and the text I sent, about help with things, was returned in the affirmative.  No details, so...  I best make a list of things to do.  Not sure all of them can be done, but... I think so.  Ugh.  That would really have me in fine trim.

Tomorrow?  A shower, early, perhaps first thing.  Boxes broken down, possible supplies relocated to the basement, and cleaning in the bathroom.  Perhaps work upstairs, and maybe crafts... hobbies... while I am up there.  Oh, and probably cooking.  I want to get the thawed meats dealt with quickly... so they don't go bad and so that I have food for the week.  I have brats for tomorrow, if I don't get anything going early.  But I think the egg casserole is gone.  Not that it is bad, but it's textures is shot at this point.  I just... can't.  I really can't.

Good night.  Sleep well.  And may God bless you.  Amen.

I did finish the dishes.

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With that load, I am actually 100% caught up on know dishes.  Everything.  As well, I wiped the counters down.  I am not sure these cleaning pull out type clothes will work.  They aren't very moist.  Too dry?  Ammonia-based toilettes, but maybe too dry?  I'll check things out.  They won't be good for cleaning, in any case.  Disinfecting?  I... don't really need that.

It wasn't much work.  It was more than I could do earlier.  I was completely shot for  the moment.  I did get a new box of tissues to my desk area.  I try to clean and clear any time anything is a problem, but also first and last thing of the day if there seems to be any impediment.  It was the first... health habit?... yes... health habit I developed which has stuck since it's inception.

Not much else tonight.  Probably not upstairs either.  I am burned out.  I am hoping to stay awake long enough to put the ducks in.  It was trying to be a nice day, and really, it was out there.  But we are having storms roam through.  A good thing, we could still use the rain.  So says I, in any case.  Nice to get it in bits and pieces rather than in such a way that we can't harvest well.  Plus it means everything downstream gets sips and rain or light snow too.  As well, it is beautiful.  We almost live up in the clouds.

I don't even think I will eat tonight?  Maybe a brot?  Just not hungry.  Should eat something.  I'm just not hungry.  A brat and kefir?  Should do.  Oh, while I'm thinking about it, I texted about some help.  A few things, outside, with some help, would have me rigged to roll.  As well, I keep trying to call my mother.  She didn't call back yesterday and hasn't answered today.  My have gotten the information between my brother and myself... here or from that way.

She'll call when she will, or won't.  I won't fool for weeks with this, or worry about it.  Some things are what they are.  Not much I can do about them.  Later.

Most of it.

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The waterers have all been rinsed, cleaned a bit, filled, and set back into rotation.  And the dishes which were soaking have been done.  To the point of air drying.  The counters will have to wait, as will breakfast dishes... cookware anyway.  The fork and knife went in and were cleaned with what was soaking.  A cheat to help keep me from falling behind.

Just so tired!  I would take a nap, but Sam is outside.  I will let her be out there if she wills.  I put out water, and dry food earlier.  Then added canned food when it was time to feed them.  I offer her an open door, but she likes it outside for now.  It was 50 F, but has dropped to 48.  If she is good with it, so be it.  Unless I am going to sleep for a while or long time.  

She fusses, but lets me carry her in.  One of the few times she "speaks" is when coming in against her want, or on rare occasions when she is really hungry... usually if I have missed a feeding, or day.  Still, they are rather patient, and know I will get to them when I realize the mistake.  They can be pushy, but have learned sometimes I am just not aware.  Gentle pushes, and hints, work best.

The next time I need to be up, or want to be, I would like to check the mousetraps.  As well, I prepared a can for the bigger trap, and will set that up.  I will put small amounts of water down in, and food, so if I miss a day they yet live.  Besides wanting to feed them to the girls, they are a mess to clean out if you miss them for just a bit... dead.

I am in pretty rough shape.  Too hot, too cold, uncomfortable in different places at different times.  I have pushed too hard to keep pushing.  I will have to ease off.  But... what to do when trying to ease off?  I can't sleep, like I used to be able to do.  I end up keeping working, which isn't going well.  I break a sweat from doing a few dishes!

How to shut down without completely shutting down?  As much because I can't sleep as because that isn't the better solution.  How to... do nothing?  Even praying is active.  Sure, there is meditation, but I am doing that in the background most of the time, and always have a connection to God open (if I am far from perfect in fully utilizing that).  Still, how to relax?  I... think that might be it.  Passively, but without sleeping.  A trick, if this continues, I will have to learn.  Later.

Absolutely shot.

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I keep meaning to do something.  I keep sitting here.  Food didn't help or hurt.  Tasty.  Worth the effort.  A few minor aches and pains.  Mostly between sleepy and tired, exhaustion happens when I do much of anything.  It can happen quickly, if I can usually work on through it.

Food and chores.

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More kefir.  A bit more full than overfull, as I had been.  But I really wanted more.  Sometimes it is a feast day.  Even just doing that was beginning to wear me out.  That and tea, was set up.  As well, I put the now cool chop and brots in bags to be stored in the refrigerator properly.

I gave it... a while... fifteen minutes, thirty?  I am not sure.  Then decided to hit chores and then do dishes.  It just isn't going to work.  I did get chores, and water brought in.  But dishes simply are beyond me.  I really can't.  Yet.  Later?  Maybe.  Or I will just have to take a few days off.  Mostly off.

At least trash and recycling are ready.  I may see about adding cardboard to the recycling.  Thing is, I want to be careful with how much.  I don't want it to get stuck in there.  They just use an arm.  I would guess, if it gets stuck, it gets left as is and the homeowner gets to figure it out.  But, that would be just a possibility, getting cardboard in.

It's amazing how messy just making eggs can be.  Even when careful.  A bit of salt spills a long ways, as with pepper.  Still, it won't be much of a cleanup.  I'll do it when I get to dishes.  May just get a dishpan of hot soapy water and wash all of the counters, and do that whenever I do dishes... or a larger load.  I will, definitely, be doing that when I wash today or tomorrow.

So very tired though.  I can't work quite now.  Later. 

A bit too tired.

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Eggs, a chop, a sausage, and kefir for breakfast.  Quite nice, really.  Almost too full again.  I had hoped it would get me going.  Nope.  Still tired.  Too tired to really get going.  But, then, it is still quite cold out there.  It was 22 when I started the grill.  If it wasn't the grill which warmed the area, then it was about 27 when I brought the foods in.

An extra chop and four sausages for later.  Done just right, this time.  I put them in the fridge to cool, or the cats get them.  I'll bag them shortly.  I would love more kefir, or a kefir smoothie, but I am already on the edge of stuffed.  I just love those so much.

I am hoping to hit dishes before long.  I think in, say, half an hour I could finish?  Maybe.  I really am just exhausted though.  And, the rabbits have to be fed and watered.  Ugh.  Hmm, I am going to make a smoothie, enjoy it over an half hour of minor resting, then just break through and get chores and dishes done.  If required, I may take a nap afterward.

Ugh.  Later.

A bit of a start.

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Ducks fed and released.  Not much there, but I did redo their pool.  A bit of ice was on top, but more it was really dirty.  They sure love the ice.  They eat it like popcorn or something.

Then to trash and recycling.  Two bags of trash.  Plus rebagging the canisters.  One bag of recycling.  I did just a bit of sweeping under the be bins.  All were taken out.  Nice, neat, quick, and nothing was stinking yet.  Keeping on top of it, a bag out every other day or so, rebagged immediately if also starting a different trash can for the next time.  Oh, and one canister put in the living room.

I had intended to begin dishes.  But too many other things took the lead.  I also had to put the thawed meats up.  I found two meats I wished to cook, on the grill, right away.  Which meant starting the grill.  It is half way there.  I usually let it open burn for fifteen minutes, then close it to cool a bit for another fifteen minutes, then if all is swell, I cook.  A package of two pork chops and a package of brats.  Very good grilling food.  I might fry a couple of eggs to go with one, or the other, or perhaps one of each.

A few other small things.  I will get to dishes before too long.  After food, and a break, then dishes.  Another shower today?  I don't think so.  Two in a row is good.  But, there should be an open tub tomorrow morning.  Though I may shave again.  The whiskers just aren't cutting well.  A new blade?  Dunno, will see.

A good start.  I think it will be slow but successful and fulfilling day.  If not?  I'll get some good rest in.  Anything I do today, or even for the next week or three, will be gravy.  Usually I would be so burned out by now I would sleep the next week to month away, and be mostly unaware when I am awake.  Gravy.  Might turn into a gravy train.  Later.

Actually...

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I went to bed right after posting that last post.  I couldn't keep my eyes open.  So, dishes weren't done, trash didn't go out, boxes were not broken down... nothing else happened.  And, I went right to bed.  I fell into bed, I would guess somewhere between 18:00 and 19:00.  I am waking at 05:00.

I slept hard and block.  I started waking, toward the end of the night, say around 03:00 and then hourly to every half hour, give or take.  All I knew was 03:00 was too early, but I didn't want to sleep to, say, 07:00.  A rough goal area rather than a specific time.  As well, I wanted to feel like I was rested.  I have been pushing.

Today is a light day.  But that does include dishes.  As well, getting trash out.  I don't think there is enough recycling to get to the curb, but more can be put in the bin?  Hmm, I could fill with broken down boxes, the ones that will fit.  Breaking more boxes down, pulling things from the kitchen and sorting, and some work upstairs.

The bathroom cleaning?  I'll wait until Monday.  That is a bigger job.  I need to rest a bit before tackling that.  It, actually, is a dry run for the kitchen.  It is about a quarter of the effort and size, at least.  So, if it takes two days to do the bathroom properly, it will take a week in the kitchen.

I have learned, that slow, methodical, even light, work will chip it down.  It is a matter of doing an hour or two a day, every day, at least.  As well, not just shifting piles.  Everything must begin to have a place, find it's given place if it has one, or be stored or disposed.  That part takes more time than the rest.  Cleaning isn't so bad, if the kitchen floors are rough, they are sort of doable.  It is the sorting, storing, and else that is beastly.

Very light aches and stiffness.  It has been a long, I would guess, ten days of daily grinding on the house.  A few of the chores were rather, for me, physically strenuous.  Getting case-lots of food downstairs, for example.  Not too many of those heavier chores, but enough to have kept it spicy.  I have certainly broken a sweat two to three times a day, every day.  Though, in my shape and condition, that doesn't take much.  It does take something, but not what it would take a youngling.  Though how many people my age still break a sweat is another question.

Lungs are actually a bit burned.  More from work over time, and in their shape.  However, I have lost almost all the fluid which had accumulated in my legs.  I would guess, if that is gone, my torso is dry?  I sort of guess that the torso fills when legs are full.  Then again, maybe the torso empties last?  I don't think so though.

As mentioned, whether I am losing weight or not, I have slimmed.  My belly remains fairly similar.  But my sides have lost a lot of extra.  Fat?  Water?  Both?  I can't tell you.  All I know is there is a goodly amount of previous extra which is just gone.  Still fat, but my body is lining up about as good as my home.  A long way to go on both, but... something is starting.  Either things are gearing up for life or death.  Odd how I can't tell, and for me, there isn't a lot of difference?  Meh.

Later.

And a bit more.

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To town.  I had packages to return, grocery shopping, and the phone to pay.  I... forgot my phone, which was required for returning packages.  Still, I was able to pay up the phone.  I... was too tired to do grocery shopping, and the place is wall to wall busy.  I decided to skip that, perhaps tomorrow, or Monday.

Still, it was good to get out.  A short drive.  I kept a relaxed state, just going with the flow.  No anger or need to get home.  So, a pleasant drive.  Being cool out helps.

Returning home, there isn't much to do.  The girls were fed.  They were quite hungry, in spite of being fed this morning, having all the dry they can stomach, and... I guess no treats yet today?  I'll get them a few treats, and probably feed them when I put the ducks away.

I thought to call my mother.  My phone was off yesterday, maybe the day before?  In any case, I doubted she would notice.  But she had called.  Figured the problem.  She is eating, we will talk after she finishes.  If she remembers.  :p  Mothers!  As bad as sons, sometimes.  Still, a fix-it ticket has been started.  Oh, and yes... I... literally stick my tongue out, sometimes.  Often when dealing with women, though not absolutely exclusively.

A very good day.  I still think I'll get the dishes done, mouse trap set up and the others checked, a bag or two of trash out, plus some boxes broken down and some more of the upstairs arranged.  A superior week.  And more, really.  I think it has been almost a week and an half of daily, lighter or heavier, work.

Tomorrow?  Dishes put up, if they haven't been.  A couple of foods prepared.  Maybe to the grocery store?  Most likely a heavier hit in the bathroom, plus a bit in the kitchen.  More boxes broken down.  Work upstairs.  And, maybe, some fun time... or in theory... crafts.  Working on a leather thimble or three, and trying my hand at a monkey's fist or two.

Assuming I can.  If I am too tired, I won't push tomorrow.  Nor will I push Sunday.  I will do little things, as I may.  Confession would be good.  Hmm... I... will do what I can.  I may have pushed too hard, may not have much tomorrow.  Or, maybe, little things.  More?  I just can't say.  Later.

A bit more than expected.

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It took as long to get to it as expected.  But I was able to do more when I got to it.  A shower.  A nice, long (seeming), heavy shower.  Since I showered yesterday, it was mostly a little soap and a lot of water time.  Still, probably half the shower yesterday.  I don't get out until soap and shampoo lathers, and then rinses clean.  Doubly clean today, in half the soap etc.

After, I shaved.  I missed a big patch on my right cheek, somehow, so in a few I will go in and get it done correctly.  It's... been a while.  Then, I dressed just enough to get the dishes started.  All of them?  No.  Though some items can only be washed off, they can't be soaked.  I got most of what can be soaked set to hot sudsy.

I don't even feel too bad.  Tired, but no more than when I started.  Perhaps the shower was invigorating.  The aches and pains are lighter, if I think the painkillers finally kicked in a bit.  Though the shower can ease those too.  The effort was light, as pretty much everything was set to go.  I had to put one batch in a larger dishpan, but the other was good as was.  And I used the smaller dishpan which had been stitched out for, mostly, the last of the soakable items.

Now to finish dressing, in a bit.  I like to air out a bit before dropping into clothes.  On the good side, I used the last towel which was machine dried.  The remaining towels were line dried.  Oh, those are so much more thirsty, and scratch itches.  I absolutely love line-dried towels.  I am not sure about clothes, but I suspect so.  I don't have delicate skin.  Leatherhided.  I prefer a little strength and resistance from my clothes.

When I can shave, I am hoping to finish clothing, then hit the dishes a first time and set them back up.  Give them some time to finish soaking, then get them finished and at least out to dry yet tonight.  If I can get them away, plus do boxes, and some more upstairs?  This week will end up being a massive victory.

I am still so very far behind, but I have to balance that with where I started, when I could, and where I am now.  And, yes, it is something.  Probably only twenty hours of work, and it had to be now, and then, here, and there.  Nothing I could sell.  If something I can gain spring-boarding from.  If I keep this up, I will have to figure out swimming again.  At least, once the cave is corrected.  At 75%, if I make it that far, I will begin seeking swimming access.  I found my swimming gear last night, and... yeah...  I... yea... yes.

Well, on to... something.  A kefir?  Just a small berry smoothie?  Yes, that would be good.  Though, if I am out there, I may just finish shaving.  Clothing and hitting dishes will wait though.  Ugh-a-chug.  But it is getting there, it is moving quite nicely.  I hope your day is good.  Later.

Ouch.

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Chores, or the last of them.  Rabbits fed and watered.  Warming, sun is coming out, at least a bit, but that isn't doing much.  Too little?  Or, maybe, that just isn't part of the problem.  I refilled waterers, refreshed the girls' water, and finished washing out the five gallon bucket trap.  I'll get that back into production when it dries.

So worn though.  Absolutely bushed.  Every time I do even little things I crash by the time I am done, if I am not dragging bottom as I finish.  So very zapped.  I shouldn't have done the sweeping and cleaning up downstairs.  Still, I'm glad I did.  A shower, soon, after I get my legs back.  Then dishes.  I think dishes should go pretty quick.  I won't need to do them in steps, but I will, so the dishes can soak and so that I don't push too hard.  I need to take it easier the rest of the day.

It was supposed to be a light duty day.  I guess it is, but it needs to be even lighter duty.  I can't, however, change the past.  Only ease into the future a little more gently.  Ah, I'll bet I am also hitting keto flu.  I'll add a few things to this and that... electrolytes, a bit more salt, and added fats as is possible.  A mixed nut snack might well help.

I should check the meat thawing, see if it is ready to refrigerate.  I probably won't be able to cook today, but tomorrow would be a good day.  Though, who knows, maybe a bit of cooking, later in the day.  Roasting roasts, if I have one thawed, is an easy way.  The pressure cooker is pretty fast and easy, and the grill is a shortcut.

So achy.  So tired.  And, yet, I really want to get a shower and dishes at least started, if I would prefer to start and finish them, at least get them out to air dry.  Then I will have done a serious week of effort, at least for me.  In my mother's prime, she would do all that I have done in a day or two, and possibly more.  Heck, until a few years ago, she ran at that pace.

The painkillers aren't helping.  Oh well.  In six hours I will try something different.  Hmm, nuts and kefir, and another hour down.  Then to the shower, shave if possible.  Dishes after, probably an hour or two after.  And, maybe, the mousetrap.  Then a good long downtime.  Though a few boxes later, and then a bit of work upstairs as I go to bed?  You know, I think it is very possible.  Killing me?  One might hope.  *grins*  Doubt it, I've tried that.  Body collapses first.  Later.

Oh, fie!

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Someone reminded me not to eat regular bread.  Fine!  Though, since I really wasn't up to doing much fussing, I just had kefir and casserole.  Though I did take notes of the recipe suggested, and will try that one next time.  I wasn't terribly enamored of the last coconut flour keto bread.  Then again, who knows.  Mood can swing taste buds this way or that.  Still, I'll try the other one, when... I... try the other one.

I need to warm the place up, then get to chores.  Moving slow.  It is still dark and a bit chill out.  Moisture in the air adds to it.  I have been working a lot, and hit two work projects today, one light, one rather heavy as it turns out.  A shower, after chores?  Right after?  Probably not.  I did feed the cats, but need to hit their litter.  Since trash hasn't been taken out yet, that works perfectly.

Ugh.  A bit of a headache.  Pushing, a bit too hard maybe.  I'll take a painkiller.  Two days in a row, if I remember to take it, is unusual.  I keep talking about taking them but rarely do.  Procrastination can be a friend.  Painkillers have their place, but... shouldn't be daily.

I really am excited to get a shower, do dishes, get those put away, and... get to a few other things.  I will have an amazing lot of work done, just at that point.  Why not wash in the kitchen sink?  The hot water has slowed again.  I need to get a plumber back, but... unless something big comes through, that won't happen.  

What I would have him do, first, is put a multi-stage whole house water filter on, plus a couple of internal (to the house) water shut off valves.  Then see if that fixes the water supply issue.  If not, have him figure it out.  But that will be expensive.  It trickles out.  I have had it fixed once, but sediment, I think, is the problem.  I'm just not up to crawling around on my back, undoing everything under the sink, then figuring out how to get the solids out, then putting everything back.  I am just not good at some things, including this.  I have done it, I failed.

Someone seems to be saying something?  I can never be certain.

Odd how things happen.

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I started with a box of food for the downstairs pantry.  Then I remember mouse traps.  Oh, but a broom and dustpan as well, to sweep down there.  I noticed how bad the floors are.  Hmm, might as well sweep, at least the back porch and on down, collecting it all down there.  It became crazy.

So, yes, I swept most of the back porch, and steps down into the basement, sweeping cobwebs I could reach and any ledge available as well.  I swear I have swept the glass down there three times.  Is it a ghostly echo?  Seriously, I have swept it three times to my memory.

Anyway. swept and picked up.  It could use another more thorough shot.  It will get it, if I can keep up.  At this point, energy was draining too quickly to do more.  With that done, I pulled out what I had thought was a single trap.  Four.  Live catch.  Okay.  So I sorted them out, and put them in places where, when they go off, other mice would be less likely to see.  Grain pails make nice little blind nooks, as do corners and the divider between shelves that goes all the way to the floor.  Four are set and ready.  I will check them each day.  I will probably have other things to go down, and could always sweep again in a day or two.

As well, the cans were stowed.  Everything down there, now, is in metal or very thick plastic.  No ramen noodles or peanut butter crackers in thin plastic and cardboard.  Never again, that sort of stuff, if for more reasons than one.  Keto, mice feed, and even if not keto, it isn't good food.  Sugar, soy, whatever else.

Zapped though.  Very tired.  Should I have done that?  I did get the ducks fed and out too.  Still, now it will be a couple hours before I can work.  Oh, I'll may garlic crostinis for the pate, though.  And kefir along side it when ready.  Ugh... I need to go down the steps again... butter.  Oh well.

It looks like another dark day.  It is 30 F out, last I looked.  Dreary, as well.  The waterers, oddly, are still running, and not completely used.  All good.  I'll get the rabbits right before hitting dishes.  A good start, even if that wasn't in the plans.  I will feel better every time I go out back.  Amazing what a little time, curiosity, and something else... can do in a short amount of time.  Sweating for it, but all good.

When the shower is done, and dishes are completed...  Wow.  I am not sure I have ever had it this good since I moved in.  Things are being set up.  Cleaned.  Cleared.  I am learning to throw things.  Could it be useful?  A tin can, on the moon, might be a Godsend.  But here?  Not so much.  Though... it might do well for the swirly mousetrap.  I just don't need a dozen.  If that was more about not having the energy to sort than it is about trying to hold on to things.  I could toss all day, with a little help.  Later.

A very good, well deserved, needed sleep.

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I got up a bit before 21:00.  As mentioned, I am aiming to do a bit of work up there before bed and when waking.  It was about 21:22 when I went down.  It isn't that I do a lot, or heavy, work, just that I do a few minutes of sorting, or pickup up, or moving minor items.  Slowly it is coming together, or... being taken apart really.

Yes, this morning, I did a little spot of cleaning.  Waking a bit after 06:00, down at 06:31.  But that includes dressing, which... I don't move fast in the mornings.  I can almost, or really, have a minor dream between putting one sock on and finally getting the other on.  Not fast, but at least something up there.

My body is tired, from that little bit and getting down.  I have truly worn my body out.  It is living right on the edge of that exhausted state.  That half hour of very little work right over the edge, but just into exhaustion, not too deeply.  However, that means a shower will be a while off.  Putting dishes in after will be a trick, but I really want to do that.  I won't shave, at that point.  Won't be able to shave... stand.

Still, this world is really moving.  I'm seeing stars after an half hour of light work, but... it is all coming together.  I am even learning tricks to make the place stay nicer, cleaner, fresher, longer.  There is so much mess everywhere that an outsider might well not be able to see or sense it.  I definitely do.  Just because I have lived as dog in sty doesn't mean I don't know better.  I just haven't had a choice.

Even now, I wish to just... bust out, break it all down, figure it all out.  It is worse as I begin physically collapsing, and I worry that I won't continue, that I will fall back into decay.  And, yet, I have been getting closer, every time I go through one of these the last few years.  Closer, and closer, and I think this might be it.  If I have to stop for a month, I may have learned enough tricks to keep up, and even pull ahead just a bit.  Maybe.

Today?  Another shower, dishes set, a shave, trash out and bag replaced... two bags if I can get to more boxes.  I have a bag nearly full of packing and else dry.  More boxes broken down, any food items I find down to the basement.  And, a broom and dustpan down there, as well as a trap and resetting the old trap.  And some business.  Ugh.  Well, and chores, the girls, and food.

I found hoagie buns in the freezer, pulled some out to try with some things.  Pate, veggemite, and I would have liked butter but am... dang it... I have canned butter.  Anyway.  I did try it with veggemite on parts, liver pate on parts, and combined on parts.  Different.  Not bad.  Anyway.  I have another.  This one will be made into crostinis, with which I will try just another pate.  I used the really refined pate last time, this time I will use the courser pate, and butter.  Canned isn't as good, but it isn't bad.  Just... about like the average storebought.

It is 30 F out.  It looks like it rained again.  No problems there, it has been light, frequent, and needed.  Pretty much what I have prayed to receive.  I don't know how far behind we are, but... I have roughly thought I heard we are, or were, in a moderate drought.  Though... that may be propaganda so the state or feds can steal water and give it to Cali, perhaps Texas, Nevada.  Trust nothing.

I need an hour or so to reenergize and get going for a shower.  Tired.  Might have kefir, and perhaps the crostini and pate.  Ugh.  Later.

Time for a shower.

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If I can, a shave too.  If I can shower though.  Not weak, now, just tired.  Not sleepy, but could probably sleep immediately.  Still, a shower, maybe a shave, and a bit of work upstairs.  Oh, and putting the ducks up shortly after showering and maybe shaving.  Wow.  It seems like a long day.

Hmm, it is a long day.  Up at 03:30, and it is 19:00.  Plus I am not done, probably have two hours left, or a bit more.  I should sleep well tonight.

Some tunes that showed up.  I am enjoying the music, sometimes, lately.

Dishes.

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It went well.  It went quickly.  So well and so quickly I almost went on to hit the rest.  Then I realized several things.  First, it would take several washes to get those right, and some soaking.  Second, I am just that one step away from exhaustion.  I can feel that, now.  Perhaps being more tired, or more aware, I realize I am tip-toeing around an energy crisis.  Finally, I want a shower before bedtime.  So... no.

Still, I got everything in, done and through.  It is all out air drying.  The cast was given paper towel drying, or they ruin my towels!  Sitting on the stove top.  They won't get seasoned tonight.  But, soon.  It is wonderful to have nearly all the dishes done.  Only long lost and recently found left to do.  Oh, I am sure, as I go through the rest of the house, I will find more.  Odd how things can get tucked in somewhere, forgotten, then buried.  Especially if one can't always stand for more than an half hour for months.

I had thought about supper, but I'm just not... able, willing, or needing food, cooking, more cleaning.  I will rest on my laurels for this one night.  Plenty of meat thawing, food in the fridge, canned foods here and there.  Oh, maybe a kefir though.  If I'm not sure I call that food.  It is, but I don't call it that.  I think of it as a drink.  A thick drink.  Thick bones in that thick drink.  :)  Love that thick bones.

Yes, in a bit, I'll get up and get kefir.  Then give an hour or two and shower.  An hour or two after that I will get the birds closed in.  Hmm, no, that's too long.  I don't want to be up more than three hours more.  So, in an hour, kefir.  Shortly thereafter a shower.  Then a few hours after, or when my hair dries, the birds go in and I crash.  Should be a good sleep.

Quite a good day, for having to limp, and crash, and shimmy past energy issues.  It's good.  Tomorrow?  Another shower, the found dishes set up and hit pretty hard and fast, chores of course.  A few business arrangements and calls.  Perhaps breaking down boxes, taking some down, and more work upstairs when I wake and go to bed.  Yes, even tonight, even if it is just five or fifteen minutes, I will work up there.  The vacuum and baking powder didn't go up.  This time... perhaps.

A few aches.  To be expected.  I may take something for it.  I keep meaning to take pain pills, then forget.  It usually melts away, the pain, but this... I think this will be with me all night if I don't tend it while upright.  I... remember these things... sometimes... when doing a bit better.  I am remembering.  Wish I could more often.  Quite a thing.  The cave is getting done at some slow but steady speed.

I keep looking at steam cleaning tools.  Then I remember, I have a steamvac.  I'll bet dollars to donuts it has steam cleaning tools on it!  Ugh.  I'll check... sometime.  That will work on more than just floors.  It's a brute of a tool, but all good.  Maybe not the first round, or even third, but, at some point, it could begin being used.  Perhaps sooner, if I think on it.  I am sure it can clean like no elbow grease can.  And... just steam.  It doesn't need cleaners, save on carpets.

I will crash tonight.  I will go easy tomorrow.  Easier?  If required.  A very good little pocket of work going on.  So very pleased.  Thanks be to God, and the glory to Him.  Amen.