Up, and right to it.

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A few boxes down, dishes given a once over, laundry set for a final drying.  I didn't start laundry, as I am hoping for a shower before long.  And, have clothes to go in with the first load set to go.  Second too, actually, more whites.  I didn't get the dishes to completion, but gave them a solid hit and set them to soak again.  Boxes where placed in this room, ready to go.  Some of the boxes, upstairs, I will be going through again.  Ugh.

Blood sugar is a bit high, at 151 fasting.  I ate late.  Hungry.  More hungry.  Tried to keep it down, but working late and the body just demands food.  Not always do I eat correctly in those cases.  Too many carbs.  While I used lower carb nut/protein bread, in smaller size, I had two.  The potted/canned meat isn't a problem.  But the breads were.  Still, okay.  I start where I start.  Spilled milk, and such.

Up a bit late, but then I wasn't down until... 01:30 to 02:30.  So a 09:00 wakeup isn't horrible.  Further, I have been trying to wake since 06:00.  I set the alarm for then, and 08:00.  I did try, just couldn't quite do it.  I have to go to bed earlier to wake earlier.  Usually.  Or... just not sleep.  If that can be a bit rough.

So, dishes and a shower, after I have waken.  If this next washing doesn't finish them to my liking, I will simply put them in the dishpans, and set them aside.  Take my shower, and set them to soak again.  But if I can get them clean enough?  Meh, I'll still set them aside, and leave them in a rinse after I am done.  A hot rinse will give me an hour to rest, after a shower and shave.  Yea, I know.  But... it's how it goes, at least here at home.

What else today?  Probably two loads of laundry, both of which are waiting on my shower.  One or two more batches of dishes.  But I'll need to clean and clear the freezer top.  It isn't much work, but there is some there.  Chores, and the girls, of course.  And my food.  Breakfast water is going, should be ready.

Then?  A bit more cleaning in here.  Adding feeders to the row of cages installed, and maybe the split condo.  Getting the roof off the feeder hutch, if I can find hinges.  Then adding those hinges, to allow the roof to lift.  And, then, adding a divider in there, too.  Probably making a larger area... either for more kits, or for larger ones... however that works out.  Hmm... could set up slots to make it even or with larger spaces, so I can adjust as needed?  Yes, yes I do think that would be best.

Then?  If I can get through all that, perhaps see if Hazel will breed with another male.  I'm still not convinced she breed, and I need her pregnant.  She has been a mom before, I just hope she can, and will, do that again.  Ugh.  With only one little buck, though, I can only let him at it a week apart.  Virility would, could, suffer.  And even he might suffer.  I would like to get three little does going, if possible, through time.  And the big girl.

Anything else?  Hmm...  Perhaps begin putting the big bucks out in the shed, at least one for now... assuming I get the feeders in.  That's a lot.  If I can get that done, I should be okay for a while.  If I get those things done, I'll take a break, and think about what else is possible today.  We all have doubts, but you never know.

Now to litter, breakfast, setting up a time for feeding the girls.  Oh, I have to refill waterers.  I may have enough for this morning, but may want some for this evening, and definitely onward.  Getting low, if I am not out.  I'll have to check.  Up and at it, with plans for more.  Later.

I love it...

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When I meet a white knight, who thinks... most of what they think.

Actually?

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Lots of plans.  As usual.  Now, lately, while I haven't been doing what I had planned, I have, with some help or solo, gotten to other things.  Not a bad gig, to be honest.  The pens, at least put in place... rabbits being set in together to breed... showering every other day... boxes down, out, and more going.

But today, I really wanted to finally do some of the house chores which have been being neglected.  And, even with what else I did today, I finally got a couple of loads of dishes set to soak overnight.  And started a load of laundry.  Which I will put into the dryer yet tonight, as I gather clothes to take upstairs for sorting tonight or tomorrow.  And, finally, I started organizing in this, the front room.

On that last, I thought I would get through it a lot faster, and better, than what ended up.  On the one hand, it looks more like a bigger mess than when I started.  On the other hand, there was a whole lot more there to do than I could possibly have anticipated.  Boxes, some full, some empty, some with packing.  Ugh.  Lots more than anticipated, or easily visible.

Still, I got groups of things to be tossed more organized, went through several boxes and got item boxes organized a bit, plus pulled another half dozen boxes, or more, to be taken apart.  It's still a bit of a mess, but... I am getting there.  Still, to not have to wake up to so much ugliness in the morning, I will break the empties down tonight, and stack the boxes with keepers... or at least items which need to be gone through... into a nice group before going on to bed.

A bit of a break first.  I hit it hard, trying to make sure I got something done.  And, now I have gotten things done.  To do a bit more.  At least set the laundry over to the dryer, though set up a load for in the morning.  I won't start it tonight, just have it ready.  The boxes, as mentioned.  Some to be broken down, others to be collected.  Hopefully to have room for the trash boxes from upstairs.  I won't get to those tonight.  But, maybe, I could start bringing them down, tomorrow, a few at a time... just every time I come down for the day, or for other needs to be upstairs.  

I may hit the dishes, a first pass, yet tonight.  I'd like to get a shower in tomorrow, so... yea.  Hitting them, then resetting them, would make that more likely.  Tomorrow?  Actually, opening up a path for the recliners to be removed is primary.  Then dishes and a shower.  Maybe a shave.  And laundry.  Plus chores and feeding the girls and myself as well.

At some point, I'll have to get trash out, from this room.  Just getting that out will really help.  If I am as much making trash by going through things as finding.  Packing material, mostly.  Though there is more.  Paper goods, but... trash.  Ugh.  Still, quite happy.  I do have to go upstairs.  Forgot all of my box breaking knives up there.  So I will bring a few boxes down yet tonight.  That'll give me incentive to create a specific space for future trash boxes.

Yea.  Yes.  I'm... getting to it.  I may continue some of that the following day, but I may get to the newly set up rabbit pens, adding feeders to them, adding branches, for the rabbits to chew on, making sure they have a place to stand, off the caging.  Things like that.  Well, and the roof of the feeder hutch, and a divider for that and the twin rabbit condo.

Yeah, I'll... start up again.  I am starting up this week.  This is my third day back on medicine, if insulin has been more consistent.  Things are improving, even with it being cold.  I have been blasting the furnace... needing it.  Sometimes cold anyway.  Still, it helps.  It helps when I can use the help, not before.  But, each day, lately, I have been hitting points where it does help.  Very, very good.

Later, or more likely goodnight.  Not quite through, but done posting.  Sleep well.  Blessings.  And all the good jazz.

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Not everything planned.  I couldn't get boxes down from upstairs.  Not enough spit left.  But, I did get another half dozen to dozen boxes from the laundry room.  I thought they had stuff in them.  And a few did, but not much.  So, I sorted, stacked, and carried those out.  Then broke them down.

Laundry was put in the dryer.  That which needed a final warming spin was spun, then I traded out the dry for the wet and there it goes.  I couldn't do dishes, either.  I was hoping to get a bit done, on those, but no.  I am simply too tired at this point.  A fatted coffee, as I go to bed.  With some protein.

But, really, now, for sure, bedtime.  Yes, the room still looks a mess.  I need to do trash detail tomorrow.  It'll still be messy until things go.  I think I have space for boxes, from upstairs.  Maybe not all of them, but I do have a place for some number of boxes.

Not a bad day.  Medicine has been taken, all save slow acting insulin.  I'll get to that as I set up a final coffee.  Oh, I best clear litter.  I did it this morning, but haven't done it since.  Yea, gotta keep up on that.  Work, work, work, work, work!  But it has to be done.  And, today, I can do it.  Maybe tomorrow.  Or, maybe not.  Goodnight.

Got the rabbits sexed.

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I did get the right one in the right cage.  But... visually, I could not be certain.  And she is a big girl.  Mean.  Doesn't want to play.  Long claws, and teeth to boot.  I had to hold her while my friend checked her tender vitals.  Definitely a girl.  She had no shame, gladly.  Was just happy to be let back in her cage.

I'm still not convinced they breed.  So, tomorrow, I will put her in with Red.  So named because he has redish fur.  I will be able to tell those two apart.  I'm not even sure those two will breed.  If I don't think so, I will put her in with the other males until I think she has breed.  Ugh.

Blood sugar is doing better, today, mostly.  121 fasting, 85 later, then 113 just now.  All good numbers.  I did, obviously, take a small booster of fast acting.  I just... had a feeling I should.  Normally, at 121 fasting, I won't.  Sometimes, though, and quite often well, I go by instinct, or... premonition?  Yea.  There is something more to my thinking than pure logic.  Some animal, some spiritual, some... something else.  I just go too far that way, just... give it some weight, sometimes.

I gave him the gift.  I think he likes it.  They use the chem-pack handwarmers on the job, which fit in the gloves.  Though he thinks he has a use for this, too.  I showed him the upgrades.  I'm not quite M, but... I have my moments.  All good.

I may try to bring a few boxes down.  Well, set up some dishes first.  Then set a load to wash?  Then bring a few boxes down.  Hmm... perhaps I should organize down here, first.  Yea.  I'll do that tonight.  Starts on laundry and dishes, and get this room ready for 'to go' boxes.  Then, maybe, bring some down in the morning.  After, perhaps, doing a bit more laundry care upstairs?  Something.

Tired.  Medicine is back on track, and I don't feel rough today.  A bit achy, I think from restarting medicine.  But lightly achy.  I'll try to get the world back in order, and seriously.  With the dumpster coming early next week, I want loads ready.  The recliners out first, then boxes on top.  Then organizing things.  Then a couch ready to go, and the living room mostly emptied.

I am hoping to have one load ready to go by the end of the first or second week, and maybe another load by the third or fourth week?  I don't think there will be more.  But, the bed and couch will have to be taken separately.  A trailer is available for that.  Ugh.  I might have my house back by the end of the next month, or two at most.

I've been planning, waiting, for this for a while, a long while.  I just... needed some help getting it going.  Which... I asked for, and received.  Deserve?  Who deserves goodness?  Then again, given what Christ offered, it's... not too much to ask for a little help.  Later.

Complain?

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Me?  Aye!  Loudly, often.  But, it doesn't stop there.  As mentioned, I was greatly disappointed with the zippo hand warmer.  Using it last night was... less than impressive.  So?  So I went looking, while waking.  And I found information.  I found it in two places, but one of the places didn't... explain it, or in a way, specifically, on that vid, which made sense to me.  I found it in another vid, which exclusively described what to use, where to get it, and how to apply it.

And?  And I... just happened to have all the components.  So?  So I tried it.  And?  And it sure seems to work!  Much warmer.  So, I got the other one out, and got it set up as well.  Now I have both running, in my pockets, as I get ready to go do chores.  I checked the temp, earlier.  I thought it read 14 F, but can't remember for sure.  Will check again as I get to chores.

Ah, the vid, and credit...  The other guy, I think, was being secretive, as he wanted to sell the material from his own stock, rather than have people use what they already had, or even know what could be used.  I have done soldering, in tight places, so needed the 'cloth', and had it on hand.  I was worried, at first, about it needing a lot, but, really, I barely used one very small portion, and probably won't need more.  This stuff won't burn off.

A bit later.

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I set the alarms.  One at 06:00, one at 08:00.  It was a bit after the latter before I could find my feet.  I wasn't able to go to sleep until late.  Working that little bit, later in the day, sort of... excited the body.  It was a bit after midnight before I could go down.  No whine, just understanding.

With things nearly set up, in the outbuilding, I may try to finish last touches.  A divider panel in the new smaller intended to be  double rabbit condo.  It needs to be cut, fit, then reinforced.  As well, I need feeders on what is to be the bucks' dorm.  Then again, I do believe I will put the ladies outdoors, until/unless I get a few more?  Probably all told.

Even if I get a few more big does, there will be enough room outdoors for them.  The reason I am putting them outdoors is because those cages are much roomier.  I am hoping they will have an easier time kitting in them.  The only way to get them indoors, possibly, is to build more and larger cages, fit for the nearer outbuilding.  And, believe or not, building cages is very expensive.  Amazingly expensive.  Just the wire caging, but wood last I checked was still a bit high.  Everything has been jacked, and it was expensive before that.

Beside getting feeders installed, and a divider panel, I might also try to get the roof of the feeder hutch cut, and hinges attached.  Perhaps a divider panel in there too.  All today?  Who knows.  With the big things, that I can't do solo, out of the way... maybe.  Or some of the things.  Oh, did I mention?  I got a door on the hutch out there.  It will keep a dog out, unless his owner is with him and opens the door.  Though I would like to keep the door open during the day.  Perhaps I could put a screen door on, as well?  Or... some fixture made to act as such?  We will see.

Blood sugar is better, at 121 fasting.  It keeps dropping, so I am keeping the slow acting insulin at it's current level until that number stabilizes.  If it ends up going too low, I will back it off a bit.  At this point, I am taking 46 cc's of slow acting.  Even then, only eating more rightly than wrongly allows it to work.  Proteins and fats, and carbs of mostly fiber.

Oh, I tried a zippo handwarmer last night.  I had been a bit afraid.  To be honest, I... wasn't impressed.  It won't heat a space.  And, even when held mostly while sleeping, it really didn't warm me much.  And upstairs was around 57 F.  So... not something I would highly recommend.  I will try it in other situations, perhaps setting it up when I go out to feed and water the rabbits... keeping it in a pocket, so as to try to warm the hands between actions?  I have two of them.

And, yes, you can shut them off.  A glad sandwich bag, it is said, will do the trick.  Just seal it, and that will turn it off.  And store the fuel so it doesn't evaporate as quickly out of it.  All of zippo's gear is notorious for evaporating dry, quickly.  More of their fluid has gone airborne than has been burned by such vast ratios... making money on nothing.  Still, will see if these work, and if I can burn more of their lighter fluid than waste?

Now for medicine, breakfast, and shortly, feeding, litter, watering, and maybe a start to dishes and laundry.  Then, later, getting to the rabbitry works.  Have a good day.  Stay warm, dry, and ready.  And get to it.  Later.

A visitor.

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Came by to see what could be done.  And for some business.  So... I had things to do!  Rabbit cages, in the outbuilding, the line of them and the little double condo.  It was some wrestling, with heavy metals, wood, saws, and else.  But, between the two of us, we got them in and they seem secure.  Now I have a place for all the gents.

With help, too, I checked the questionable rabbits.  All males.  I only have one giant female.  I better hope she can deliver.  I will be watching her extra closely.  She is experienced, but old.  I can hope she can produce.  If so, I'll keep several of her does.  I have several bucks not of her line, so... should work... if she can deliver.  Her kits are golden.  The others?  We'll see.  They aren't very good at production.  Can hope for them to work out better, in a better sized cage, with more careful watching, and knowing what I am looking for.  Even a whiff of extra fur, and the kit boxes go in.  Plus, during the week they are beginning to be due, and onward, much more careful watching... until it works or didn't.  Ugh.

Now I need to get the roof off the feeder hutch, and get that hinged and separated.  I want to keep the big and little ones separated, or the little ones may well end up eaten.  Rabbits are NOT friendly.  Young enough, though, they may be just fine.  Maybe.

Quite a bit done today, actually.  Sure, I didn't get to dishes or laundry, or yet.  But I did plenty of extra.  I'll try for the feeder pen tomorrow, but also dishes and laundry.  Oh, and since I'm not having sardines and crackers tonight, I better have another fatted coffee.  Life is good.  Getting better.  Even if I felt rough this morning, and still do actually.  I am, probably, going to be getting over that soon...  Being on, and staying on, the right medicines... with a regular supply... Yea.

Blood sugar is excellent!  Without fast acting, today, or anything but regular eating, blood sugar is 98 just now.  I can deal with that.  Nothing extra before bedtime, just slow acting as I go to sleep.  A very good, exceptional, day.  Especially considering the start and even ongoing pain.  I may take some painpills.  I've... been a good boy.  And, just from the work I have done, I will suffer extra.  So, a treat, perhaps.

I often feel like an animal in a trap.  The trap is life.  What I have to do, not so much to survive, but to not suffer so terribly, are tricks no man in my condition should be expected to do.  How does a cripple feed and tend himself?  He... often... doesn't.  Still, it's what I have, and I have decided to work with God in His plans.  So... here I am.  And there I go.  Later.

Took two hours!

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The grill just wouldn't light.  I even got a fresh bag of coals.  Nope.  Something about the weather.  And, even when it did start?  It was a very cold fire.  I emptied the sediment pan, that wasn't it.  I tried every trick I could to get the fire hot enough.  Nope.  Even then, it ended up being a slow and low cook.  However?

They were absolutely perfect.  Not underdone, no pink in there.  But not overdone.  Juicy slabs of the best thick cut pork chops into which you could ever hope to set your teeth.  Oh, delicious.  I also had veggies with it, in butter.  I was going to have sardines later, but decided BUTTER sounded better.  A fatted protein coffee now, and one later, and all it good for the day.  I hit calories on the dot, or close enough.  Carbs and fat well under, and I hit 200 protein!  That... is my goal.

I am trying the vegetable protein powder.  It's not bad.  Oddly, it has more of a powdered milk taste than the actual beef based one.  Still, I don't mind, or care.  As long as it gets me the protein.  It has almost twice the calories of beef based though, so best to use the beef based more often.  Still, a good call when calories are just a tad low.

I have begun thinking of food as tools.  Tools by which I may try to rebuild my body.  Tools to let it heal itself.  Tools to obtain that which seems to be needed and wanted, to some degree.  I am trying to get away from food as an end unto itself.  It's a difficult row to hoe, back from that way.  But... maybe... doable.  If the extra protein does begin showing, I may well be more motivated to get back to swimming.  And, if more able through things, back to hiking.

Life is good.  With a little care, attention to detail, effort, and will, it can be better still.  As tough as life has been, I am grateful, more so now than ever, that God gave... even forced... more chances... opportunities... on me.  There was a time I would have jacked Him in the mouth.  Then again, I won't say I didn't try.  *grins*

He laughed... turned the other cheek?  *grins*  Maybe, maybe.

Anyway... doing well, doing more.  Getting going.  Oh, and the V.A. called back.  The doctor has me set to get the meds.  Still has to go through pharmacy, but usually the doc's bona fides are the only real required signatory.  Check.  So, I should be able to get on with making sure this medicine will work, and seeing if I can't tinker-train the group of medicines into a better bp and pulse.  Innit?  Cheers.

Electric was out for a bit.

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They let us know they would be tinkering, had to take it down.  I think today was the day, if I sort of forgot?  I'm not sure today was the day, but it would make sense.  If so, it may go down again, still, if need be.  It could go down, it was suggested, between 08:30 and 14:30?  Something like that.  The whole time, part of the time, off and on, they just couldn't say.  Some problem needed  fixing.

I realize, I have no way to cook easily, without electricity.  Not good.  I do have the grill, charcoal type.  But that doesn't heat veggies the best.  And, even meat sometimes.  I had a heck of a time getting it lit today.  Still not sure it is going well.  It seemed warm enough, so I put the chops on.

Beautiful pork chops.  Two, twins, 1.66 pounds combined, marbled as well as any ribeye one could ever hope to see.  I am just hoping it gets hot enough to cook them!  Ugh.  Oh, and right as I was getting ready to put them on, electric came back, so veggies are going.  Carrots, broccoli, and cauliflower.  I know, it seems old, but it works.

I did get a shower, chores done, some cleaning up in this room.  As well, I have the rabbits going at it, I hope.  I am starting to wonder if the doe is a doe, the big one.  Did I only end up with one big doe, the rest bucks?  Ugh.  I'll... figure it out eventually.  If so, the he I thought is a she would be culled.  Then again, if she is a he, he is a big healthy buck.  Might have to get rid of a different one.  Then again, with that many bucks, I'll probably get rid of two of them.  Just don't need, can't use, that many.  Will... find out soon enough.

A shave, some more cleaning, breaking down a few boxes I have cleared, dishes, and laundry...  I did bring the rest of the laundry down or out of the bathroom.  Not sure I want to start a load until later, when I am more certain electricity won't go off.  I don't know how the machine resets when electricity goes off.

Anything else?  I don't know.  Ah, but I also called the V.A., asked my doctor for longer scripts on the newest medicine.  I am hoping, by one three month stint, I will either have it all down, or have decided not to go with it.  It depends on how well I function, how good I can get my numbers without going too low, and... actually just those two things.  But they are vital.  Still, there is some solid hope that, with this medicine, and maybe some very minor tinkering, I can get bp to be just right.  And, blood sugar... I keep getting it close, then messing up.  In part from pushing.  But, if bp is better, perhaps pushing won't be so hard on me that my hungers go feral?  Maybe.

Then my mother actually called me for once.  I don't care.  I call when I do.  I don't need them to call me.  Brother, mother, else.  I'll contact them, from time to time, whoever, kin near or far, and I don't expect them to call me.  They have... lives.  I don't.  It's as simple as that.

Well, time to check the chops.  Good afternoon and day.

Playing...

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An old tune, not exactly a favorite, just well known, well worn.  It's named The Back on Medicine Blues.  Had a headache all night, as I slept.  Could feel it right through my sleep, so sleep was a bit less than stellar.  Dreamed of a few women I really liked but never got with.  Yeah, there... were a few.  One in particular seemed to be the focus though.  I didn't like her name, can't remember it as I wake.  Some names are pretty, some are sexy, some are just... dumb sounding... for women, especially pretty or sexy women.

Yes, the headache remains this morning.  A few painpills, because it is a rough one.  As if my brains had been frozen, then hit so as to crack... and given nerves to feel that, without it being fatal somehow.  The base of the skull, too.  And as if a spike had been driven in where the skull and neck hinge.

Still, it's the price.  But, I am going to try to remember to call my doctor, so as to get a three month supply of these new medicines, so I can give them more of a trial without having to remember to reorder, then refill, every time I turn around.  Time is different when one is mostly dead.

I thought I heard the plow go through last night.  I think I actually rolled quickly enough to look out and see it go on down the highway, leaving town.  With the headache, sleep wasn't very deep.  Still, couldn't be sure.  I was planning on getting out and clearing the drive, if so.  But, looking out, there really isn't enough to plow.  It's just a thick dusting.  From what I think I am looking at, even clearing the sidewalks... there just isn't enough that the shovels would really do anything.  I'll know better when I get to chores.

Oh, after chores, I'll give the bucks a bit more time with the does, and see if it works for them.  Two breeding periods, within eight to twelve hours, can really improve potential for pregnancy and numbers in the litters.  Or so I have it.  And, since not all of them make it, in any case, I might as well give it as much chance as possible.

I won't have the little buck breed again for about a week.  But I will try to have the other big buck breed.  If one won't, the other, I am pretty sure, will.  My main problem is cage spaces.  I just don't have enough.  I should cull, but I need to know which one to cull!  Gah.  Actually, I am pretty sure which one needs to be culled.  She was a bully, then refused to tend her kits.  And she is... now... a serious twitch.  I just... hate to do it.  Hmm...  Anyway.

Now, to get breakfast, wake, see if the headache will ease...  Get a shower, set up dishes finally?  Shave perhaps.  Begin laundry.  Call the V.A.  Chores, litter, feeding the girls... I reset their water last night, with indoor water.  They seem... fine with it.  So, from now on, I'll just change it every few days, rather than holding out for hydrant water.  Ugh.

Blood sugar is better, at 138 fasting.  It was 159 yesterday.  It shouldn't have been high yesterday.  Though, from the day before, it had been oddly low for what I ate.  So... sometimes it seems to hold off, or even last high for a while.  The body does whatever it damn well does, and we just live in it.  I don't think health is actually a science, and I think doctors damn well know it.  For one thing, if it was, I would be dead.  No one, just on this one set of things alone, survives... having had bp average 218/180 for six months isn't... possible.  And I've done it twice now, or three times is it?  Oh, and pulse averaged 130 for that last time anyway.  The highest I saw it was 170... my pulse.  That, any of it but certainly all of it, is beyond lethal.

Anyway...  I'm back on the chain gang, and will pay in the short term, if hopefully it gets things back in order in short order.  I am still attempting to cut here, as I have added there, to get a balance between too low and too high.  I'm not sure if cutting the little carvedilol pill was too much, or too little, or either way by how much.  May have to add it back, and cut something else.  I could cut the second newest pill in half.  I now have... methods and madness.  I just need to keep in medicine long enough to really give it a go before... falling out of medicine and losing the cohesion, getting messed up in the reorder process, and such.  Ugh.  It's an ugly little life at times.  Everything can go off the rails in a nosebleed second.  For little or no seeming cause.  Still, it's what I've got.  And I will do my best.  Amen.

Well... on to breakfast, and maybe a... making some room for it before.  Bleh.  I'll let it brew while I stir up a brew myself.  Yea, I'm trying to say it without saying it.  Have a great day.  And may you brew well, yourself.  *grins*  If it's an easy one, it can be a pleasant one.  Later.

Rabbit Valentines?

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It has started.  I set one of the small does in with the only small buck.  That... was quick.  They call it a fall off.  Only... he did it twice before actually falling off.  I left them together for an hour.  I will put them together, again, tomorrow.  As well, I put two of the big ones together.  First with the seasoned buck, but he didn't seem interested.  Too old?  So I put her with the younger buck.  Nope?  I left them together for an hour as well, and will put them together again, tomorrow.

As I rotate them through, I'll do what I can.  I have one open cage, for adjusting.  With only one small buck, he can only breed about once a week, or so I thought I heard.  I have three large bucks, and two large does?  So, someone will be the odd man out.  To the victor, the spoils.  I have four small does.  I'll see how this works.

I would like to get two of each size breed.  And then see how they do.  Between me not realizing they were what all they were, or recognizing the signs that they were about to kit, or there being no signs, it hasn't been successful so far.  I will begin checking them in 30 days, looking for fur being tufted as if to nest.  If I see that, I'll put a kit box in for them right away.

The last one I got to breed, and was watching, took 54 days to birth!  I just don't know what is up with that.  Still, I'll watch, see what happens.  With four of them, hopefully, pregnant, there should be enough rabbits for food.  Maybe.  Who knows.  Can't count eggs, or kits, before they hatch.

I did a few other things, and tried a few other things today.  Not the projects I had in mind, but a few things elsewise.  And, it looks like I might be to bed much earlier tonight.  I wore myself out.  So tired.  Sleep should be good.  Blood sugar is 114, as I end the day.  I forgot to take it any other time today except fasting.  I did take 12 cc's fast acting, with breakfast, as the fasting reading was a bit high.  I still need to take slow acting insulin and night pills.  But... all good.

Goodnight.

The beginning of a start.

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Chores, litter, cats, and myself fed.  Medicine, pills, taken.  Blood sugar was oddly high this morning, at 159.  So I'll be taking a bit of fast acting shortly, with kefir.

With pills back in the offing, I'll try to keep up, then begin checking blood pressure in a week.  If it's still a bit rough, check it every few days until it is better, or at least stable, then decide where to go from there.  Trying to get it just so, not too low, not too high, not to disabling.  Tricky business.

Then a bit of downtime.  It was 6 or 7 F out there.  Crisp.  The rabbits were very happy to get water.  I'll try to remember them again, tonight.  I have enough waterers, set up, for another two waterings for sure.  If those freeze quickly, they might last several days.  Then I either have to thaw the hydrant or just use tap water.  They really don't like that, but if it's that or nothing, they will make do.  Same with the girls.  The reverse osmosis simply doesn't put out enough for multiple rabbits and cats, if the girls didn't like it when I tried with them.  They like regular old, unsoftened, untreated, tap water.

After I warm the bones, and get my breath back, I am hoping to get a shower and shave.  Probably another break after that.  Then?  Dishes, a start of several dishpans of those.  And, getting laundry going.  Nearly done, if I may wash some previously washed clothes to get wrinkles out, or if they don't smell so fresh.  

I have mostly sorted what I took upstairs.  The next trick is to find places to put various things.  Getting it stowed, to free up the baskets again.  And, take more up.  Since turning the upstairs into a bedroom, I haven't quite gotten clothing storage set up.  I still need to get a bar, for the closet, for hanging clothes.  The standing closet I have is okay, for t-shirts.  Not for slacks, or very many shirts.  I would like to, eventually, get a fashion like rack, and a plastic dust covering for it.

It isn't even that I have that many clothes, it's more that my clothes take a lot of space.  Being a pseudo giant just... has it's problems.  Clothing storage is one of them.  One of my pairs of blue jeans probably weighs as much as some children's whole wardrobe.  I'd say women too, but women... love their clothes.  Just in bulk, it would take three of my jeans to equal a moderate income woman's wardrobe... if she's on the thinner side.  :p  Even a few of my t-shirts, especially long sleeve, are made of a lot of material.  Two yards, probably?  And I like them thick.  Right.

Even if I just check, and bring down, two to four boxes a day, I... could get the whole lot set to go down and ready in a week.  Then begin going through more boxes.  Go through them, set them where the others where, then, when I have sorted what is to go, get those down here as well.  Then hit a few nooks and crannies, empty spaces of any possible empty or full boxes, and sort through those.  When I get this room full, again, stop until the dumpster is here.  Though, to be honest, the first things I want to go are the old recliners.  And, maybe, any other smaller furniture I wish to be rid.  Then boxes on top.  I am hoping to have a load out and gone in that first week of having it here.  I think it is $22 per load.  So get either two or three loads that first month.  That might be it, or... not.  I just don't really know.

Though, too, some things won't fit in there.  An old bed, maybe two?  A couch, for sure.  I think I will keep the love seat, for now.  Bigger items.  Since some, much probably, is staying, it's difficult to get a grasp on what is going.  How much space that will use in a dumpster, and such.  Sorting, boxing, and labeling, what is staying, is next.  Though, too, if I don't use some of that in the next year?  I may do this again, next year.  Almost searching for stuff to toss.

Yea.  Will see.  Best get some kefir, insulin, and resting in.  Then get to it.  Later.

Down and up a bit earlier.

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I think it was 23:00, perhaps a quarter too? when I went down.  it has been midnight to two lately.  Trying to push back.  It... has worked, for short periods, recently.  Not for long, so far.  But... I... have hope to be able to fully regain the day.  Up at about 07:30, but tinkered a bit, organizing upstairs.  And resetting medicine, finally.

An alarm is set for 09:30, at which time the rabbits and cats will be fed and watered, and cat litter cleared.  Breakfast, for me, will happen while I wait.  Chia breakfast, as I call it.  With protein powder.  The last of the eggs, later, fried... with bacon.  And, maybe, a slice of toast.  This bread is tiny, but... that's okay.  And I only get one.  But... total carbs, even, are easily within my allowances, by twice or three times, without giving anything for fiber (which, with many companies, I don't trust their counts on any of it).  

Still, will find out.  If blood sugar spikes, I know it's a lie.  Their intent, or deceit, matters little.  It comes down to measurements, readings, reactions, my body's.  And, later still?  I'm not sure.  Something something... meat sticks and cheese?  I probably, definitely, need to thaw meat.  It would be nice to be able to have a slice of 'toast' from time to time, though.  Even if it is, supposed to be anyway, made of mostly seeds and not-wheats.  The crackers work, so there is some hope.  Oh... sardines would be good.  I have some I don't eat with crackers, I like them well enough on their own.

I am still hoping to get going today.  A shower, and shave again.  It's been a few days.  Dishes, laundry, at least starts.  Trash and recycling at least... reviewed.  To be honest, I don't think I have much trash to go.  This week has been... slow that way.  Well, and getting boxes down from upstairs, and maybe going through the boxes remaining.  Bringing down what should go.  Stacking them in this front room, for a quick loading out of the dumpster, immediately.  If I can fill that, the first time, in that first week, I will.  The rest will be still done as quickly as possible.  The more room I make, the more room I have to clear, organize.  Ugh.  That all isn't just today, but this week, and month really.

I may lose things by accident.  I will definitely be pairing on purpose.  But, too, I will try to keep what is good to keep, and have on hand.  I have been collecting, but not just... things.  I have, generally, tried to collect that which could be useful in a survival, of minor or major types.  From various cordage, to tarp and leather repair kits, food and water cooking and storage, chemicals for various things... from odd newage cooking to old soap making.  Some of these things I will keep.  And, maybe, with some room, begin experimenting with?  I'd still love to try to make my own liquid soaps.  Perhaps shampoo.  And, hand lotions, as many of the commercial lotions are oddly hard on my hands.  Chemicals and old skin don't mix.  I honestly wonder if they are making stuff just to hurt people, at this point.  As with fluoride, are they using the human population as their chemical dumping grounds?  Are we cleaning up their chemical messes?  I really think so.  Then again, how much of what they make is ever even sold?  Do they even care?  Odd, the world we now live in.

Well... on to breakfast, then the day.  Good morning and day.

Slogging along.

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Not doing anything.  Just too tired.  I did finally get chores done.  I have been feeding the girls.  I got their litter this morning, need to do it again.  I keep thinking on work, but it keeps not happening.  I'll keep seeing about it.  It will, eventually, happen.  

I even turned the furnace up, way up.  To try to warm myself.  It just isn't happening.  So cold.  Dressed warmly.  Plenty of warm things to drink and eat through the day.  But... no real warmth, inside.

Blood sugar has been reasonable though.  After all meals, save chicken in a bit, blood sugar has been 109, 124, and 128 most recently.  Can't really dose with it that low.  It's a bit of a risk to do so.  Chicken, and steamed veggies if possible.  With butter.  Oh, and kefir.  I suppose I could take a small, very small, say 4 to 6 cc's of fast acting, with supper?  Yea.  

I did take the risk, and call my brother.  One of his daughters has covid (or... so the tests say).  And his mil is in the hospital.  Though not for cancer, as I had worried.  Her back, a couple of cracks in it.  They are going to try to repair it... epoxy or some such?  Crazy, but okay.  At least there is something they can do.  A woman we knew since childhood is in an induced coma, with covid.  She is the only one I have heard of in such a state, personally.  Now, she is nearing my mother's age, and with... other problems and health issues.  So... I am surprised more people haven't gone down.  I still more believe that this is just the flu, it's the 'vax that will get you, not the flu.

It looks like Biden is planning to hand Ukraine back to Russia.  With Biden?  Anything he does or says, expect just the opposite to be the outcome.  They are arming the Ukraine, to set them up to fail.  It makes them think the West will do a thing, and they won't.  I honestly wonder if he is Russia's man.  He certainly seems to have been the Taliban's man.  Rigged from the start, to fail, at everything he does.  He even pooped his pants when meeting the pope.  Then again, perhaps that was planned too.  Both of them seem good for it.  It isn't even a matter of liking, or not, the man... either of them.  It's a matter of what they are, do, and how what they do turns out.

Planned.  He is trying to give the Ukraine, and probably Taiwan, away.  I wonder if he would surrender South Korea and Japan too?  For that may be the price to the East.  We'll see, I guess.  Cutting costs?  As they did in Vietnam?  Or just further degrading America and her allies?  He is an enemy of the state.

Well... on to something.  Reheating chicken, in the oven.  Trying to get the skin extra crispy.  That and getting veggies.  It's been a while and I really want something in the veggie department.  Last I checked it, it still looked good.  Later.

Up, later.

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My day is slipping.  I could not sleep until after midnight.  I couldn't wake until just here, now, around 09:00.  I simply, as little as I did, overdid... for the weather, season, sunlight, and all.  All good, I wouldn't have changed that.  Still, will fight to regain days as I recoup.  I want days!

Such beautiful dreams.  I have known, and been with biblically, some very pretty, sexy, and sometimes both, women.  I have sampled of the dreams of men.  I was moving to fast, in certain worlds, to be caught... at least after the first escaped through death.  She had me.  After her, I... wouldn't take it personal.

Still, moments.  Dreams of some of the splendor I have known.  It wasn't even sexual, it was just... soft moments, when I forgot the pasts and just enjoyed some time with a damn fine looking dame or dozen.  Just... moments, fragments of time in which I could love the one I was with.  And did.  I wish I could trade that all for having lived a life with just one woman.  Still, it is what I had.  And what I had, at times, was as grand as a man could hope.  

Some men have to pay gold, and more, for that.  I just enjoyed and then, sadly, went on my way.  I still wonder how many children out there are mine.  Three without, to me, a doubt.  Three others I am pretty sure about, but only found out by happenstance.  But... how many others?  If a woman has sex with a man because something about him drew her to him, she'll... keep the kid.  For pay or settling, only maybe.

Anyway.  A terribly good dream... or set of dreams.  Sometimes I'm not sure which.  Only that it was wonderful.  For all my sins, yet was I granted some love.

Today?  Same list as before.  Chores, food for all, water for the ingrates.  Litter.  Plus, I really want to get a shower, perhaps another shave, dishes started, and laundry back in the queue.  I think I can, lightly, hit those.  As sell, with room open in this front room, I'd like to begin bringing boxes down for the dumpster.  Stacking them neatly near the door.  And, at any time, begin sorting other boxes to go.

Whatever I can get done.  Hopefully more than less.  We will see.  Having the space to put discard boxes motivates.  How is it they say, success beckons or breeds success?  Right.  Now to clear then clean the mansion.  Oh yes.

Ah, and blood sugar is finally improving.  It is 109 fasting, this morning.  If tapping it with a mallet doesn't work, get a sledge hammer.  If that doesn't work, get a bigger hammer.  Now, I didn't have to go to even the sledge, I just had to remember to tap it.  Yes, taking slow acting, at night, regularly, will do.

Breakfast!  I already fed the girls.  Eggs and bacon.  The last of the former, plenty left of the latter.  All good, more coming this next week?  Well and rightly fed chickens produce the most fantastic of eggs.  I had found decent storeboughts, local pasture raised.  But... there is something about industrial eggs, no matter.  Soy?  Smaller lots?  Overused smaller lots?  They may roam, but do they really find any 'wild feed'?  These home chickens have plenty of yard, and do eat a goodly portion of wild.  Less so in winter, but... it's in there from the other seasons.  Changes the animal.

Best get to breakfast, and warming.  Seems chilly today, and overcast again.  I am hoping the sun will come out again, in the afternoon.  I love when it does that.  Later.

Not getting to it.

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Chores, the girls fed, I think their litter too.  I'll check that again, after this.  Just not moving fast.  Or well.

I did call my mother.  She was out, they had gone to a baby shower.  All good.  What she ordered for Christmas finally arrived.  I had heard she had sent it, but... then, thought, maybe she forgot, or got confused?  Didn't want to bother her.  Still, wanted to let her know it was in, when it did arrive.

She said one of my nieces is down with covid, a mild case.  And, my brother mil is in the hospital, though for cancer.  The pain is beyond what they can treat at home.  Not... a good sign.  All one can do is pray, for these things.  There is a point where nothing, medically or otherwise, can be done.  Still, there is always hope.  Maybe something will turn around, or perhaps get better.  Prayers.

Still, I am hoping to get a shower in before too long.  Then get dishes started, and laundry going again.  Or not.  If I can, I will.  I also hope to change the rabbits' waterers again tonight.  It is about 24 out there, F.  The sun came out, for a bit, while I was out doing chores the first time.  It actually warmed the old bones in a way only the sun can.  I said a little spoken prayer of gratitude, to God, for those moments.

Ah, I should get the oven going, ready for chicken.  I am thinking that would be a really good last meal.  Later.

Up, a bit late.

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Then again, I couldn't crawl in to sleep until midnight.  As perhaps mentioned, when I get too tired, I simply can't sleep until I unwind, relax, and can then begin to shut down.  Why that is I can't say.  Well, and I kept hoping I could do a thing or two more.  I... often get stuck in the "trying" loop, as well.  Those two things murder sleep.

I woke shortly before five, but couldn't market that into wakefulness.  It was right at 07:30 when I noticed what I thought was light outside?  Still thinking it was nearly five, I opened up.  Not... daylight?  And yet, daylight.  So overcast I can't tell, but that overcast condition takes whatever the sun was giving and spread it across the valley.  A... well as nice a wakeup as I could hope for on such a day.

I looked at the laundry that was up there.  I just couldn't dig in deeply.  I did a few things, organized a bit.  But, really, I... am not quite up to working yet.  I am hoping to do more today.  But that is difficult to know... I may have burned out yesterday.  I really don't have much to give.  When I give it, it doesn't, not always, simply refill, or overnight always.  Even so, I am hoping to get a shower in an hour or two, then set up some dishes.  And go see what can be done about laundry.  As well, chores, shortly, tending cat litter, and feeding the girls.  I tried the hydrant yesterday, to no good.  So had to refill their water with tap.  It's what I'll have to do with rabbit waterers as well, shortly.  Running out.  Still, all good for short term watering.

Of course, I'll have to spend time waking.  Get something to drink, or maybe eat.  Fasting blood sugar is 143.  Bad food yesterday.  Still, better than... could be.  Working, being in the cold, stress, all can drive that hunger monstrously.  There is no escape being human, or human-like, living in flesh that has it's costs.

Today?  Probably chia?  Or should I have bacon and eggs again?  Oh, I think I'll go with bacon and eggs.  Fatted coffee with that, but only a tablespoon, or two... so about 100 calories for that.  Along with protein powder.  I will have eaten all the eggs, or almost?  There may be six left, I only fry four at a time.  Hey, if I were fit I would weigh between 220 and 240, so... yeah.  I actually do need four eggs.

Later, I will bake chicken.  If the veggies are any good, I will steam some of those.  Chicken thighs, skin on.  I just did the meal planning for today.  I had to cut here, take on piece of bacon out, add protein.  I start with a plan, then... pare it down until it fits, or add this or that.  It's like a jigsaw puzzle.  Definitely can't have everything I want, though some days I have to figure out how to shovel it in.

Oh, but one thing?  Now I am not cutting myself short.  If I only use two tablespoons of cream, I don't label it as four.  Or one and label it as four.  And I am cutting fats so I can have more food food.  I want more chicken than fatted drinks, or such.  Still need some, it's the best way to get protein powder in.  Ugh.  But... I'm... learning.  I don't think food can be about perfection.  It's about learning and figuring and being successful to some degree.  And, regardless what they say, food isn't science, at least when combined with the body.

 My metabolism is so weak that even eating, mostly, 1,500 calories a day, I am not losing any weight quite yet.  Crazy, but true... so far.  Sure, there have been spills, like yesterday.  But I am far closer to averaging 1,500 calories than not.  And it just isn't budging the scale... or didn't last time I looked.  I'll check again at the end of the week.  And... maybe... might start weight daily, or nearly.  Just... to see some things.

Well, on to waking and my day.  I'll try to get to some things.  Good morning and all the other jazz.  Be well.

Nothing more.

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Well, yet.  I will be getting laundry to take upstairs for sorting and storing.  Whatever I can fit in a basket.  I did have a relaxing evening.  Just... gaming.  Well, and loving the girls.  They wanted attention, and food, and got both.

Rather tired, but in the good way.

I didn't eat right today.  I dosed when I got home.  And... blood sugar is 98.  Okay.

Still hungry, but... I just don't think I can put anything reasonable together before bed.  Hmm... sardines and one of those crackers might do.  I still have to take slow acting insulin as well.  Probably medicine, pill type, too.

I am hoping to get a few things tomorrow.  Another shower, then set up dishes.  And see about laundry.  When laundry is done, dishes are going, and I'm in shape for work again, I'd like to start bringing boxes down... full, ready to be tossed.  As well, I need to sort a few full boxes I moved to the back porch.  Perrier, good stuffs, that sort.

But, now, it's bedtime.  Good day, evening, and goodnight.

A rather good one.

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Chores, before too much.  Then, sorting boxes and moving those with stuff in them.  Then tearing through boxes.  Plus, getting a load to recycling.  Yes, a very good start.  Now this, the front, computer, room is much more open.  Not... perfectly.  There are boxes of packing.  But those, as with the boxes I'll bring down from upstairs, will be going into the dumpster.  Plenty of room for more boxes, though.

Of course, I also need to go through boxes of water and else.  Temporality moved to a back room  staging area.  Mostly.  A few boxes couldn't even go back there.

What a gig.  Still, a very good start.  And, all done earlier.  Breakfast, too, this morning.  As for this afternoon?  Maybe another shower,  Resetting waterers.  If I get a shower in, then starting dishes?  I can dream.  I am still in pretty good shape, after the morning work.  But... I may be drifting purely on adrenalin.  Oh, and baking chicken for supper.  It should be cold dry enough, and was brined, and was fresh, really.  So... should be good.  Thighs.  All good.

Of course, I need a bit of a break before anything else or extra.  Some blogging, some gaming, a fatted coffee, and general sit time.  I'll set the alarm for two hours, to try to begin... something... in a short bit.  More clothes ready, to be taken upstairs when I go that way... tonight, maybe before.  Yes, this week might end up being very good.  As well, I finally got mortgage paid.  I... overdid.  But... there is a way, was a way.  Anything else that might come do will just have to hang, for a short bit.  Ugh.

Very happy just to have some room.  Was getting a bit crowded just getting to the door.  Yes, I know.  Admitting you have a problem is the first step in solving the problem.  I know, I do.  Just not sure what to do next.  A savings will help, money into it will help.  Not touching it is vital.  It is not for a future though.  It is for bigger items, such as a dishwasher, refrigerator, electrical work, a new furnace and central air conditioning... things like that, a dip a or two a year, but to keep it topped off and then some.  Just a sip fund, for the home.  Ugh.

Anyway... on to my break.  Good day, and later.

At it before I was even officially at it!

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Laundry.  The stuff I took upstairs... mostly done.  Underwear, socks, and shirts, were sorted.  Underwear folded, socks mated, unpaired set aside for now.  I may end up washing those shirts again.  They still smell fresh, but boy are they wrinkled!  As well, I began looking for anything that was old, stretched, had strings coming off them, and put those in the rag pile.  As well, as I cleared a laundry basket, I looked around for any last dirty laundry and brought that down.

And, for the first time in a long time, I dressed before going downstairs... as if I was a normal human.  Not a bad start to a new day.  More to come, if I may not have time to blog it, until much later?  Oh, but I best find some shoes, and be totally ready.  I think this is a start.

I thought I heard the blow go by earlier.  Could it be.  Looking outside, it seems so.  Snow.  Not... a ton, but enough.  As well, the neighbor brought the trailer, so as to stack what we will be breaking down, or otherwise putting out.  I have twenty boxes, full of discard upstairs, ready to go.  And, with all the boxes to be broken down, it might still take two loads?  If we do one of recyclables, we won't have to pay for that.

The dumpster isn't to be here until the first, or so.  Which is perfect.  With this front room about to be emptied, I have a place to begin storing boxes full of things to go.  I will need help getting some things out.  A few old recliners, couches, though who knows.  At least one of the couches may go out today?  Should I keep one though?  I... don't know.  I'll have to think on that.  For now, having one would be good, until I can get a few chairs for in there.  Setting, not steel folding.  Though, which should be kept?  The long or the loveseat one?  Ugh.

Anyway.  With it having snowed, I would like get my shoes on and get out and plow.  Then do just a bit of shoveling, on the sidewalk.  I only have about ten feet of sidewalk to shovel, and it's only a few inches to chew through.  Should be okay.  But... coffee before?  Yes, I need some warmth.  Freezing this morning.  Working upstairs is cold business.  Great for sleeping, rough to work in.

I best get to coffee then snow... shoes first.  ;p  Oh, fasting blood sugar was 159?  I took more insulin last night, AND slow acting.  I have been eating right and dosing reasonably.  Yea, blood sugar is just being a bugger as I near settling it again.  All good, I'll keep at it.  Later.

A mostly successful day.

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Three loads of laundry done and through, at least to the dryer.  One load will be going up with me, as I go to bed.  To be sorted and stored.  Finally, as well, I got a shower in, and a shave.  Chores, feeding the girls and tending their litter, and my food were taken care of.  Not logged, I'm just... not doing that well.  It was keto, and reasonable.  I was just too tired from else to bother.

More, waterers were refilled.  Not all of them, what I have water for.  The cats' water was refreshed, just using tap water.  No choice, at the moment.  A few other things, here and there, this and that.  It was a busy day.  I even brined chicken, thighs.  Then patted those dry, and again, then bagged them to dry better.  To be baked tomorrow.

My favorite meal today was eggs and ground pork.  No sausage, it all has sugar in it.  It all has... lots of stuff I just don't know well enough to trust.  If you can't put, simply, what things are.  I don't want it.  Plain ground pork, with a bit of salt and pepper, perhaps some hot peppers if I'm of a mood, or blended with italian or italian like spices.  Today, just salt and pepper.  Oh, I was going to have a bit more of that.  I haven't eaten much today.  Too busy with other things.

The shower was my favorite.  Shaving a close second.  Though clean clothes will be nice.  I am working on two shirts, which somehow got stained.  Badly.  I am hoping to bring them out... schmushed soap and another spot remover in, hoping that will lift it, and put it in a cold soak for overnight.  Unfortunately, I didn't see the spots until they were in a warm dryer, and then a hot dryer for a finishing run.  Ugh.  I'm trying.

Tomorrow, perhaps, more work.  Boxes, for sure.  Maybe other things?  I don't know.  Just boxes would be a big job.  Especially if we can clear the whole house again.  I got backed up.  Again.  Bleh.  But, for now, after a small bite and brushing my teeth a final time, on to bed.  I should sleep like a babe.  A... tired baby.  A... tired baby, in the back seat of a car, at night.  *grins*  It's how I did it, or nobody slept!  Can't say she didn't try.

Oh, took a bit of fast acting, with my last fatted coffee.  And?  Blood sugar stayed exactly the same!  138.  *sigh*  I... may try a bit with the sausage.  Bleh.  Goodnight.  Prayers headed in your direction.  Amen.  That... wasn't them, just an... indication.  Sleep well, wake alive, or go to heaven and hold the door!  If you go to the other place, don't let the door hit you in the ask me later.

Laundry is getting done.

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Three loads?  Yes, plus an extra partial load.  Some of the old "clean" smelled a bit... off.  I think Sam sleeps on it, and... she is getting old.  And smells it.  Jee but she is skinny.  After giving her the wormer, I am trying to feed her more.  And she IS eating.  But she just isn't keeping it on.  I... will try other wormers.  But I really don't see anything in or on her poo.

She was at least eight, maybe ten, possibly even older, when I moved in.  I have been here twelve years.  She is old.  She has eaten a lot of poisoned mice.  Not that I poisoned, the neighbors seem to use the stuff a lot.  No... blaming, it's just the reality.  She is just here because she knows I love her.  I think she is living on that almost alone.  It kills me to see her this way, and not be able to do anything.  Time is very short.

Rabbits are looking good.  I didn't breed them, just... haven't been able to get more to things.  It was 28 out there, when I did chores much earlier.  Not a bad day.  Almost trying to thaw.  A few days of thaw would be nice.  Just a break.  But that is very unusual in the winters, here.  Had it several times, strangely.  Though... every year is strange.  There isn't an average year.

I want to get a shower, finally, today.  And get dishes started.  Not many, I may need to move them before long.  I am careful with how many I put in, and how.  Still, I do hope to finish a couple of small loads tonight.  After the shower, and get laundry cycled.  It's... possible.  I have a basket of clothes ready to go up and be sorted.  Underwear, t-shirts and undershirts, and socks.  The rest will go up after I have sorted that load.  Bleh.

Not fast, but... getting to things.  It's been a dark day, or seemed it.  If the sun was out, when I was doing chores, it didn't seem it.  Sometimes, in the winter, even if the sun were out, one can be so winter-weary that it isn't noticed.  Today, for me, was one of those days.  Not a bad thing, mind you.  Just a realization.  The blah days of winter, indeed.

Blood sugar, after three meals, is... without insulin, exactly where it was fasting... plus two... 138.  Though, I may have eaten just an hour ago.  So.  Still, that's, while not perfect, not bad.  I may yet have a can of sardines.  I haven't had any carbs today, so I may have one of those multi-grain crackers.  At about 3 to 4 grams of carbs, I never worry.  Especially with only fiber as carbs otherwise.

Later, or goodnight.

Down a bit later than hoped.

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Didn't get to as much as hoped, certainly not as much as planned.  It was a bit after 22:00 when I went to bed.  Ten, twenty, after, something in there.  I woke a bit before 05:00, but it was 05:30 before I got up, altogether, and down.  Blood sugar is... improving, again, at 136 fasting this morning.  It has been dropping four to ten points, give and take a bit, the last few days.  Then again, despite making plans for my meals, lately, it... hasn't gone to plan.  I... just do my best.  At least I now remember how things go south so fast.

It isn't willpower I lose, it is memory, focus, and some other things.  I... can't... think through to my plans or goals.  I just get lost, as if my mind was being stripped down to that of a hungry child.  Simplicity is required, if simplicity isn't necessarily keto.  It's been rough that way for a bit.  Medicine?  Oh... I may have fallen off.  On insulin, again, though.  Awful.

One thing I did do was get the girls some dewormer last night.  Put it in with their food.  They ate it all, no fuss.  Not sure how often I need to treat, but think it has to be done again in ten days.  Whatever.  When I look at the bottle, I put something in the calendar.  Now that I have the calendar alarm buzzing again.

They... actually seem... better today.  No guarantee, but maybe.  I did look at, not into, their poo.  Didn't see anything, but they bury it in sand and else, and... I'm not really interested in dissecting their poo, looking for worms or worm parts.  I just... I'll see if Sam starts taking on weight.  And she starts tending her fir better.

Next, ear mite treatments.  That's... going to be the tricky one.  Not sure if they even have them.  Will find out?  Ugh, but that is going to be... a tricky gig.  

Well, still, back to it today.  Yesterday was what it was.  Today will be another opportunity.  Later.

Not perfect.

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Not with great speed.  Not with intense purpose.  Plodding, consistent, with breaks fairly often.  And, yet, it goes on.  I keep thinking I'll get a ton of things done, all at once, somehow.  Not so much.  I do get little things here, small things there, and it... accumulates.  Or... de-accumulates.  It took a while for the situations to exist, it will take time to get them to cease being a problem.

Blood sugar is finally doing something expected.  Now, I actually was careful with the dose.  I wanted to do 5 cc's more.  Glad I didn't.  Even with a lighter dose, blood sugar is 88.  Not... a horrible number, just... a bit... close to too low for comfort.  Still, it's time for coffee.  And maybe a kefir.

Oh... if you go the kefir way, be... careful.  It'll move things in strange ways for a bit.  Especially if you eat it daily, in larger amounts, and start quickly.  Just... a fair warning.  The only things that have caused me to have skid marks, without understanding the wherefore, were lithium (which I should never have been on) and kefir.  It stirs and changes things.  And, until your body realizes how sneaky those things are, and tightens the hatch like a duck's hatch in water... you... have skid marks.  *grins*  I'm nothing, if not honest.

Anyway.  I had four eggs and two pieces of bacon for lunch.  Fried eggs.  They really are the best.  I thought about toast, but I've been a bit carby lately.  I need to cut it.  When I say a bit carby, I mean, I have gotten to my limit three times in the last week.  Once well over.  So, not terrible, just more than I prefer.  So... no carbs, other than what is in chia or good vegetables, for a few days.  Love bacon and eggs.  Miss it when I can't get to it.

Brushed my teeth again.  If I have been down for a while, I fear my breath will be bad when I go out.  So, for a few days before heading out, I really brush, and blow my nose extra.  Who knows what might be back in there, too.  Ugh.  If I am offensive, I don't mean to be.  If I have odors, it's because I am against it, and haven't been able to tend things well.  Working on it.

A shower is still up and coming.  Some other things took priority.  All good.  The laundry should be through, I may actually switch that over, get another load ready for when I finish the shower, then shower.  Then I know something was done.  Plus, then I can get the laundry going right after, then set up dishes after that has run.  Just a couple of dishpans full.  Nothing huge.  Two double dish pans, through the day, is hoped.  But, who knows.

Well, I best get going.  Coffee first.  Laundry first first, then coffee, then a shower.  Ugh.  Or something like that.  Later.

Already at it, a bit.

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The cats and myself have been fed.  Laundry, clean, was sorted.  Will be taken up in batches and to a degree by type.  Shirts and pants/pj's, unders and socks, towels can be put away downstairs.  Several long sleeve shirts missing.  Will look around, but that is pretty much all my dirty and clean laundry.

As well, I set up a load of laundry to go.  Just regular cotton colors.  After it runs, I'll take the towels out of the dryer, fold those, switch, and put in one more load of laundry... for today.  Just a last load of color cottons.  Which are the majority of my clothes.  I should, in the near future, have enough for another white load, and probably a synthetic load.  I haven't been keeping up on laundry, of course, obviously.  Fell behind on everything.  Medicine, no medicine, weather, season, take your pick.  But, when I can, I do.

After the machine has run, I'll get in for a shower.  Maybe a shave too.  Then take another rest, then hit chores and begin dishes.  Probably with a break in there as well.  Still, I think I can.  Well, I am, doing it, today.  No thinking involved.  How far I will get, as with yesterday, may vary.  Oh, well, and I hit litter, twice this morning already.  I cleaned it first thing, but while feeding them, I noticed the girls have been very busy again.  So, a quick second duty.  It's not their fault, just a price for their company.  One I am willing to pay, when I can.

Bits and pieces, as well, between this and that.  Just about ready for a shower... and shave.  Then chores as soon after as possible.  Oh, it sounds like the trash bin will be arriving soon... or the first of the month?  Something.  That will be the beginning, all over again.

Well... good morning and day.  I'll try to keep at it.  Later.

Not much, almost nothing else, done yesterday.

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Still, there is today.  I haven't given up just because I had difficulty getting going.  That was yesterday.  I set the laundry to a 30 minute finish to drying, as well, brought all the dirty clothes I could find down, to be washed today.  Well, what can be washed.  And I set up a basket to take upstairs, of clothes needing sorted.

I broke down a few trash bag boxes, which... yea, they are still getting in and stealing.  There were bags in all of those, a third of the where full.  All gone.  Still getting in and stealing.  I will add more latch locks to the one back door which is still vulnerable, and do another trick or two.  Of course, all the locks in the world do absolutely no good if you don't latch, set, or otherwise engage them.  It is difficult to remember every single night.  Though, what I am doing has cut down on thievery some.  But they are insistent.

Blood sugar got a bit low, so I had something to eat.  It rose a bit drastically, considering what I ate.  So I had to dose again, as it was up to 152.  A small dose of fast acting insulin, with some kefir, plus slow acting insulin.  And, this morning, 148 fasting blood sugar?  Stupid thing.  Until it submits, it's like trying to get a wild animal into a barn.  Once it is in, it's... mostly... good.  Until then, especially right at the gate, it's terribly out of control.  Can't tell what it will do.

To bed a bit late.  All good.  I think I slept right at eight hours.  And I slept well, other than peeing often.  For as often as I went, I didn't fill the jug even a quarter full.  Ugh... hate that.  I did finish the steak yesterday.  Quite a good meal.  Not as good as ribeye, but not bad.  A bit much fat, but all the protein I could dream of.  

Planning the meal for the day is getting easier.  Keeping meats thawed is the biggest trick.  Bacon and eggs for lunch, but fewer all around.  Have it more often.  But all the planning in the world is great, until I can't eat that much, or don't like it.  Or, on some day, just... can't cook.  The other difficulty is getting enough protein.  No matter how much I stuff into the meal, natural and produced, it is still a struggle to even hit 113... the technical low bar.  My real goal is 150 to 200, and as close to, or over, 200 as possible.

I think, today, it is 153, so far.  Perhaps another chicken thigh, if I can handle it.  Yes, I've planned it in.  But actually eating it is another thing.  That porterhouse took care of protein!  At 132, at least... Still?  That only got me most of the way.  I still had to sort out other.  And, so full from that, eating other meats was out of the question.  Mostly powder and egg whites carried me over.  I am going to have to add a lot more egg whites to my storage though.  If, mostly, I will depend on protein powder.  

I would like enough for a cup of egg whites a day, so about ten containers?  That... might be price... hmm... that would be about $50 to $60 a month, and is replacing other things in my diet.  So... yea, maybe.  Powders, so far, are about $60 for the month, at two doses a day.  Though some I am looking at are a bit more expensive, or similar.  None are less expensive.

Still, for a third of my "food" bill, for eating right, and basing my nutrition on protein?  I... think that might be reasonable.  Most people honestly don't eat right.  I certainly haven't been.  Still miss a lot.  It's a long slog, and I can't seem to die, so I'd like to try to get things sorted a bit.  And, maybe, figure out how to begin swimming again.  With the right food program, I could see that being much more useful this time around.  Gosh, but figuring out the world is quite a thing, doubly so for a triple plus dead guy.

Hmm?  Oh, I best get breakfast started.  I set the alarm for the girls.  Will get the rabbits around sunup... or an hour or two later anyway.  A shower, as soon as I wake a bit.  Then dishes in, and another load of laundry set to go.  I am sure I will get to it today.  Almost sure.  Mostly sure.  Later.

Not the fastest kid on the block.

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Breakfast and lunch down.  Blood sugar was 159 fasting.  I meant to take insulin with one of the meals, but forgot.  Probably a good thing.  Blood sugar, just an hour after my last meal, is down to 118 all by itself.  Yes, I guess that is serious low carb.  As I approach better numbers, it always gets a bit peculiar.  There isn't a better term for it.

I combined the fatted coffee and chia breakfast, along with protein powder.  That... cut fats by a lot.  Not a bad little meal, though next time I won't add quite so much coffee.  I am used to filling the jar three quarters of the way up, not a third, withal else.  Still, a nice way to get it all and cut fats.  I cut cream by a third, or more.  Very, very nice.

The porterhouse was for lunch.  Well, half of it.  Oh my but these are big steaks.  There are only four cuts of beef I eat, and one isn't actually a cut.  Ribeye is my prime choice, chuck roast is next, then porterhouse/t-bone, as actual cuts.  Sometimes sirloin can be okay, but not really on my list, as often it is far too lean and chewy.  The last choice, of course, is burger.  I never thought I would consider 93% lean as a real choice, but... yea, it actually works out just fine.  Then I can have more CREAM on stuff!  Yeah!

The rabbits were finally fed and watered.  Still, it's not noon, so...  It's good.  And I have my alarm set for rewatering at 16:00.  It was 8 most of the night, then, again, dropped to 6 F right at dawn, and now has come up to 23 as best as I can read it.  Warm enough that, when the sun strikes, say, a tin roof on one of the outbuildings, the snow melts... what is left.

As well, I believe I am going to begin figuring out how to get the rabbits to breed.  I'll bring one of the does in to a secondary pen I have open.  Actually, put her in with the buck.  Maker sure they do their thing.  Then give them an hour, before separating them.  Then, put her into that side cage.  And, tonight, let them have another go at it... for an hour... before taking her back to her usual pen.  Then... marking the date in my calendar... setting it for thirty days... and begin checking for tufts of fur... having nesting boxes ready to go... see if we can get her going.  Then, tomorrow, set up another buck and another doe.  Actually, I can get them both going today.  That should make tracking easier.

Any others are going to be difficult.  I need more cages.  Maybe get the does into the bigger, closer, cages?  Ugh.  It's all possible.  It will just mean some juggling of cages, logistic problems and solutions, temporary housing (in the very short term), and such.  Which is part of why it hasn't been done yet.  But, today, maybe.

I got the laundry turned, and in the dryer.  I should get more together, to feed the washing machine.  As well, I need to get a shower, then begin setting up dishes.  Too much?  Maybe.  If I get in too deep, I'll just work my way out, as I always do.  If I can go from a dead stop to a sprint, for a few days, great.  Odd how sometimes I can work really well, hard, actually put in some effort.  When most of the time I can't even think my way through to more then going pee when I should... and that isn't a guarantee.  I've sat there and shaken my leg for hours, because I just... couldn't... remember... or realize... I needed to go.  My body knew, I didn't.  Ugh.

I will have the rest of the steak for dinner.  Pretty darned good.  I'd like to have some veggies, too.  Steamed broccoli, cauliflower, and carrots, with butter, salt, and pepper.  Hmm, and maybe kefir.  Yes, very very good.  Actually, I may have a small glass of kefir now, to get the first and biggest part of the steak going.  It's... some of it... most of it?  Is just sitting there.  Kefir... helps.  Later.

Awake late.

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No good reason.  I was in bed at 19:24 and asleep by 19:24:30.  I went out like a light bulb.  I did wake, had to pee all night it seemed.  Though that is usual, not abnormal, for me, regardless of my wishes.  I didn't even wake, so that I would check the time, until around 04:00.  Then, it was half passed before I could sort my way out of bed.

If I felt better, more rested, I wouldn't even mind.  As is, for the first time in a long time, I am waking with a headache which is persisting beyond getting out of bed and dressed.  Not a terrible headache, just an annoying little one.  I wouldn't even mention it, save that it is the first one in... months?  Definitely weeks, if more probably into months.

Still?  I got to things right away.  The girls were fed, being this late.  Earlier than they would often get fed, but...  Well, and Sam was really begging.  Some days I yield to that.  Then, I trimmed my whiskers with the electric trimmer.  In prep, it is hoped, for an actual shave after a shower.

While prepping for the shave, I decided to empty the waste bucket in in there, and get the towels into the wash.  That bucket, for as small as it is, sure held a lot of material!  It filled a smaller bag, one I use for kitchen sized bins.  While a lot of it was fluff, it really refused to compress.  Still, done.  And, decided to take it right out on, and so grabbed the barrels from the curb while I was at it, and stowed them in their places.

I get the towels going in the wash.  And decided to tinker with  the kefir.  Bad move.  I don't have anymore milk.  Still, I have one draining.  I worked about half of it through the fine sieve.  The rest is just resting while I consider what else to do.  And, for the first in a while, I then brushed my teeth.  I know, but shut up.  I haven't been doing well, very able, or else, lately.

Still, heck of a start for the morning.  And, that's just a start.  After I actually finish waking, the goal is a shower, shave, and setting up dishes.  Hitting those to completion, and getting another load in and through.  Plus, another load of laundry, plus some of that upstairs to be sorted.  This week is planned to be an industrious week.  Boxes broken down, things sorted... mostly looking for things to throw out.  The kitchen and bathroom cleaned.  My bedroom upstairs sorted.  Perhaps blankets and sheets given a wash.  Vacuuming up there.  Well... that is the plan.  I best take some painkillers.  The headache is worsening, but I don't want to let it get in the way.

Breakfast?  How about a steak?  These were bigger than anticipated.  I'm thinking... this steak will be both breakfast and supper.  Perhaps with a few eggs on the side, for breakfast.  As well as a fatted coffee.  No, my fatted coffees are no longer 500 calories, they are, at most, 205, if often half to a quarter that.  I love the heavier ones, but that cuts into my real food, so a tablespoon will do most of the time.  Still, I write it as 205 calories, just to weight the thing in my favor.  If, once or twice a week, I double it.  But I am honest in my logging, too.  I only cheat one way, in favor of weight loss.  As if that were helping.  But I am definitely losing size.  Down to 36/38 on my pj's.  The 40s were falling off, couldn't rope em' tight enough to stay up.  Ugh.

Well... so be it.  After or as I am waking, I better get the grill going.  Later.

Second chores.

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The rabbits were quite happy to see me.  Their waterers hadn't hard frozen, but most of them were no longer able to pass water through.  Not only that, but the sun peaked out.  I was so bleary-eyed, getting tired, that I am not even sure if it was fully out, or just much brighter through whatever.  But it was wonderful, whichever.

Bacon, too.  Just a few pieces.  Life is good, but bacon can improve even that.  Well, and throw in some sunshine, and I had a good day.

I didn't get to everything I wanted finished or even started.  But I did what I could.  Sleep will hit like a hammer.  I will let it.  I might even leave the door open.  Oddly, though, the girls don't come up much anymore.  I think it is simply too cool, even with the door open?  I'm not sure.  Though Sam is getting pretty old, and Sassy is... pretty heavy.

I'll get a shower first thing, then start the day up.  Oh, the alarm on the phone didn't work.  Had to sort it out.  Seems the 'do not disturb' included alarms and calendar events.  I changed that.  Will see if it works tomorrow.  It won't be, sundown, getting any earlier at this point.  So I set up an alarm for 16:00 daily.  Not only will that let me to get out while there is still some day, perhaps even sunlight, it will let me know it is time to begin shutting down for the night.  Chores, any last things maybe, turning the furnace down, then hitting it by 18:00 to maybe 20:00.  I'll try, for as long as it will work.  Goodnight.

Kefir.

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For me, almost an addiction.  I sure missed the stuff.  Having a bit too much today, one more than planned.  But it is rather light on calories and else.  Some days I just need more food.  Today is one of them.  The thing is, I have to watch my kefir intake, simply because kefir output has limits.  I can only make just so much, just so fast, without going industrial.  I just can't scale much.

The girls have been hungry as bears, themselves.  And, yes, they get extra too.

I am not sure I'll get a shower in.  Though that is the hope.  I have given up on bacon and eggs, for today.  But that sounds so good again, I'll have that for breakfast.  Not just two eggs, as was the plan since they were to be extra today.  Four, maybe five, fried in bacon fat.  As fat as bacon starts out, I'm not sure it's anything nearly as fatty as they suggest when it is finally crisped.  It just can't be.  I put in the cut halves of three pieces, pull out carboard like brittle bits, and leave a pool of lard.  It's got some fat still too it, but nowhere near what they say.  I think they just tried to frighten people away from a healthy food.

I may have a few pieces of bacon, though.  It's... been a while.  And, the kefir doesn't quite make up for what all I was going to have.  It's just I don't want to cook eggs, too, tonight.  And, since I haven't finished all the work, I don't get all the treats.  But... bacon!  Maybe.

Well, on to... getting ready for bed, most likely.  I may bring the bins in.  Do some bacon.  Tinkering with the game a bit more.  Turn the furnace down.  And maybe, just maybe, get a shower.  Oh, and tonight I will definitely get slow acting insulin down.  Ugh... I keep missing, this medicine, or that, or this time, or... it's been rough.  Later, or goodnight, and day, and afternoon.  Possibly good morning to you foreigners.  

Chores, cats, and myself.

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Doing the chores was brutal.  It just felt cold as the devil out there.  Odd thing, it is up to 14 F.  It had been 8 most of the night, then dropped to 6 a bit before "dawn" which had me worried this time.  With it being overcast, I wondered that a drop was indicating further drops, not just the coldest right before dawn thing.  But, nope.  Then again, 8 felt warmer than 14 does now, somehow.  If that 6 was brutal for some reason.

Anyway... the rabbit cages are frosted.  I couldn't see in.  They could see out, but were still a bit why with the frost.  Fed, watered, and some of them petted.  Petting a few of them, once in while, keeps them somewhat used to humans.  They really aren't very human friendly, but some.

I gave the girls some of those chops.  Then fed them again just a bit later.  They seem to hungry.  So, I feed them.  I... understand.  Going through the serious hungers myself.  I'll check their litter in a bit, too.  I really want to keep back up on that.  Litter gets much more expensive if it isn't maintained.  It's almost time to order, or get, more.  I went to order, but what I ordered last time had jumped to twice the price.  No.  It was already at a premium price.  I wasn't doubling the premium and everything else.  Cat food, too, is jacked.  I have... some... of each.  I can wait a while.  But not a year.  People are going to start dumping their pets, as they did last time.  There is no way people can afford pet food and litter doubling.

I am resting.  Had sardines, skipped the crackers.  I have decided, if I have bacon and eggs again, I want a single slice of toast.  I had a potato earlier, so... still...  Now, I forgot to dose with that, so blood sugar jumped to 159.  I was going to dose with the sardine, but forgot again.  Blood sugar is now 128, so... glad I didn't, actually.  Though I may take a smaller dose with bacon and eggs, if I go ahead with the toast.  To be honest, cold as it is, I need carbs.  There is a time for them.

Anyway... I'll relax, just a bit, then get a shower in.  Then, perhaps, set up some dishes and get some laundry going, plus take some clean laundry upstairs.  Not... all at once.  But... in some order or fashion.  If I get all that going, I'll make bacon and eggs.  Well, and bring the bins back in.  Yea.  Yes.  I want to get through the dishes today, so I can shower, again, tomorrow.  Then do more dishes.

Well... I best get relaxed so I can get to work.  Amen.

Those chops were about perfect.

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At first, being so thin, I didn't think they were bone-in.  They were.  Actually not a bad thing, just a surprise.  I love when the bone and meat right on it crisp up.  Delicious.  So thin, though, that two minutes on each side was all it took.  Now, remember, I want my pork done.  These were perfect, or as perfect as I can grill a meat.

Kefir, as well.  I am... eating a bit more of that than I probably should.  Plus a potato.  Nothing fancy, but it works well.  Sardines, this afternoon.  With crackers.  I think I'll have the lemon sardines, in olive oil.  Wild caught, but most sardines are.  If you can handle them, sardines are some exceptionally nutritious foods.  Just be careful who packages, where they come from, and such.  If it's from China, NorK, or even Japan at this point, I'd steer clear.  It's the radiation near Japan, but it's the governments involved with the others, and even more nations.  

Plus, if you ever learn to like the fish, you will generally not have to worry about anyone stealing those.  Thieves generally have as good of taste as morals.  If it isn't in a soda can, or chip bag, they don't want it.  Then again, they don't seem to be alone in these times.  If... that's... probably at least part of the problem?

Chores?  Right.  Yes.  I'll get on those.  It's not too late.  Might even be able to reset the waterers before it is dark again?  Maybe, but it... gets dark early, and with the fog and overcast, so very fast.  No lingering light in the evening.  It's like a shade got pulled, and that is that.  I just looked it up.  Sunset, tonight, is a bit after 17:30.  I don't know.  I could try... set an alarm for 16:00?  On my phone?  I'll... see if that will work.

After chores, and some rest, I would like to get a shower in.  And, sometime, perhaps check the trash and recycling, see if they went out.  Or... if they at least got the trash.  The thing is, they might still pick it up.  I don't think I have ever seen them pass by later than, say, 13:30?  Though even that isn't a guarantee.  Just, usually, they are done by early afternoon.  Still don't know if it is a recycling day...  A quick check, and... probably.  Unless folk up and down the street also made a mistake.  But, I thought most of them had at least the trash out before I got mine out.  Couldn't see whether they had recycling out already, too, though.  Still, most likely a good hit.

Still waiting on kefir.  And, other than sardines, crackers, and a fatted coffee, I am probably finished with food for the day.  Probably.  I get so hungry!  The cold just... and it's not just me.  Sam and Sassy both get pretty piggy when the weather closes in.  So... the plan is that this is that.  But... I just... can't promise that.  If I have something else, I will try to keep it small.  Say... two eggs, three pieces of bacon (it is, at least, thin), and maybe one of those... no... with crackers along with sardines, no bread, even low carb.  I can only 'afford' one carb thing a day, and then try to make it every other day at most.  Skipping three or four days if I can trick myself to forget.

Yes, on to chores.  A rest.  A shower.  Setting up some dishes.  Checking kefir... keep hoping it will rip a bit.  Then maybe a load of laundry, and some of the washed laundry on upstairs.  I would... like to start sorting and storing laundry more rightly again.  Bit by bit, will try to retake the small gains I have made in my world.  I wish I could find a woman.  Not to do it all, just to... help.  Yes, she would end up doing a lot of it.  And she would be rewarded.  But, too, I might end up doing more, and more the things I like to do, but at her request.  Plus... women... are good to have around for... a... number of reasons.  Innit?  ;p  And they really aren't that difficult to capture.  Give em' a rope, tell them to tie a knot, and... you got it!  Just... saying.  Not difficult at all.  Later.