Overcast.

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Very unusual.  It has become totally overcast.  It must have come down from the north?  I can't be certain.  There is almost no air movement, from breezes to gusts.  Maybe a little air is just... moving?  Slightly.  There is that feel, but not indications of it.  So, if so, it is just a general mass air displacement.  Couldn't call it a wind, or even breeze.

It is 72 out there, 74 in the main of the house, and 76 up here in front.  It is 65% humidity outdoors, 49% indoors.  Very unusual.  Rain, I'm just...  While I can't believe it, I can't believe otherwise?  Soon or late, more soon than late if I had to say.  Even, as suggested, if I can't believe it.  It sure is threatening.  Promising?  Promising.

I should get to dishes before long.  Yes, I put laundry in.  Not sure if I want to put it out to dry though.  So, may just stick it in the dryer, on fluff.  Then give it a finish on low.  Not sure I'll do more laundry.  If I have enough colors, I will.  But the whites I will wait upon, until I am sure I can put it out to dry.  I don't trust today.

A few calls, and bills managed, today?  I best, before going on to bed.  I want to get the dishes rinsed, dried, and put up.  Well, they are in a rinse, so dried, and put out to air dry.  That is what I meant.  Then get a shower.  Then make some calls?  Yes, that sounds about right.  And, if I can do more, I will probably get up and finish the upstairs.  I'll work on the boxes this evening, when I wake, or when I am next able to work.

Dishes, though, and laundry, I'll do ongoing, feel like it or not.  But the boxes, and items, sorting those, I really need  to have my mind in the game.  Not perfect, but... not bad.  Better than I have been doing, and continuing, pieces at a time.  Well, on to dishes, then a shower.  A break, and then back on upstairs.

I have been looking at motorcycles.  Oh, sure, a 115 cc bike could haul me around.  But I would look silly, for one thing.  But the size and balance would always be a bit out of trim.  I'd have to be doing extra work just to ride.  Then again, a 1600 cc would be trouble right now.  Too much bike, too fast.  I am more thinking along the lines of an adventure bike, in the mid range.  Though, maybe, another type if the price and all else was just right.  Even a cruiser, or sportster, or even a touring if those are usually exorbitant.  I'd really have to know why they were selling such a bike for such a low price.

Now, I'm not sure how to transport the bike, until I get a license.  How to get training.  That is a bit of a trick.  But, I am certain, people do it every day, or... pretty much.  Actually, with the population of the world, they probably do it by the thousands, around the world, every day, hundreds of thousands?  Maybe, or something more in that range.  Later.

Dishes started.

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Plus, a few boxes brought out from this front room, into the living room, to be sorted.  And, about six boxes taken from the spare bedroom into the living room, with the same plans.  It is down to 74 near the machine, and 62 outside.  The sun is up, just not out.  But it will be coming out before long, and then heating up.

There are heavy rain type clouds to the east and west, enough to block the sun to this point, and for a bit more.  But the sky between is wide open.  It could end up raining, hereabouts, soon.  Or not.  It just depends on whether the clouds can hold, whether more moisture arrives, if there might be some cold from the north to bump into it, or enough moisture from the south.  Unlikely.  But, then, clouds are unlikely currently.  But... there they are.

Breakfast is being made.  I haven't eaten a chia breakfast in a long time.  Or, mostly, any breakfast.  And, really, rarely have I eaten lunch, dinner, or more than an occasional snack.  Not losing weight, not changing in size, just... staying as I am.  But, no matter, it is time to get back to things, as and if possible.

I am just waiting for breakfast to soak up the water, then I'll heat it and eat it.  Using room temp water, instead of hot water, to soak it.  I finally realized, this spring, that chia "blossoms" much better with room temp or even cool water than it does with hot water.  So strange, but okay.

After breakfast, I'll give it about another half hour to hour, then hit the dishes, take a shower, set up another load of dishes.  And, maybe, in there, start a load of laundry.  Or, really, probably after I finish this post.  Nothing fancy.  It won't be much.  I don't have enough for larger loads.  But... I'll... get to it, what I have to do.

I am loving that I am able to start.  Maybe not much, or fast, but a start.  And, I think I'll get to some or all of those boxes after dishes and a break, and the laundry right away, and... breakfast before too long.  I have managed Sassy's litter again, already.  If I happen to be out there, and notice, I'll fix it.  Otherwise I forget, for too long.  Later.

Finally, a start.

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Down to 75 at 46% humidity, right here near the computer, 73 in the main or less, 63 outside with 65%, 61%, humidity, or such.  A few higher or lower, just can't remember.

Trash got gathered and taken out, after clearing and cleaning the freezertop, and putting rice in for a five day freeze.  I cleared some of the counters, which is part of why trash was taken.  The canister rebagged.  I'll set dishes up after this, and maybe begin just a bit more clearing of the counters.  Not quite ready to really tear into those, but... I'll do what I can, for a starter, as dishes rinse a final time.

I am hoping to get laundry going.  I'd like to get one to three loads done and what will go, out on the lines, through the cooler part of today, and with what will fit, and dry, through the day.  The last load will be whites.  I like to do my bleaching as a final load, so that any residue will be inert by the time I do another load.

Oh, while in the freezer, I pulled meat.  I have four or five packs out for the week.  Two are rather small, two larger, and one is a whole chicken.  I plan to split that, when thawed, and grill it open.  A way to dine well without heating the house.  I haven't been all that hungry, right until I become famished.  Yeah.

I am looking over atv's, and motorcycles again.  I doubt if I would get an atv.  If I were to want a second vehicle, it would be a midweight bike, in the 500 to 900cc range, give or take.  An easy bike, not a dragster, Harley, Goldwing, more of a midsize adventure bike, or dual dirt sport.  Though, to be honest, I'm... not even sure about that.  Just a thought.  Probably used, at that, if so.

It would depend on, of course, sale of the place.  But, too, whether I stay in-country more than a bit.  There is a good chance I will store a few things, toss much, get a passport, and go.  If I can't immediately get to where I want to go, I could probably get to somewhere passible until I can get further.  The trick, to my mind, would be to go where I could get in... but along the path to where I am more thinking of going.  Though, too, there are two countries on my mind.  One is open, the other is conditionally open... dependent on a pcr (?) test result.  In spite of everyone knowing those are notoriously awful at indicating illness, of any kind.  However, one of the countries is very far away, and finding safe travel, for an unvaxxed, might be tricky.  The other country, I could get a few countries away, without vax or test.  And just wait for it to open.  Or, if that just isn't happening, move on, in a checkerboard fashion, toward the other goal.

I really don't think a new or newer truck, and building out a rig, would be wise.  Even if they don't crack down on roamers (which I think they will be), between truck and rig, it would cost $100k for a project that would become, pretty much, worthless in ten years.  And, while boondocking sounds like free living, the reality is far from it.  Finding a place to boondock, food, fuel, repairs, and else?  Plus, not sure how much you could practically boondock (wild camping)?  Maybe a third to half the time?  Even at two thirds of the time, that would leave ten days of paid camping, which would be, what, $50 a night?  So $500?  And, really, I have heard many who try to boondock often, still set aside $900 a month for paid billets.  Well more than my current rent.  Because sometimes the wild just isn't open.  It's... not free, easy, or cheap.  Oh, and you have to schedule rentals weeks or months in advance.  Perhaps a year in some spots?

It just isn't what some think.  And, a lot of those people end up homeless, living out of dead rv's, on the east coast, or major city in any of a number of states.  Can't afford a place anymore, can't afford repairs, can't afford much.  Just living out of a trashed hauler, rv, camper, or such, in some horrible city.  Until someone chases them out and takes it over, or kills them and takes it over.  Lots of people are going to find themselves... in hell.  No way out.  Well, and it could well get worse for one of a thousand reasons.

Oh, but don't let them frighten you.  I am not afraid.  I am simply looking at what is happening, what is going to happen, and deciding where I want to be when whatever happens does happen.  I'm not really welcome here, not a part of things.  The boomers and millennials own it.  They are running things.  Running them into the ground, but with the absolute cocksure confidence of Charles Manson.  I don't really want to be a part of it.  And I'm not welcome, with my bigoted, racist, views.  Wait until they realize the rest of the world is far more worldly than they ever imagined, and is... on my side.  In this one case.  We know.  We know.  We know what they are going to find out when they have completely run out of denial, or any capacity for it, and begin murdering those little lambs they hold so dear.  Or... thought they did.  It was always one way.  As numbers changed, and the masks come off, they will realize why they used to do what they did.  And return to it.  And, yes, I will just as likely be on the list, as much for knowing it in advance, as for being a non-white.  *grins*

Partly cloudy out there.  Mostly to the east and west.  Fairly moist this morning... feels tacky, especially for as cool as it is.  Oh... best get dishes soaking, then maybe start a load of laundry.  Ah, and I found an extra number of hundreds of dollars.  I'll... get some things done today.  A few calls, a few bills.  All good.  Ugh.  

Though, buying a bike, if I am going to be around for a bit longer, might not be bad.  To learn in America, where there is room to turn around, would be far better than trying to learn in a vastly more crowed tiny little foreign country, where driving is a new thing, terribly emotional, and very fast for the crowds and road conditions.  I would like to think they aren't as much drinkers or stoners as Americans, but honestly?  From Russia to Vietnam to Brazil, my guess is there are vastly more drunk and stoned drivers than America ever saw at her worst.  So... if things came through, I might well get a motorcycle right away, and begin hitting it immediately.

Later.

68...

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Last I looked, outside.  Not all that cool.  Indoors, up here in front, it is only down to 78.  Actually, anywhere in the house is 77, save maybe upstairs?  Ugh.  I just checked, 68 outdoors.  It just isn't cooling off.  Though there is a decent wind going, with a breeze and wind, interspersed with minor gusts.  So, that makes it feel cooler.  But, really, it just isn't cool.

There is a reasonable chance it will cool enough for me to get to some work.  I keep trying.  I am just beyond my capacity, from even the mid 70s and of course on up.  I overheat just thinking about working.  I am taking care of Sassy, making sure she has food, clearing her litter, giving her attention.  Even for her, until it gets to the low 70s, being around me makes her too hot.  The fan(s) would help, but the sound is just too much... well, and the blowing.  I get that.  I'm a cat people.  I don't hold that against her.

Oh, I received a call.  One of the potential buyers.  Suggesting they may be able to go there.  The one I dropped the big number on?  Makes me nervous.  Then again, probably not.  But, who knows.  That, now, talking with them, or this or that... gives me a bit of an upset stomach.  I should know more within the month.

Though, regardless if I am staying or going... I want to get the house cleared.  A lot more things to go away.  Boxes of notes, many books, clothes I haven't worn in forever, if ever?  Objects, parts, pieces, for the house, vehicles... one no longer owned, furniture I won't get taking... so many things to go away.  Though, mostly, I need to sort what I do want to take.

I really do think a travel trailer will be bought.  Though, initially, just for putting stuff in.  I would like to develop the inside for hauling including tracking for tiedowns and some fixed tiedowns for very specific zoning of areas, insulate very powerfully, run basic electrical with easy access runs, add in a brown water and fresh water tank, and a few other things.  As well, I hope to be able to get upgraded tires and extra clearance from the start, maybe a more powerful fan at the start, and some better things.  Adding them later is often much more expensive, time-consuming, and possibly of lower function and quality.

I am even thinking of considering a new vehicle... F-250, Ram 2500, that sort... to make sure it can haul the thing, with water, batteries, and such.  Plus, as a toy hauler, maybe a motorcycle, or an atv, for alternative motation, or a way to town if something goes wrong.  Spooky.  That's a lot of work, a lot of money, a lot of time, and else.  Still, maybe.  Though, with some care, the Xterra might be able to run a smaller rig, especially just used as a belongings carrier alone, for a while.  Right now, bigger trucks are costing nosebleed fortunes.  There are used, but those are pretty nasty too.  I'd wait for prices to lower, in either of those markets.  It's... coming.  Layoffs, even at tech.  But everywhere.  And no more stimmy money for those big or pricey items.  I suppose they could try to dump repos in the ocean, to try to keep prices ups, but that eventually won't work... one way or the other.

Just thinking, while I wait for the world to cool.  The freezer top is the priority, leading to dishes.  And several loads of dishes are next on the list.  Then counters in the kitchen.  Later.

Pretty warm.

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Summer is finally hitting it's normal stride.  To be fair...  Wait!?!  Something seems strange.  It is reading 84 to 87 in this front room, 80 in the rest of the house?  It was 77/76 upstairs.  So, yes, it was hot.  But... let me check outdoors.  Something seems... different?  Then again, it may just be a hot wind, and maybe the sun is just... let me check.

Wow.  It is 76, and falling out there!  The wind is a rather cool wind.  And it is overcast?  In July?  I'll take it.  Don't know if it will actually rain, but it sure feels like it could.  Sort of amazing.  I hurried and opened everything up, including the front door.  A degree drop in a minute, though I think it will drop much faster, shortly.  The curtain between the front and back of the house is often going out as much as thirty to forty degrees, as air billows through.  Cool air.

I can hope I can cool enough to get to some work yet this evening, but not promises.  The heat has been kicking my legs out from under me.  Staying awake, for long, sleeping much, having a regular day, all gone.  As mentioned, even upstairs is hot.  Hmm... I may shut the ac off, and open a few windows... see if that might help?  Maybe not.  If it gets much cooler, into the mid 50s or cooler, I will.  As is, even with wind and such, with the roof collecting heat, it just won't get cool up there, at this temp.  It would be up to 80 or 90 in no time.  Even with 'passive' solar, from a cloudy sky.  The sun is becoming stronger, again, finally, sort of.  It is merely that a weather front is moving in, or through.  As mentioned, this usually doesn't happen until mid-August.  So...  But I will gladly take it.  Some rain wouldn't be bad, either.  Unpossible!  But there it is.

It'll be a bit until I can get to anything worklike.  So, for now, I will just sit, enjoy the heavy breeze to wind to occasional gust, cool as is possible, and look over the internet.  Good day.

I never did get to work.

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While it did hit 62, by an hour or two later, it is up to 80 already?  I just never got cooled down.  For that, I never quite woke up.  I'm... just going to go on up and sleep.  I have tended Sassy.  It got cool enough that she came up and visited me a few times.  I enjoy her company, and miss it when it is too hot.  So, there was that.

Oh... I think it's time for bed.  I have a few more things coming in this week, and soon.  Will see how they do with shipping this time.  Not holding my breath.

Yes, 80, at 10:00, 62 as the low for the night, and just right at the end.  Took all night to almost get partly cool.  Though, really, for June, that's... mildly typical.  It really hasn't hit the potential for brutality, by far.  Although it might be getting there.

I had thought to make some calls, but I am failing far too fast.  Goodnight, or what of it I can do.  Have a great day.

Meh. Now?

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It is 76 throughout the house.  It did, finally, get down to 62 outside, about 64% humidity.  But... it... just isn't cooling off in here.

Still, I'll... get to the freezertop, dishes, and probably laundry.  Get a shower in.  Make a call or two this morning.  And... well... do what else I can.  But I think I can do that.  Maybe make something to eat.  Then go on to bed... when I can... or must.

All but one more thing from amazon is due in.  Though, one thing was canceled, so I have reordered it, and a few other things.  Will see if they do any better.  But, did it almost on impulse.  Oh well.  Will see if they can deliver somewhat on time, now.  Now that they seem to have found my place again.  Or... one of the drivers.  Bleh.

Later.

Interesting.

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Now, this guy is rigging these systems in a van.  Not... where I'd be doing it.  I'd have a lot more room to work.  That is, in a, say, 7' x 16' to 20' toy hauler or cargo trailer.  Still, if he can jam these things in a van, a trailer would be easy.  Mountings to hoses, wires, and else, would be terribly easy.  As well, I could get most of this up in the front, leaving the back end for hauling things, or for a minor vehicle or two... think bike and atv.  Yes, this... could work.  And, it is more recent.  With more modern tech.

Not very pleasnt.

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It only got to 72, last I saw.  Outside.  Indoors, it is 80 near the machine, 77 in the rest of the house.  If it doesn't cool down outside, it just stays hot in here.  Even at 60, outdoors, it will only get down to the mid 70s... about 73 to 76.  That's as good as it gets.  I doubt if even the upstairs is all that cool.  In the mid to low 70s.  And... those temps mean I don't feel good, and can't do as much.

I have been tripping all over myself lately.  Becoming exhausted at the least amount of work.  And just not recovering even when I can sleep.  Well, and not being able to sleep sometimes.  This is deep summer.  To be expected.  I guess, as good as I had gotten with regard to heat tolerance, I had some hope that I'd be able to push a little further, despite the heat.  But... nope.  It is just too much.

I kept hoping it would cool, or I would feel better.  But it looks like, if I want to get anything done, I will have to push through now.  It won't get cooler.  It simply isn't going to work.  I will have to do things, or just go on to bed, and hope tomorrow is cooler.  But... it won't be.  It won't begin to get cooler until August, and if at all mostly typical, not until mid-August.  Perhaps as late as early to mid-September, as it sometimes does that, too.

Yea, I'll get to clearing the freezer.  Oh, and putting the rice I recently purchased in the freezer.  Leave it for five days, and that takes care of the bug eggs they put in to try to make you have to buy more if you aren't careful.  For them, it's all about the money.  If the fda will allow them to put some percent of non-rice, or instant potato, or such?  They will make sure it is bug eggs, bugs that will live on that stuff.  It isn't an accident, or incident.  Weaponized.  All of them.

Hmm... perhaps a bottle of perrier, before I start.  Just something, something.  It's been a while.  Then get on to the freezertop, resetting dishes, and a cursory beginning to the counters in there.  Later.

Yes, well, it's getting hotter.

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Then again, it is midafternoon, when I awoke.  Nearly 19:00, not quite.  It was 77 near me, 75 further into the room, if fans and ac made it seem a bit cooler.  Still, it's... warm.  Outdoors, when I looked, was 88 or 90?  With 34% humidity.  It was 88 in the front room.  Strangely, it is cooling in here?  Very strange.  But it seems rather warm.  It is 77 in the rest of the house, pretty much everywhere.

Though, that was an hour and change ago.  In this front room, it is down to 85?  Weird.  I should check around again.  It feels hot in here, but that is a three degree drop, and with me in here and the machines and a lamp on.  Very strange.  Okay... Still 77 in the main, 84 out here by the other meter, 76 outside, at about 37% humidity.  And, it feels much cooler than even that, outside.  I've opened up the house, and... yes!  Much better.  There is good airflow, outside, as well.  The fan can help, but not do much on it's own.  Like paddling with one small emergency paddle.  But, with it and the air movement, it is like one main rower, with two good paddles, and a second rower with that little one, for steerage and an occasional extra boost.  Oh, that's... delicious!  It'll still take a while to cool off.

I get the sense that rain could be showing before long.  Are we already back into a second monsoon season?  Usually that doesn't start until August, but I'm pretty sure that is what this is.  Usually doesn't start until sometimes early, more often late, August.  Though, the first week or three can be dry as a desert bone.  Then again, it might just crash and boom right out of the box.  The world is... changing.  Oh, hush about that stupid.  You aren't right, the people you read aren't right, everything you think you know is wrong.  Here's your ticket.

I had wondered if it was a weather war.  To be honest, though, now I believe the same people who are drying up the SouthWest in America... are the same people flooding China.  More, I do believe politicians, on both sides, are all for it.  You don't have friends, only enemies, at the elite levels, at this point.  Heck, they will kill themselves and their own to get more of you to follow suit.  They... don't... care?  They are completely owned.  And they hate you.

Still, we will see what we see.  I think they slip, lose control.  That is an ongoing effort.  There are many, but numbers don't mean anything.  God's will is what is important.  And, I would advise, faith can move mountains.  And else.  If it be in God's will, so be it, however it goes.  I, personally, don't think this is the time, for more than a major change in leadership... the one thing they are all trying to avoid.  It won't effect most people, negatively.  Actually, it would improve a lot of things, if done the right way.  Nothing is perfect here, but having leaders who understand they are servants, not masters, is the better way.

If I can cool off, wake up, I'll get going.  Again, to the freezertop, dishes, and laundry.  Then to more boxes into and sorted through, in the living room.  A few more from in this room, and the spare bedroom, plus what is in there already.  That is one of the more frustrating types of effort for me.  Then, upstairs.  To clear, vacuum, and powder the rest of the room.  Then let that set for... until Saturday?  Friday?  Something.  Then vacuum the powder.  Oh, I just powdered the stairs.  I'm not going to vacuum those twice.  Just once, at the end.

If I can get the things packed, stowed, tossed, as indicated, I'll get the keeper boxes into the master bedroom, take down the spare bedroom and get those stacked neatly, then hit floors.  Vacuuming them, then powdering them as I did upstairs.  Maybe spraying for bugs.  If I can get the floor opened up and things stored well, I may put Sassy up for a few days, and spray for bugs around the place.  Using one thing for the trim, and another stuff for the carpets, beside the powder.  I am so tired of boxelder bugs!  And, even spiders have become a bit much.  Mostly down here, but...  Yes, I would like to get some things done.

Oh, and I'll try to push, after dishes, to the counters, oven, stovetop, and cupboards.  Work, work, work.  I have about two and a half weeks.  Ah, I got the call, from the inspector.  I told him I'd be ready around August 1st.  Thankfully he wasn't in my driveway, waiting.  Though, most likely, they have looked the place over.  Google or whatever else.  Plus, just maybe, a drive-by, and probably a peek-in if they went to the trouble.  Yeah, I get it.  I might well do it, if actually interested.

Other than the kitchen, the place isn't bad.  Just... bachelor busy.  A guy just can't keep up!  No guy, or straight guy, or... yea.  Can't.  Keep.  Up.  I had hoped to have a wife by now.  Just isn't going to work out.  I can't, as mentioned, afford an American woman, not in America.  I am not interested in a second paycheck, even if she spent it replacing the homework I would wish of her.  Women, in America, have choices.  Marriage doesn't seem to be one of them.  So be it.

Hmm?  already down to 83, here at the the machine.  Needs to cool a good deal more though.  I'll tinker on the web, look over vids, kick around a bit, hoping to cool enough to get to things again.  Later.

Difficult day.

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I was not able to get to work.  I did make coffee, had a bite to eat, got Sassy more food, cleaned her litter, but that was just it.  I have hit some sort of roadblock.  I am exhausted beyond my ability to negotiate.  It feels hot in here, I feel hot.  It only ever got down to 62 as a low, at about 64% humidity, outdoors.  Last I looked, it was at 70, with 68% humidity?  Strange, but okay.  It is much warmer now.

It is 78 in here.  Not sure if I closed everything up.  I'll go check.  Then go on to bed.

It looks like there are actually four packages arriving today.  The practice material, the actual material, a pair of shoes, and water.  I broke down and decided to order a bit more perrier.  Not in the volume I have been.  Only drinking a bottle every few days, to once or twice a week.  It's good for me, just... it's expense has gotten out of hand.  A rare treat only.

Well... after checking windows and such are shut, I'll head on back to bed.  I have been heading there for an hour or two, I just... didn't get there, yet.  It's time.  I kept hoping I would break out of the crushing exhaustion, but that won't happen.  I'll say some prayers for you.  I have what I need and want.  The rest I leave to God's hands.  Come, go, live, die... so be it.  Goodnight.

Up?

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I'm pretty sure I am awake for a while.  It's still pretty warm down here.  Ah, that's why.  It's just down to 68 outside, with 58 percent humidity.  Indoors, it is 73/75 upstairs, but feels cooler, 75 in the main, 77 in this front room with 38 percent humidity.  I did leave the swamp cooler going.  Wanted to see if that would help.  And, that, I think, depends on the temp outdoors.  If it gets cooler, it could.  Strangely.  But if it only gets to 68, as tonight, so far, it's... not very pleasant.  The fan, alone, is best.  Though, perhaps, it is best even then.

After I wake, a bit more, after a coffee, maybe a bite, I'll get to clearing off the freezertop, cleaning it, and reset dishes.  And, maybe, start a load of laundry.  If I can get three small loads, I will.  Getting what I can to the clothes line.  I got some help, when the young men were over to do the rabbits, to get the clothes line tightened.  I would like to, perhaps tomorrow, get my bedding down, again, and airing and sunning.  Then, in a few days or weeks, try to get help tightening the ling again.  Eventually the line will stay taught, no matter what I do.  It is, actually, rather amazing cordage... the stuff they make for clothes lines.  I thought it would rot, out, in one winter.  Not even close.  Then I suspected it would snap, after my first or second tightening, but certainly this one.  Nope.  So... we'll... see just how well it works.  Though, next year, I'll bring it in, I think.

Sassy has been fed, her water is good.  I best check her litter box.  Right after I get my coffee brewed and stewed (adding cool water and some whole cream).  Then, come, sit, and maybe eat something while I wake and ponder the silly world.

It looks like the three items which were listed as being delivered tomorrow are listed as out for delivery today.  And I did get some things yesterday.  So... maybe they found my house again?  Dunno, will find out.  Best... get to... litter and coffee and breakfast.

Have not been able to get up, going.

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I did get some work earlier, there is that.  I got up a few times to use the restroom, feed Sassy, and some other very little things.  Couldn't get going.  I am probably just going on up to sleep for a while longer.  I can't get going.  Failing.  Falling.  Tired.  Sleepy.

Ah, the things that were supposed to still be arriving today have all been relisted as late (or again).  Shoes were supposed to be here yesterday.  I can't remember the other items, but I think they have all been in for days.  Though hadn't been listed as out for delivery, or supposed to arrive, notices until today, save the shoes.  Those were supposed to be here yesterday.

Not sure what is happening.  But it's not good.  Not sure if this is an amazon or ups problem, or a bit of both.  After this, I think I'll have to close my amazon account.  If I need, or want, something, I'll just have to figure out a day and time to go out, somewhere.  It's taking too long, they simply aren't delivering items, they seem to be reselling the items before they reach me, it's a mess.  At this point, I am dealing with walmart, essentially.  And I won't do anything with them, save point of purchase, buy and walk.  I've tried their online system, and between all the ordering problems, and glitches, there is the poor sending process.  They never got to two days, or a good enough price, when the basket wouldn't fail to empty half way through a shopping spree.

I'll check Costco, or that other one.  We have one locally.  I think they will give me a day pass, to look through the store.  If they have smaller multipacks of veggies, soups that aren't too terrible regarding carbs, and such, I may start an account with them.  I know, I could be leaving.  But until that is more certain, I will be stacking away a few more foods in bulk.  Not as fast as I have been.  But, just... a few more areas could be covered.  The doorstep was handy, but it's broken.  So...  Thanks, while it lasted.  But I'm done with amazon.  Fortunately or not.  Then again, I think every shop is in trouble.  Big, small, local, regional, national.  It's all going down, ugly, mean, and dirty.

Later, or actually, goodnight.

I should get on back to work.

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I have enjoyed a bit of relaxation.  It's fairly warm up here, to me, oddly, for whatever reason today.  It's 85, with 38 percent humidity... a bit elevated because I have the swamp cooler going.  And the regular fan.  Still, all good.

I don't know that I will work on the dishes.  Depends on how warm I feel the back area to be.  If it is cool enough, I will just get to it.  If I feel a bit pinched, I'm not going to push it.  I'm looking for volume, not depth, of effort.  I can get one, or the other, but not both.  Not today.

If it is too warm, or if I warm up too much while working out there, I will finish to a reasonable point, then go on up.  I am hoping to at least get the freezertop cleared and cleaned and the dishes reset.  Then I'll set an alarm of some sort upstairs, for an hour.  Going on up to finish the floor, and clear the other table a bit more.  One is set up for the new sewing machine, sewing kit of all sorts, and an ironing wool mat.  The other one I'd like to clear to get the cutting mat a station.  I don't have to clear the whole table, but I need half of it or so.  I am also looking at adding a smaller, or another larger, table, or two... for working with materials.  The main thing is the floor, the sewing stuff is partly on hold, but I wouldn't mind spending a bit of time setting that portion up.  Plus, it will be clearing and cleaning a bit.  So it's not just a single duty event.

Hmm... if I can get to the dishes being reset, I would then start a load of laundry.  Not sure what... I have two big white towels which would do, and some other whites to put in with it.  I think I have enough synthetics.  And, probably, enough colored cotton, cotton/poly.  To be honest, even after years of trying to study, I still... have no idea what I am doing in the laundry room.  Every woman I have know has thought me just jerking with them, but I really just don't know, can't figure it out from what I have read and seen.  I just... do my best and that is that.  As well, I am terrible at getting stains out.  I... have quit.  Though some of my shirts are very old.  There comes a time when stains no longer come out of some things.  Age sucks for everyone and everything.  Only God has that good.

Well... on to it then.

Awake, again.

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A call.  She wanted to speak with Elizabeth.  Wrong number, I apologized.  A drone.  You can tell when it is a human and it is human acting as a bot.  Unpaid student loan?  Left, or even right, as if there is a difference these days, political pollster, or beggar, or influencer.  When the target isn't available, they go from smiley, sunny, to bot.  Drop all pretense and become cold blooded reptilian.  They don't even pretend, and hang up as if tossing a dirty rag.  You know that is how they feel about not just you, but whoever they were calling, most of their friends, and even themselves.

I was awake anyway.  Just... sorting out how, or why, to get up?  No, I... know why.  How, though?  No, when?  Yes, when to get up.  I wasn't feeling quite up to it, but sleep was no longer available.  So... up it was, right then.  I came downstairs, to sit the machine.  But it was a bit fierce.  For whatever reason, the normal temperature for down here feels ugly hot.

What to do?  Ah!  Upstairs.  Cleaning.  Where it is cooler.  So.  Upstairs.  Cleaning.  I got bits and pieces picked up, and about two thirds of the free floor open, then vacuumed, then powdered... with baking soda and diatomaceous earth.  That'll stay down for a few days.  And I'll try to get the rest of the floor cleared, vacuumed, and powdered, even yet today.  I just... wanted... to start.  To say I did something.  And, to have actually done something.  Done?  Started.  Well started.

But, that... was what I could do, cool or no.  So, down to the machine.  I'll take a break, then begin in on the kitchen.  The freezertop needs to be cleared, washed, and let dry.  Then I will start in on dishes.  What is rinsing will be drained and reset.  Then I'll start a load of laundry?  Sure.  Taking a break after that.  Then, back and forth, on dishes and laundry.  Perhaps hitting the counters, and cupboard doors?  Maybe.  Then, back, forth, break, and on.  Until I... either finish for the day, or get up and clear the floor and finish vacuuming and powdering.

Tomorrow?  Continue until dishes are done, laundry is done, the first vacuuming and powdering is done, and the counters and cupboard doors are washed.  I may begin getting rid of plates, and cups, and such.  Keep some?  I do have some of those pseudo disposable, lightweight, walmart specials, that won't likely break.  I could keep those and the bowls from the set.  Only four.  And silverware, flatware that is.  I'll keep that.  But much else will just go.

Pie plates, huge mixing bowls, I may keep one or two casserole rectangles.  But much else will go.  I'll look through my pans.  Probably keep most, for now.  But some of the ugly, cheap even if stainless, will just go.  Same with utensils.  Rollers I have never used, electric to manual devices, just... toss it.  Taking it to charity places seems the thing, but they are drowning in junk.  Junk people don't want, or even know how to use these days.  How many women even use a sifter.  How many young women even know what it is?

Out with the old, I guess.  The new is nothing.  Making do.  If my hands and simple tools can't do it, then I won't do it.  I am planning on looking for a way out and a way on down the road.  A simpler life, here or there.  The idea of car and trailer roading is interesting.  But, as a solo gig, it is a bit much.  More so with fuel either too expensive to afford, the world coming down on "bums", good one or not, or even the end to the availability of fuel.  That... just... this might not be the time for that.  No, if I go, I think I'll head overseas almost immediately.  I don't even think I will be able to find a way to see my mother.  With gas, lodging, and an... only partially welcoming visit?  I... it might be best to just go.

I am alone.  I get that.  Everyone, however, is alone.  No matter what you think.  You... are alone.  Someone may help you, but it isn't... as it seems.  Even if you offer help for free, that doesn't work in this world.  You will either be taken advantage of, for your seeming frailty, or despised for it.  No one here understands actual gifting.  And, if they are doing you a favor, don't take it personal.  They want something, or are doing it for... someone else.  Even I do that, when I do that.  Or at least in part.  What I do for you, especially if you are the least, but even if you are held with esteem in my eyes, I do it for Christ, through you.  So... to a degree, I get that.  Wish other people got it, would accept that, or find that within reason.  Unwelcome, I am.  And, not... totally unfairly.

Time to find another place.  The first thing to go, as I walk out the door, is this.  No t.v., no computer, a change.  Even my cellphone will... be used differently.  Perhaps visits to libraries, as I go to places, and buying books to read if libraries aren't available.  A change in how I learn.  Going back, to a simpler way.  The internet, blogging, has made it seem like I am not alone.  But... I am.  I suppose I have always known it, too.  Just, liked the idea that there might be people out there.  Friends.  Oh, some, lightly, from a distance.  None who would wish to see me in real life.

Anyway...  Yes, a change.  Further and further from a home that... never was?  Perhaps to a better place, if I doubt it.  At this point in life, there isn't a better place.  Just other places.  Places I haven't seen, if all are familiar from one point in my life or another.  Now to take my actual break, look around the web, and then get to dishes in a bit.  Later.

Three of the six, seven.

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Packages delivered.  They can find my house.  Or... one of the drivers?  Of the six one the way, seven in the shop as of 02:36 this morning, three were delivered.  Three more are listed as out for delivery, and one is in but suggested to be delivered Saturday.  If there aren't two trucks, then one didn't deliver everything, or three packages weren't actually sent out.  I'll know by twenty one hundred?  Or... not?

One of the items to be delivered is the pattern.  I am, over time, reviewing it.  Trying to make sense of things.  Weird.  By their measurements, I am a medium bottom, mens pajamas.  And larger than an extra large top.  They don't go up to my size, stopping at 47-49 inch chest.  And their increments are two inches per size, so... at 54" chest, that is... 4 extra large?  That's not even close to what I buy at the store, just 1 or 2 extra large.  And only a medium bottom?  Very, very, strange.  Nearing a small, actually.  I have the oddest sizes... if their patterns are true.

Ah!  Was having difficulty figuring out how much material would be needed for the pajamas.  The top said "B", but so did the bottoms.  It's... for both.  Gotcha.  It says, for medium, 3 1/2 yards, for extra large (their largest size listed) 4 and 3/4 yards.  I ordered six yards.  So, even if I have to twizzle things, a bit, in order to make the patterns match, I should have enough.  And, actually, I'll probably just make the bottoms.  I wear regular t-shirts to bed, not pj tops.  Makes for a quick change of pants and out, if I really must.  So, looking more at the 3 1/2 yards, and less, for no top.  I could see it being 2 yards, then?  I'll find out.

Though patterning and sewing are on the back burner until I can get the place cleaned up, unless I can use my breaks for that?  I just think, as intense as this first run will be, I might not want to try it while I am bleeding out to get the house in shape.  I just don't think I can.  Oh, as well as the material for the final product(s) (could make two pj pants and a pair of pj shorts?), I did order similar material, but cheap... for mockups.  Though I should only need to make one mockup.  Shorts won't be all that different.  If I may need to make several mockups, but have 10 yards to work with.  So... will get practice with much before I even get to the finish material.  I almost think ahead, though if never to the level of genius.  Just... a mildly common sense guy.  At least in the planning stages.  A cripple will never be up to par, on many accounts.  But... I do what I can, when I can.

I had been sleeping well.

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What?  To bed a bit before eight?  I think so.  A call.  Potential buyer group(?) number 3?  We talked for a bit.  Then they asked to inspect.  No one else has been inspecting.  Surprised me.  I agreed, but will have to cancel.  I need time to... do some things.  Ugh.  Even if I wasn't a bachelor, I would guess most people would want some time before an inspection.  Especially an important one.

Up?  Now I am.  With heartburn, if I could get such a thing.  Definitely with a cranky g.i., now.  Bleh.  Now I will have to push through work.  I think I can have it at least slightly more presentable by then, and with things stored and stowed back, a bit, again.  I had just been pulling things out, opening things up, and sorting.  And the kitchen?  Bathroom?  A mess, just... because.  No, I need some time.  And I will have it.  They will just have to wait.  Actually?  Until August 1st.  That gives me... some time.  And the date is... a good clean number.

Gah!  But now I am awake.  It reminds me of when my mother visited, by surprise, or an officer showed up unannounced.  While I was sleeping.  Or ill.  Now I'm up!  Bah.  Even a chief, coming around, just poking his head in through the door.  I don't have a weak constitution, just don't like surprises.  This, while it shouldn't have been, is a surprise.

I have to get to work, and prioritize as well.  The kitchen, and bathroom, have to be hit hard and fast.  And, that first hit will just give me a chance to then hit other areas, and come back to those areas again.  I hate inspections.  But, if I want a fairer number, that will be required.  To be honest, I don't think it will make much of a difference.  It will only make me feel better about things, and make it easier to turn down their lowball offer.  I... know they won't offer fair, or even market.

Though, if I go through this, again, and get it ready... really ready?  I may just see about getting her properly listed.  Not that that will get me anywhere, but... it would be incentive for someone to offer at least listing, based on quoted.  Though, can I reject a bid, if it comes in at price?  I would have to see.  I won't sell for quoted.  And banks won't lend for more.  They would have to come up with any overage.  And the only ones who might do that would be these "investor groups".

Awake.  Upset.  But.  Okay.  Excited too.  Okay, not really excited.  I don't believe this process will work.  Agitated?  Ahha!  I was sure there was a term for it.  Though, challenges... are good.  This plunges our legions flags into the enemy ranks, forcing me to dive in.  And I... I will get that back, or die trying!  Damnit already.  I just wanted to... nap into oblivion.

No packages from amazon/ups, yet.  Not sure they will arrive.  Almost betting they will be delivered to the wrong place, or just not show up again today.  Six or seven packages, some saying out for delivery, others just saying they are supposed to be delivered today.  Plus at least one other packages supposedly in, several days ago, but not out for delivery, maybe several of those.  And other packages lined up.  Mind you, most of these have been in since Thursday, a few Friday.  Out for delivery, or "expected" to be delivered by Thursday or Friday.  I received some things Friday, one package Saturday, and nothing yesterday.  Social credit scores?  I'm really beginning to wonder.  They have been able to find my house for the last thirteen years.  Now they can't?  Or won't?  Frustrated.

Well?  I'll have to wake, a bit, first.  But then I'll get in, started on the kitchen.  The freezertop, so I can start on dishes.  Then counters.  Then more dishes from the counters.  I know, I know.  But I am a bachelor, and that... does... lead to problems.  But if I could keep up on the house, I wouldn't be trying to get out of it.  It is crushing me, with nowhere to go.  Can't do this alone.  Difficult as a crew, but possible.  I would help, I just can't lead this type of charge.  Later.

I think I'll just go on up to bed.

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Tired as can be.  It's only 07:43.  But, for some or no reason, I am bushed.  Didn't do much more.  Couldn't.

Mother called.  Asked about fasting and keto.  I assured here that, starting keto, no fasting is needed.  Actually, just the opposite.  Hit fats hard, I suggested, until they suppress hunger.  Then consider things like fasting.  But not at first.  I'm a bit nervous about her trying.  Not sure there is enough keto food in that place to sustain.  Then again, she, as I, have enough extra that it really wouldn't hurt, longer term, to be calorie deficient.  Especially since neither of us are, or can be, all that active.  But it does get to you.

Though she asked about protein powder.  Now that would help.  Unless she is eating powder with bad things, like soy.  Part of why soy is bad is because it has phytoestrogens.  Part of why it is bad, is it is so high in omega 6s.  Most Americans eat way too much omega 6.  While those aren't bad, it's the balance with omega 3s that is the problem.  And one serving of soy gunk sinks any chance and balancing omega 3s and 6s.  It's difficult to explain all this to mother.  And she wouldn't necessarily listen.  

Her self-control is as bad as mine.  Though, and then again, for our conditions, we... do fairly well.  Both of us should be in the dirt, if I should have been there for the last thirty years.  She's just catching up to being behind the eightball to that degree.  Still, I am not sure she could really mess it up enough to do harm?  I'll help her as I can.  But, and then again, I don't know it all either.

Goodnight.

Not much.

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Six boxes, gone through, lightly.  That which is to be tossed, from them, is gone.  The rest has to be sorted more.  But, I keep ending up with partial boxes, or items sitting out.  I will, it seems, have to keep going through boxes, until I get more sorted, and then begin to put items together, in the right boxes.  This sort of work is absolutely mind numbing for me, but it has to be done.

I'm making a bit to eat.  Will enjoy, perhaps watch part of a show, or maybe play a bit of a game.  Then, possibly, get to dishes.  After, a shower, then work upstairs?  Maybe.  

It is 51 outdoors, and 70% humidity?  Well, that is what it is reading.  Indoors, it is 71 front and back, 34% humidity.  I closed the front door a bit ago, but left the fan going.  Just so it won't get stuffy in this front room.

Sassy has been fed, her water reset, and litter managed.  She got locked in the spare bedroom overnight, I think.  Oh well.  I'll have to look around in there, later.  See if she messed, or how badly.  But, with no food or water, maybe not?  Difficult to know without looking.

While it doesn't seem like much, at least I have cleared leg and eye room, here around the desk.  Soon I will hit the desktop itself, as well.  Hmm?  Now the trash can can come over right near.  Should make sorting and tossing much easier.  I may not be doing a great lot, but given the temps, and all, it's not bad.  I'll sure try to get some, or many, things done every day this week.  Taking the weekend at a slower pace.  There really is a chance I can have much ready, whatever else, quicker than I thought.  Still need help with some things.  But... so be it.  I'll... see what I can do, with or without help, for now.  Beg for help if that time comes.

Moving slowly, but moving.  I'll get to more.  It is a pleasant night, morning really.  I think the food alarm just sounded.  Later.

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Oh... forgot to post this.  It is now 49 outside, and 74% humidity.  I guess high humidity is sort of normal, at least currently.  Just not sure if that is normal year over year.  The temps are definitely cooler.  Most summers, often, it would only get down to the 60s, or even the low 70s.  Or... that's how I remember it.

One can imagine.

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Haven't heard anything back from the potential buyer number... two, three?  One of them.  Nor any of the others.  If, too, I suspect they are all different voices of the same face?  Something like that.  I highly doubt if there are that many speculators.  Who knows.  Maybe.  If, like I said, the price won't be right.  And, I get it.  To one degree.  They could afford it.  It would be worth it.  But there are so many people who are just tapped out, shot, and done.  Looking for any way out, willing to sell for little or nothing.  They can't say it is the interest rates, as a problem, since they are offering cash.  No, they are... just trying to get freebies.  I get it.  Just... I won't do that.

While browsing, I ran across a few things.  I know that, should I move, I'll need to haul some of my belongings.  I may get rid of much, but I won't be tossing all of it.  So, I will either have to rent a Pods type thing, a U-haul of some sort, or... buy a trailer.  To be honest, I think the trailer would be my best bet.  Then I have something for my money.  Might not be able to get it all back, if I go to sell.  But I wouldn't need to put my stuff in a rental space, either.

If I had time, as well?  Perhaps set the Xterra up, as a living space.  Nothing fancy, but... a place.  So that, with some care and caution, I could find a place, in my time, without rushing.  Or... just be mobile for a while, until the world opens up a bit more.  A year or two, and I think the covid thing will be so gone.  No one, most likely, will even be talking about it, maybe ever again.  Even if they don't string those who perpetuated it up, they... will know.  And this won't be discussed again.  Nor will any future pandemic garner any trust, real, imagined, created, targeted, natural, it won't matter.  Trust is gone.

Nothing showed.

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I checked earlier.  Some things were still listed as arriving today.  A few of the packages originally slated for delivery today were showing as late.  Which meant they wouldn't be here.  Most of them were showing as still being delivered today, but weren't listed as out for delivery.  So I wasn't of a mind to think they would be delivered.  And... they weren't.  Now they are all listed as late.

One of the things coming in is a pattern.  I can't find the pajama pattern(s) from before.  So I ordered new.  It only goes up to extra large, not even tall.  But I... figured those patterns would be difficult to find, from looking last time.  I have been reviewing videos, regarding simple pattern reading, and some for sizing up.  Or... will be looking for those.  Actually, I think the sizing videos I have looked at have been regarding sizing down jeans.  I have quite a few pair of jeans which are in great shape, but simply too big.  Great practice, too.  But they are jeans I really liked.  They don't make them anymore, either.

So I was hoping this arrived today.  The fabric, a solid plaid, won't be here until... well... they say Saturday, or is it Wednesday now?  But with backed up delivery, them having... ten or twelve packages, because of the ones not delivered today, and the ones supposed to be delivered tomorrow?  All supposed to have been delivered Thursday or Friday?  I have no idea when they are going to deliver these, or even if they are going to deliver these.  A new driver, who is not only driving, but also loading his truck, told to quota deliveries?  Behind by half a week now?  Not sure I will get these.  And, he often delivers them to the wrong address.  I'm not sure I will get any of these items.  Or are they on some sort of pseudo strike, having their pay cut, or being replacements for higher paid former employees?  Not sure.  But it's getting rough out there.

After the delivery of items I have ordered, I am going to have to stop buying.  I think that might be the point.  Amazon, and it's affiliates, can't afford delivery, and UPS can't afford the deliveries it has promised.  So... there are a lot of problems.  Well, it was good while it lasted.  I won't kick it as it dies on the hoof.  Thankfully, for the most part, I am done shopping.  For... a good long time.  If I can just get what I ordered.  Some of it, most of it.  And refunds on the rest.

Up!

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Feeling rather good.  Sleep went well.  At first I couldn't remember when I had gone to bed.  Then I did remember... 10:30.  I woke at about 18:30, so... a good show, especially sleeping in the day.  A shower before bed, and drying off before crawling in, is always super nice.  Plus, having done a few things this morning.  Maybe not a lot of work, but... some, and good work.

I didn't end up doing any work upstairs.  Other than taking a few items, and the powders for the floor, up when I went up.  I was just too tired.  It was already down to 83 when I went out and checked, 84 or 86 up front, but down to 82?  Odd.  The rest of the house was 76.  Upstairs near me it was 76, 73 out in the room.  Actually?  That is pleasant, all around.

Still waiting on packages.  There are... four to eight, from last month and this, still in the queue, supposedly at the local shop.  But only a few a day are being delivered.  Though, the weird delivery on Saturday makes me think something is seriously off there.  But, they are paying attention.  They just aren't responding by actual contact.  They are in a hellhouse, trying to survive, by the results of their doings.  Hard to hate them, fuel is killing them.  Yes, I... have sympathy, empathy even.  But I really want my packages.  They are rationing deliveries.  No joke.  Though I don't think they actually have a choice.  Either home deliveries are going to stop, or prices are going to have to increase beyond the price anyone can pay.  No one wants to quit, but they can't just keep doing as they were.  To be honest, if I thought I could pick the items up, it might be worth me having them hold everything for a bit, and pick up the lot in one go.  Not sure they allow that.  They might not have kept the staff.  Perhaps the drivers are on their own, or nearly.  They might not have anyone for the front desk, if they even have a front desk.  I'm just not sure.

As is, they say I have... four to six packages due today.  Nothing has been delivered yet.  By their suggestion, they have half an hour for delivery.  I... don't know if I will get anything today.

As for today?  Back to working on boxes and sorting.  Then cleaning the freezer top, getting into dishes, and maybe a shower again, if later again.  As well, upstairs.  I'd like to get everything moved aside, the floor vacuumed, and dusted with both sorts of powders, and maybe sorting through clothes.  It's... a Monday!  And I am ready to get back to work, if possible, again.  I'd really like to get moving.  With this front room open again, it is not just a rebreath of fresh air, it is incentive, and proof I can.  I love to work, hope I can do a lot more this week.

So strange.  The pull to do chores is so strong.  I miss the little twerps.  But... they probably don't miss me.  The friendship was, as is most often the case for me, one-sided.  Oh, but someone had called, to ask for rabbits.  I would have given her three.  She uses them for gifts, at a charity.  I... just didn't see the message indicator until after they were all dispatched.  I feel terrible about that, there were some I would have liked to have been given as pets... a little reprieve.  But... so be it.

Well... on to something.  Mostly just waking.  I think.  For a bit.  Later.  

Up to 66, last I checked.

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Warming quickly this morning?  I can't remember, from day to day, time to time.  But... I did close up.  To keep what of the cool I can.  Still in the low 70s most places, though up to 76 near the machine.

I did refresh water for Sassy, and tended her litter boxes.  Fed her as well.

Then a shower.  Oh I love those things.  Hate when I lose track.  It's not even that I terribly need to shower, it is more the idea?  Well, that's my opinion.  If I ever got to a place, where I had cleaners for the place, I would be showering probably every day, sometimes twice.  And, if it had a bathtub, I'd probably bath three times a week, shower maybe seven times.  Seriously...  I just can't keep up on all, as things stand.

Flirting with a homebuyer.  Can't remember her name.  But, actually, her part is done.  She does the intake review, and sends it on to the pricer team, who then has another call about the details.  As suggested, I am letting them play.  But I am pretty sure they aren't serious.  They will lowball me to death, hoping I just give.  But, without walking with enough, it isn't worth the rents as things are working.

I suspect the house is well worth what I am asking.  And, could get it even on a fair, open market, deal.  More so if they are paying cash, no backend or extras.  I am talking a fair deal even for someone paying mortgage.  Rent on the place is three... four... times mortgage, and that is with interest.  So... yea... no.  Still, it's their money.  I just won't be scrooged.  And, before I accept any offer, even should a good one come along, I will check with the other potential buyers.  I'd love a financial fist fight.  Doubt one would happen, but you never know.

Still, terrifying, and getting a headache, and upset stomach from it.  Exciting.  I love it!  Mostly.  Just wish we could cut to the chases.

I did get a pack of baking soda and a bag of the diatomaceous earth ready to go upstairs.  Just taking a break, while blogging the last bits.  And... waiting for the pricer team member call.  Remember, over an acre.  Oh, and three outbuildings, plus a garage with enough spare room for a minor workshop.  Sometimes they think those things are valuable, sometimes not.  But they are very valuable.  The cost of putting even one of the up, currently, would be in the five to ten thousand range.  Solid, in great condition, good for animals, or tools.  Or red-headed step children.  :p

I'll wait a bit longer, as my break is quite over anyway.  Then go up and either get to things, or go on to bed.  Not sure.  Oh... another thing to try with the sewing machine bobbin debacle?  Getting the thread to unwind from the... thing... the other way?  I plan on trying that yet this morning.  Bleh.  Such a stupid thing.  A little thing.  An annoying thing.

Goodnight, again.  Maybe.  Probably.

Not a lot, but... some.

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When sorting through boxes, and open items, it is difficult to know just how much work has been done.  It is... easy work, on the one hand.  What gets tired, that is, isn't the body.  The mind, though, after enough sorting and decision making, up and takes a short vacation, making further efforts in that sort of area nearly impossible.

I did sort four small boxes and a good amount of odds and ends.  It doesn't look it, until you realize the odd looking partial boxes are what were emptied and refilled, and that what has been brought out, and is in piles, is sort of organized for further efforts, sort of by type.

Some of it just doesn't go with... anything.  Some of it goes with a well defined group.  Some of it could go it two or three groups.  Still, it's... more about giving it my best shot, and improving through time.  Though, this time, tossing is much easier.  Now that I have a more well-defined criteria.

Just taking a little break.  Then a shower?  That is the plan.  After the shower, and some downtime, then on up to the upstairs.  Hmm, I'll wrangle a box of baking soda, and one of the sacks of diatomaceous earth, to sprinkle.  Not sure I will get to that point yet today, though maybe.  If not, it will be ready.  Plus, having it ready gets me more in line with getting it done.

It is 52 outside, now, with 68% humidity.  And 73 near the computer, with 30% humidity.  I had shut the door, and all but three windows, plus turned off the fan, a bit ago.  And it had warmed up quickly... to the 73/75 range.  I turned the fan back on.  And will leave it on until it gets too warm, or, more likely, I head to bed.  With the fan on, and just, it has cooled right back down.  Amazes me how potent little things can be.  Later, or goodnight.

No sleep, or work.

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Yet.  Dragging feet, or just dragging.  But?  I... well, I actually have started.  I brought out four boxes, and will begin in on what is out and what I brought out.  Sorting, tossing, restoring, etc.  And, after a box or three or five, then a shower.  And, after that, if possible, some work upstairs.  It might be delayed, but it looks like it will be happening.

I checked outside.  49?  Yes, and 65% humidity.  In all of the house, it is 72 or lower, and 29% humidity.  I have closed off part the of the back, the laundry room.  Closing those windows as well.  That will be a cold well, really.  Sometimes, in the afternoon, opening that up, and turning on the fan, can really add some serious cooling.  Sometimes.

Well, to it.  I'll have a few meat sticks, with the fatted coffee, as I begin light perusing, before really digging in.  Yeah.  I'll use a huge box that was overlooked while breaking other boxes down, as my beginning toss container.  It will be easier to review from.  And, probably, take from it to smaller bins, with contractor bags, as a final review and disposal process.

I don't always have, or need, a plan.  But, sometimes, it's best.  So I made one.  It... should work.  If it doesn't.  Oh well!  Later.  

Interesting?

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It is 55 out there, and 57 percent humidity.  That may or may not be interesting.  I haven't been checking the hygrometer out there, at night.  So I am not sure if that is more normal or not.  But, to me, it seems high.  Then again, indoors, at least down here, it is only 26 percent humidity.  I am just thinking that that high of an outdoor humidity means something is passing through.  Not that rain will come of it, but... it seems high.  Though, as mentioned, that is just a sense of things, not... a historical, scientific, consideration.  I only have had the hygrometer out there a while.  Keep forgetting to check it, or... at night.

I have done nothing.  And the world is cooling.  Strangely much faster than yesterday night.  It is already down to 71, give or take, throughout the house.  Save right here, near the machine, where it is 74.  At 3:14, that is much cooler than last night, and far faster.

I still want to work, and think I will.  Nothing much.  The trash was taken to the curb.  There was no recycling, or, well, half a bag.  But I won't bother with that.  I plan on tinkering with pieces, parts, boxes, and bits, in the living room.  Maybe bringing a few boxes out from the spare bedroom.  And, just, going through things.

At this point, I am going to think more with a mind of paring things down.  Much more than last time.  Last time was the low-hanging toss fruit.  What remains is going to need more consideration.  Do I really need a leather repair kit?  Currently, probably not.  Long term?  Really?  Just how bad do I think it could get, here or anywhere?  Will get?  I think it will get so bad there will be cannibalism.  In America.  Not just in the biggest cities.  The rest of the world?  Some of it worse, some of it is already there, quietly.  Some of it will do just fine.  Some parts of America will be better than others, too.

So, and again, with that as the criteria?  What to keep, what to toss.  So, next, out to there, to grab boxes, and begin sorting.  Trying to put likes with likes.  Kits and materials together.  Smaller ropes and such together.  Though... if there aren't as many small binding materials, perhaps put them in with camping gear?  And, what gear is survival, what is camping, hiking, is there a difference.

So, on to sorting and such.  I am hoping to get a shower yet tonight, as well.  I'll work on things for a bit, down here.  When that wears me out, either a break, or a shower then a break.  And, then, maybe upstairs, to do a bit of work on the floor.  Taking up the various powders for when the floor is ready.  Maybe even tonight... or what is passing for the night.

Eventually, when the boxes in the spare bedroom have been removed and sorted, or such, I will then put the mattress and boxsprings in there in the bags I have for them.  And, then, turn that into a storage room.  Yeah, I am going to try to work again this week.  It might be at night, when it is cool.  But I think I can.  I know I will be working tonight.  Later.

Well heck.

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No sleep.  Things turned around as I was heading up.  Sleep just wasn't possible.

Why cry over spilled milk, though?  Besides, it is a pleasant evening.  It is only down to 79, in here, near the machine.  Or so it reads.  But... I almost feel chilly.  No need for the swamp cooler.  Just the fan pointing out, and the windows open through the house.  Wonderful, really.  The last I checked, outdoors, it was only down to 74.  It might be a few degrees cooler.

Strange how I am able to handle these temps gladly, handily, smoothly.  Even up to the low 80s are... rather tolerable.  Breaking a sweat is much easier, but I am not in a permanent sweat.  That is why I used to hate the heat.  Anything over 74 and my metabolism was in overdrive, and I still didn't lose any weight!  Ugh.  Now?  I can go out, into the 90s, and only suffer mildly.  Not even suffer, more... suffer some discomfort?  Right, that.  It's like going up in elevation a bit too quickly, or diving an atmosphere too far, too quickly.  Not... dangerous, immediately, itself.  Just uncomfortable.  Though, letting me know that I need to pay attention.  I am at some limit.  And, hundred degrees or more and that is compounded a bit, but I have even done that in the last two summers, for a few hours once.

Still, it's crazy that at 79, with a fan, that I can feel chilly.  Though the heat is somewhat artificial, being near the machine.  But... not all that artificial.  The cooling is probably more artificial.

I did get the trash out.  No recycling to speak of.  There is one bag I could take out, but even it is only half full.  Not... worth the time, especially since I am not sure this is recycling week.  Oh... I need to get some money to the utilities!  Gah!  I hate that I fall behind like this.  I'll get two hundred in, and more next month, if that didn't catch up.  Bleh.  I... do try.  I just... fail, often.

I am hungry, now.  I didn't have much to eat.  The last of the roast and one small new potato, baked with butter.  Hmm... perhaps a can of soup, or eggs and corned beef hash, or... maybe just a couple of cans of sardines, on those keto crackers.  I don't need much, just... a bite.

As well, perhaps I could do some neatening, sorting, storing, and restoring, while I am up.  It would be a good night to do some work.  Plus, maybe more work upstairs.  Sure.  It's... nearly Monday.  Might as well get to it.  Hmm?  Yes, sardines, crackers, fatted coffee, then to some work.  I'll sleep when I can.  Goodnight, for your part, or good morning.

Not a thing.

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I kept hoping to do... something.  Anything.  I simply couldn't get going.  As a fact, I am about to crash.  No, not too hot.  Or cold.  Last I checked, it was 76 outside.  So I did open things up.  The fan is pointing out, pulling air through.  It's quite pleasant.  But I am crashing.

I did get supper.  I have fed Sassy.  I should get her litter tended as well.  I filled her water container.  Oh, I will get the barrel out.  Not sure if it is recycling tomorrow.  But, if there is anything in that, I'll take it out too, just in case.  A shower, as well?  Yes.  But then I wouldn't go right to bed.  Won't.  I like to dry off a bit before sleeping.

I'll get litter cleared, then the trash and recycling if needed to the curb.  Then a shower and a bit of tinkering as I dry.  Goodnight, most likely.

Rough.

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Not feeling well at all.  Feet are swollen, things feel wrong all over.  Bruised biceps?  Strained left elbow, internals are feeling bad, lots of things are just wrong.  Not sure what the problem is.  But, it's a Sunday.  I would have done something, if I could have awoken.  It just didn't happen.  I will get the trash to the curb.  I got everything out Friday, and the rabbit leftovers out right after they finished.  Well, and I left it all a bit further out, away from the house, on the other side of the drive, a bit down from the back door.  I'll bet that is ripe!

Oh, the sproutlings?  Doing very well.  Even when I sleep too long, or forget for a bit.  Or, probably, overdo it.  I do my best, but keeping up on things, three to five waterings a day, for many days?  Well, it... in this heat?  I do my best.  But they are doing well, to be honest.  I think they will do extremely well.  There is only one problem.

You don't get much per tray.  Which, isn't a terrible problem, it just means I need more trays.  Which... is just a matter of money, and time to receive.  The thing comes with four trays.  And, to be honest, for more regular consumption?  As in a side dish worth, every other day?  And maybe a main dish (as in a microgreens salad) twice a week?  I'd guess I need at least twelve trays.  Perhaps six per stack.  And, run three, let those go for four days, start another three, and every three or four days, add another three stack.  Summer or winter, if you can keep them warm enough, at least 70.  Which, from now on, I will... I do.

It might take more, to keep up.  I don't know.  All I know is that these trays really do well.  And, yes, out of the sunlight.  I am glad to finally have something that works, and a lot better than the other things I have tried.  If, as mentioned, my methodology may have been askew.  Still, they work.  And, they are easy.  No draining the jars, or tipping, tapping, shaking, and hoping.  Sometimes that worked, sometimes it didn't, but it seemed a lot of effort.  This is very very easy.  Just add seeds, once.  Add water to the top dripper tray.  Let that settle to the catcher tray below.  Then, three to five times a day, get the catcher tray out, pour the water into the dripper tray, put the catchment tray back under it all, and... done!  

As mentioned, they don't make very much, and it takes days.  Plus, I have been munching on them.  They really are tasty.  Plus, I know the water used to grow them was r.o., so nothing funky in it.  Oh, actually, twelve more would be best (at least).  For, when they are finished, you can just put the fully grown trays into the fridge.  And, one other problem is, I may not have added enough seed.  They suggested to err on the side of caution, but it looks more like a scraggly green beard, than a full field of freshly growing plants.  So... I'll have to experiment.  But they are tasty as can be.  And rather green for being indoors.  Still, I'd like to give them some time to green up, in fuller light, as they finish.  It's all an experiment again.

Later.

That is why they stopped delivery.

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I ordered three packs of twelve canned mushrooms.  They declared it delivered, but it wasn't.  They refunded me immediately.  Now those mushrooms are five dollars more per pack.  They simply pulled it, and resold it at a higher price.  Yeah, it's how things are going these days.  It makes me wonder how many things they are delivering slowly they are considering reselling on the way?  Fuel is killing them.

Thankfully, they have an executive administration which is onboard with illegal behavior... for... a percentage.  I suppose only if it reaches their ears, in a way they can have any recourse.  Free depends for life?  Ha!

16:15, and finally awake.

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I think I went down a bit after five.  A few minutes or nearly an hour after, I can't say.  It wasn't six yet though.  Slept well?  Dreams, lately.  One was just about eating a lot of rice.  In one I became a friend of an alligator, never completely trusted it though.  And another sort of dream.  Yesterday I fought with a tigress.  We had a terrible bloody battle, then became lovers.  You know how it goes.  Simple dreams, lately.  Must be the summer heat.

I had hoped I would wake early.  Sometimes I do, really early.  Compared to when I go to bed.  Not this time.  Not even close.  Which means I didn't help with the donuts this morning.  I just couldn't wake.  But first, I couldn't get to bed.  I'll work on things.  I need to get to confession, and mass.  I'll have to figure that out.  When I can get going.  It's a bit hot, too hot, for me to get going.  But I can look up how to give a proper confession, and practice.  Nothing fancy, but some older sins needing clarification, finalization.

I believe I won't be leaving the swamp cooler on during the day.  Just the fan.  I wondered if it was warmed outside, but no.  It is 92.  I think it got up to 96 yesterday?  at least 93.  While it might get to 96 today, I doubt it.  But it sure feels warmer in here.  Humidity is up, to 37.  So not hugely, but some?  Then again, with windows closed and all, that may be more normal?  The only reason it was going to "Lo" was because I had the door and windows open.  And that hot breeze, or mild air movement, stole every drop of water in the place.  But it does feel sticky.  Not just in this front room.  I will only use that device as it starts to cool, later in the evening.

We have about one month of hot left.  This isn't the worst of heat, not for July.  I won't complain.  It may be much hotter along the range, but out here in the valley, it is pretty good.  It could easily be six to thirteen degrees hotter.  Usually is.  I can't remember a cool July, if last year the cool was longer as well.  But before that, June, July, and into August, were brutal.  Uhrm... more brutal.

Even upstairs was warmer.  Though it is later in the afternoon.  It was 76 near the bed, and 73 out in the room.  Not sure if the humidity would get up there.  That is rather sealed off.  But it did feel a bit sticky up there, or I thought.  Maybe it does, in the afternoons.  Or when I have been breathing all day, in the heat.  Never can be sure until something is done frequently enough, then probably logged.  My blog isn't... well done enough to research back through, or for me.

I turned the swamp cooler off, and just have the fan going.  Pointed away, initially, but I think I'll send the air my way.  Ah!  Much better.  It was facing away, initially, appositionally to the swamp cooler, and how I set it up at night.  It let the big fan pull air through the house, and the swamp cooler push moist air into the room, with a sheet between the front and back.  It really works well, as the world cools.  Not so well as it heats?  Or I am just not in a good heat tolerating humor today.

The dang thing keeps vibrating, badly.  I took it apart, finally.  Tinkered.  Yes, no, yes?  I think I got it.  Reassembled and blowing nicely.  A bit of air noise, but not bumping and grinding.  Hey!?!  I fixed something?  Later.

I suppose?

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It is getting about that time.  Such a pleasant evening.  Cooling nicely.  Down to 74 right near the machine, so probably 70 in the rest of the house?  Nope, 73, if I know why.  I closed the back porch area early.  That cut off some of the flow of cooler air.  Oh, and it is down to 53 outdoors.  May well get cooler.  A degree to five, difficult to know on any particular eve.

Ah, but, yes, finally, tiring nicely.  I do think the swamp cooler really is helping.  And, actually, I'll turn it on low through the night.  It has been off for four or six or eight hours now?  Something.  The pump really doesn't seem to work.  Though, perhaps, a hose isn't connected, or is blocked, or not in the water?  I don't know.  Or... it is just much more passive?  No, it isn't showing up on any of my hygrometers.  So... no, it just isn't working.  As is, it is just a fan over a basin of water.

Still, it does do some good, even as just such.  I am going to crash good and hard.  Sure wanted to be in bed hours ago.  Just couldn't do it.  Sleep, or wake, well.

Oh, just got in a debate.  I realize I am not a worldly man.  I am a deeply flawed man.  But I choose not to involve myself with some people.  It was funny.  His first thought was to advise me that I would be rejected for such notions.  I had to tell him that I was definitely rejected, by the world and many in it.  Perhaps most, who knows.  Even if it was all, so long as God's view of me is positive, I can live with that.  Funny how they always try to employ the idea that others might reject.  I just suggested he do as he will, if I not advise that.  And, then, turned my back to him.  Tolerating evil is more evil than simple evil.  It is knowing the difference, and choosing to not care.  The fish that goes with the stream isn't strong, or brave, or wise, it is dead.  Death can be many things, but it isn't to be emulated, less so spiritually, religiously, which should advise the rest of one's life.  Amen?  I think so.

Goodnight.

I want to sleep.

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It just hasn't been possible.  Why?  I... can't quite make sense of it.  I have gotten it down to 76, here near the machine.  Ah, probably too warm.  Oh, but I did go in and watch a show.  Not only was it cooler, but movies are, for me, so very dull.  It is like reading in slow motion.  So, no, I did cool off.  It was in the low 70s out there.  As well, I had supper, which should have helped me to sleep.

But no.  It is later than three, by a few, and it just... I am not going to sleep any time soon.  I just checked the temp, outside.  It is 57.  Warmer than it has been lately.  If too, it dropped five degrees since midnight, I think.  Still, the 50s are rather pleasant.  I'll keep it cooling, then, until I can sleep.  But, this time, shut things down before hitting the sack.

Oh, I contacted a seller.  Something I purchased from them... I had asked for a return, being that it was weeks late.  And, more, was not being indicated as having moved anywhere after being shipped.  They had already agreed to a return.  But, not having been delivered, I couldn't return it.  They never responded.  But, then, on amazon, it indicated the item was out for delivery.  On Saturday?  I had just contacted them, around 15:00?  Wow.  It was no coincidence.

I am now reconsidering whether to return it.  Really, I just wanted to get some action... either have it canceled, and a refund, or get it.  With it here?  I may just keep it.  I have ordered a different one, but having two wouldn't be terrible.  Sort of expensive.  But such is life.  And, already paid for, so not a new expense?  A larger self-healing rotary cutter cutting and measuring pad.

Although I will look it over carefully, in the morning.  My surprise that it was begin delivered, and actually made it here, all of a sudden, and on a Saturday evening?  Well, I... was so shocked I didn't look it over.  It was in a flattened box, both sides taped.  It fell out, when I got it in the house.  I am wondering if the part and box got separated, or else.  Just... want to make sure it is in good shape, hasn't been run over, or else, in shipping.  Still, was amazed.

Though, also had mushrooms which were supposed to be delivered.  I didn't receive them.  I canceled that order, and they agreed to pay me back immediately.  I am wondering if the new driver for UPS is having problems, or is doing... favors for friends?  Not sure what is up, but they are behind, off, and wonky of late.  I may stop shopping with amazon if this isn't fixed immediately.  There are half a dozen packages which were in Wednesday to Thursday, which should have been delivered, but are either wrongly delivered, or sitting in their local shop, or in trucks but lost in them.  Something is terribly wrong.

Still, was amazed that showed up.  I was sitting here.  If listening to videos sometimes, I was mostly quite aware.  Even then, I can hear background noises, as my headset isn't noise canceling.  But... I didn't hear them.  I wonder if a neighbor received it, and walked it over... after being suggested that was the best process?  Very strange.

Well... on to tinkering, or looking things up, or... sleep would be wonderful, if I only could.  Though, it is different tonight.  I am not insomniac.  It is just... I am not sleepy.  I'm not between sleep and wake, I am well awake.  Just can't quite sleep yet.  Bleh.  Later, or goodnight.

Some thoughts.

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Being shut down, more now for the summer, I like to think about things to do... or dream of doing... in other parts of the year.  Still, having done better this spring.  And even not doing so badly this summer?  I am thinking there might be a better chance as things cool again this late summer and into fall.  So, when a video pops, that seems interesting?  I view it.

This next one, before watching, I negged.  Heavily.  But, then, I... realized... some things.  First.  I may never be able to get out and go camping, and hiking, like I dream of doing.  This, perhaps, I could do.  More, he IS getting out, and doing something.  I am not.  Oh, well, and other things.  So, I... watched and listened.  Oh, I... would know what to take.  And I have anything I might need or want.  But it was more getting into the mood, thinking about where to go, locally and maybe a bit further along, in state and out.  I won't go to, say, Nevada, New Mexico, Colorado, certainly not along the coasts.  There are places I won't go.  Politics, and more, what politics has done to their laws, their people, and their worlds.  Go if you please.  Enjoy if you can.  I won't go.

So much for more sleep.

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The idea was sound.  The probability was good.  But I just never got back up there, laid down, and went back to sleep.  It is 85 in this front room now, probably about 76 or cooler elsewhere.  Outside, last I checked, was 96.  96?  Down to 92, so already cooling at only 17:13?  Crazy strange, but I'll take it.  And, actually, it's only 82 in the main of this front room.  It's just warmer near the computer, and me.

Can't really get to much.  But it's a weekend.  So I don't mind.  It's been a rough week, but I did get things done nearly every day.  And, now with the swamp cooler set up, and at least nominally running, I may be able to do more through higher heat from now on.  Including getting to bed earlier.  Heat shock sort of takes the ability to sleep out kilter.  This will definitely help.  And, the way I am rigging things in the evening, it will actually get chilly by about the time I want to go to bed.  Which... helps sleep happen.

So, yea.  I might be able to pick up work.  Maybe not as much as earlier, but better than very recently.  Even doing three or four jobs a day would be good.  And, perhaps, going for a walk around the property a few times, in the early morning, or when it really cools well out there.  A headlamp and/or flashlight might be needed, but the property is rather tame, and flat, so it's mostly just to see simply where to put the feet... and make sure there isn't a wild critter out there.

Hmm... I have left over veggies, from last night.  And a few more bigger chops.  Two seems to do very well, as to filling me.  Yea, I think I will do  that.  I also have pork roast, and browned corned beef which needs to be finished, with new potatoes.  I don't have cabbage, but I could use other veggies.  Not exactly the same, but it doesn't always have to be?  Right.

Shoulders are back to being troubled.  Not sure what the gig is.  But... whatever.  When I can work, I haven't let that stand in the way.  Won't now, either.... if I can get to the point of working again.  

Looks like another project tomorrow.  So, I'll get to it.  If they want help, all they have to do is ask.  If I am not welcome, okay.  That can be said.  I'll not fuss.  But, they haven't, yet, suggested I am not needed.  So, I'll go in.  Easier, tomorrow.  Just selling donuts and drinks...  Selling?  For donations.  So, I'll try to be there.  Sleep is wonky, I let them know I would be there if... well... if I can be there.

I texted an old friend, to see about something.  Haven't heard back.  Thought today might be the day.  But, maybe not.  Trying to get something else in order, and working, but I'm not getting it right.  If he has had problems too.  So... not sure if it is the grill, or something else.  Bleh.  Later.

Not sure about anything.

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Well, except that I am not up for long.  I just, mostly, woke, to close up the downstairs.  Well, and to briefly see if it was time to get up.  It's... not.  But I did close down the downstairs.  I had the front door shut, and that seems, mostly, to have been pretty good.  The house is a bit warmer, than if I had nailed things down.  But not all that much, maybe not any at all today.

I can't remember exactly when I went to bed.  It was after 04:00.  But right after, an hour later, or three, I just can't say.  Insomnia, last night, couldn't sleep, wasn't really awake.  The end of the rabbits, the possibility of new rabbits, the possible sale of the house, so many things.  Well, and it being high summer.  A toaster on a heavy stream of life... being toasted.

It was 14:23 or something when I finally got up.  Oh, I... nearly kicked out several times.  I set the alarms for seven and eight, but they... didn't do more than annoy me.  And I really did try, want, to wake, to shut the house down, at their soundings.  But, no.  I did that yesterday, without the alarm.  But, being out in the heat, standing, for that long... being their with the rabbits... wore me out, in several ways.  Though, got to admit, now I know how to butcher rabbits... or... more like it.  It isn't the same as hands on, but it is watching others figure it out, for their first times, and get pretty good at it toward the end, mostly.

I turned the swamp cooler on.  I am sure something just doesn't work with it, currently.  User error?  a pump not working?  I don't know, not yet.  I'll sort it out today or tomorrow.

I'll just brush my teeth and go on back up to bed.   Cream arrived. so that is always good.  I am down to using two of those a week.  I had been up to three, but didn't see any changes, either way.  But, two is much less expensive.  Later.