It's down to 45 out there?

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But it is 67/68 in this front room, just dropped to 74 in the main, 70/73 upstairs.  I just opened up the upstairs, and turned off some of the fans down here.  Really, I think I'll shut them all off.  Done.  And some cheese and salami.  Much less salami than last time, about the same amount of cheese.

As to that cheese?  I would rate it a 6.5 out of ten.  It IS good.  But it is a bit drier, less creamy, than I prefer.  But the salt is right.  I would gladly eat this on any given day, a few bites.  But I wouldn't think of it when thinking of a favorite cheese.  Now, it does put the mind some of my favorites.  A little less aged would, to my preferences, be better.

Just understand, tastes, literally and for music or movies or in women or wine, will vary.  Greatly.  And, for good reason.  That is, once you have acquired a deeper taste to begin.  I am... a moderate intermediate at best.  There are some cheeses I can't quite handle.  Working on it.  And, there are probably a dozen types of cheeses I haven't tasted.  While there are a thousand names of cheeses I haven't tried, the truth is, there are only just so many actual cheese types.  A gouda can go by a dozen names, and it might be something else too.  I would have to do a bit of digging, but there are only so many characteristics of cheese.  And, some suggest that Swiss cheese is NOT Swiss cheese.  I mean, in Europe, that type of cheese has a name, which is not "Swiss".  And, yet, if it has those characteristics?  How could it NOT be Swiss cheese?  Or whatever they call it there?  I see both points, and there are times where I would come down on one side, or the other, or simply wash my hands of the debate because it isn't clear to me which is right.  Then again, many times the debate is linguistic, whereas it can be technical... based in chemistry.  But who actually does chemistry on cheese, to that level?  And, most likely, there are very few bacteria, insects, and else in cheese, no matter where it is from.  Only so many are healthy, or at least not injurious in an immediate way.

Well, enough about cheese.  Probably.  Though, you do realize, cheese isn't, and never was, health food?  It can be healthy.  But it can be troublesome.  Beside the truth of dose, all things being poison beyond some unknown, possibly unknowable given variances per person, cheese was most likely accidently come to be known by people who had too much milk, set it aside... put it back, and... something strange happened.  Starving, they consumed what they must have thought was rotten milk, in some freezing winter, and... low and behold, nobody died.  Perhaps a few got sick?  Maybe those died?  But that cleared out the gene pool of those who couldn't eat cheese?  It's a story.  But, as mentioned, cheese is not, and was not designed, to be a health food.  It is merely a way to store milk longer.  Now I am done with cheese.  For the moment.

It is a pleasant night, morning now, at 05:27.  Beside turning off most fans down here. feeding Sassy, and tending her litter, well and eating... I did... something else.  Now, though, I have completely forgotten!?!  I did get a new controller on my console.  The old one was starting to do odd things.  I may see if I have parts, to try to fix that.  Who knows.

I really am feeling better.  The muscles are still tight, but they don't hurt.  I can grow, and keep, muscle.  I just can't create enough stamina to do much with it.  At the best of times, it just doesn't hurt.  At the worst of times, I have to figure out how to get off the floor, out of bed.  I simply don't have strength.  Not sure if I will ever be able to do much about it.  That time was gone, 35 years ago, I think.  Still, I... will try, until there is literally no use.  Will see, though.  Later.

I don't know what is going on in the world.  But the party seems to be over, or someone(s) are trying to shut the program down.  The elites have literally said they have no use for standard people.  If there was no God, I suppose.  But, being that there is, and are still men of God?  I don't think they have a chance.  This isn't the time of the anti-Christ.  I just... don't think so.  But, it may be a time of change.  They can force that.  The church may diminish.  The population may shrink.  But it isn't these people who will remain.

In any case, do not worry.  You, as I have said a thousand times, have a choice between fear and faith.  If you believe if fear, I suppose there is little I can do.  But I will try.  What good is fear, even if you are definitely going to die?  More so.  Let it go.  Later, or goodnight... good morning... good day.

Smoke.

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From forest or other fires, many miles away?  Or... from something inside the house?  I smelled it, looked briefly.  But Sassy has been going nuts.  It still might just be on the air.  But it may well be something overheating in the house, that I just can't find.  So... I asked a neighbor to visit, take a look.  When possible, later, so...

I could get angry at Sassy, but I won't.  One of the things she does is lets me know if I left something on the stove.  She HATES smoke.  And, yes, it might just be on the air.  But... maybe not.  It is still in the 70s, definitely a foul temperament on the wind.  It's just an ugly summer wind, but into fall?  It should be cooler here.

I see the queen has died.  It is as I remember, from my dream.  Just... a few years later.  I hadn't seen who would become king, but I was hoping it wouldn't be either of her sons.  I guess the 'throne' has gotten over his Camilla escapades.  Either that or the grandsons refuse it.  What was it someone was suggesting?  We once had empires, ruled by emperors.  Then we had kingdoms, ruled by kings (or queens I guess).  Now we have countries.  You... do know who rules those?  Though, I'm not sure which is worse.  Anyway.  I had hoped she would divorce the crown from the coe.  But... she didn't have the inclination, or power?  Too bad.  The church might be troubled, but leave those troubles to it.  Don't... wear that crown of woe, on top of the secular one.  Twice vexed, that house.  No way home from there.

Well?  I don't know.  Mobility, of the smallest sort, is difficult.  Things hurt, weakness remains.  But... I'll... push through, if I may.  If nothing else, I am grateful for the opportunity to try, again and again.  To push.  To pray.  To work when possible.  I have already lost, and He has already won for me.  I can't win, but in Him, I can't lose.  Amen.

I crashed very hard.

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A bit before 10:00, I had lost all capacity to retain consciousness.  I had hoped to stay up, to return a delivery.  But that simply wasn't possible.  I pretty much crawled up the stairs, walking wasn't quite working.  I stumbled into bed.  I did wake a few times, being warmer.  It was 75, but that felt so very warm.  Too much corn?  Maybe getting to my diabetes?  Okay, we'll stop with that.  Though, I think it might be the return of the heat?

Not so sure though.  I just checked outdoors, and it read 80.  But there was a cool wind in my hair.  It was a rather pleasant 80.  Not sure if it has come down, if I suspect so.  Though, who can be sure.  No, I know not to trust the weather stations, they always... usually... pad the numbers by ten to fifteen degrees.  But it is 82 up front, and 78 in the main?  Very strange.

Hmm, I left my suv in the driveway.  I wonder if it has become a heat sink, baking the house.  I'll put it away tonight, see.  Why did I have it out?  First, the corn.  Then... a plan to go somewhere, do something.  It... my plans have failed lately.  I can barely stand.  Failed ideas... is why it sits in the drive.  I do wonder if that isn't soaking up heat, then blasting the house.  I'll know tomorrow.  Odd how... these things can work.

I called my brother, but that went right to messaging.  I left a short hello.  Then called my mom.  It's my turn, and then some.  I'll try to remember to call Saturday.  And my mom again, say, Monday?  We'll see.  I'll do my best.

Even so, crawling out of bed tat nearly 19:00 was a hell of a chore.  Just sitting up, at first.  But actually rising from the mats was terribly difficult.  My muscles and will and else are jelly.  Still, I refused to sleep one more minute.  If I was going to break, or hurt more, or even die, I was getting out of that stupid bed!

It did hurt to get up, and out.  My muscles are so very weak.  My body and mind are tired beyond reason.  Things ache, hurt, pinch... my body is... distressed.  But, I have things to do, or try to do.  I'll say a few series of prayers through the day.  And fast.  It's been a while, not sure I can do it, but it is the idea.  I can pray, that I can do.  Plus, there are many on my prayer list.  Actually, all of you, one way or another.  More of you by name than you might suspect.  A standard prayer takes an half hour.  Some prayers, like for my mother's friend, are as short as less then a minute.  Concerns as they appear, but dailies, unless I crash to sleep, are an half hour to hour... depends on how much time I can leave open for God to do His work, answer what He will, and change things at His behest.  He is pretty good at massaging a hard heart and thick neck.  :)  Seriously.  His massage-ju is pretty good, if you let Him.

Well?  Well... on to a bit of looking around.  Then maybe some gaming if I'm not ready or able to do more.  Then, hopefully, work at some point.  Good evening, day, and perhaps night.  Be well.

Almost finally cooling.

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It has just now gotten down to 74 in the front room, near the computer.  Starting out overcast is helping as much as anything else.  It is 63 outdoors, 76 in the main.  Not sure about upstairs, but with the ac on, it could well be 68/70 in the main, a bit warmer where I sleep.  Still, it just is lowering, now, finally, to 74.  It's been an oddly warm night.  I think the ground temps have risen.  In September?  But, as has been noted by everyone and his uncle, this year, and the last several, has not been normal.

As mentioned, overcast.  I had a sense rain was coming.  Though I thought it would be in a while.  Then again, this has been "a while".  I've just not been keeping up.  Still, not sure this is it.  If I see rain, then I'll know.  Still, at least it is keeping it a bit cooler for the short bit.

I finally got a shower in.  But am so tired.  Trying to stay awake a bit longer though.  There is something I am hoping to do, yet today.

No, I haven't gotten far into the corn.  Not sure I will.  I did get two batches parboiled, but not off the cobs yet.  Will hope to get more done.  That at least.  It's a rough day.  I feel poorly, I hurt, and I am tired.  Meh.  I've definitely had worse.  Later.  Or goodnight, if I crash.

Other worlds.

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Some ugly, bad, rough.  Some much more peaceful.  If you need the latter, look at the last two.  The rest?  Well, look or don't.

A warm one.

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Still nearly 70, last time I looked.  Outside.  I have been in the other room, with this area mostly shut down, with the door open and fan going.  It is still 79 in this area.  Rough.  It was 77 in the main area.  A bit too warm.  But, so it goes.  I have been gaming, in hopes of getting something started.  I did set the big pot to a hot soapy soak.  the corn water that was in there was rather stout.  So, yea.  I have to clean it before using it to parboil, or such, the corn.

I do have three dozen, or so, ready to go.  And, should be able to get the last three or four dozen husked, cooled, and decobbed, before the night in through.

I was a day and an half off medicine.  The sleep problems made it so that I just couldn't keep track of medicine.  I am back on it.  Got an extra half back in.  But I am not going to mess with trying to get the other lost part back in.  I'll just start from there.  I wonder if stopping medicine actually helped things.  Sometimes, I suspect, the medicine just works too well.  But, falling off things by falling through the virtual floor into nowhere gets me off medicine until I can get back into shape.  Maybe, maybe.  That cold... that sense of being frigid, in the 80s and 90s, that was spooky.  I've been dead, I know what that is.  Death is cold.  Bodily.  This wasn't quite that, but it was going there, in spite of the environmental heat.

I've had even another snack of cheese.  Very small bits.  I doubt if I have eaten three ounces.  I make them very small bites.  I eat them slowly, with plenty of water.  Wine might not be bad, I just don't... really do wine all that much, or any other alcoholic sipping these days.  Oh... once or twice a year.  Maybe over a week, I'll indulge lightly.  Try to stay within keto, or have very little... such as solid draft microbrew out on my birthday.  That was rather nice.

Feeling a bit rough, but... I'll work through it.  Truth tell, I have been feeling rough for a while.  Off and on, though generally a bit worse as temps climb again, and when they are higher.  I just... forgot... that I wasn't feeling well.  Too busy trying to get things done.  Something just seems off, with the weather.  I fear it will be really warm, and then simply plunge.  It's got that tricky, wicked, treacherous, feel to it.  We'll see.  Something is terribly off, but more a weather influence contest that, most likely, can't be won.  Or... just the rich trying to destroy the middle class, with government helping.  

Governments want billionaires, and billionaires want government controls.  They think they can work together, against us or such.  Truth is, they will war before long.  As is happening in China, where they are destroying their billionaires.  It worked, until the government became jealous, or greedy, felt they were losing control.  Heck, even raping their international athletes.  Pretty wicked over there.  Our current government would love to pillage the billionaires.  Currently they are working with and for them.  If this remains, that won't last.  Funny, how billionaires think they can negotiate with zealots.  That's never how it works.

If they get rid of the middle class, the upper class is next.  Being last is not a salvation.  Funny, a lot of the wealthy don't think they are in danger.  Watching the middle class get utterly destroyed, their wealth stripped, one way or another, from inflation taxation, to actual taxation, to denying social security (not just me) and such.  Who do they think will come to their defense when politicians just take?  They are a smaller group, and are becoming hated by the middle classes, or what was that, and definitely by the poor.  They have no allies.

We'll see, but things are going to get settled, one way or another.  

Salami and cheese.

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It arrived today.  I was worried, for they had just set it on the front porch, out in the absolute baking sun.  It was 90 when I woke, at 17:00... 17:30?  Maybe a bit later.  As it turns, though, the package was fine.  They had four ice type packs.  Unlike with the "sustainable" (probably toxic, and leaking) Veterans Admin corrupticrat ice type packs, these can be used after, and don't slime up the contents on the way.  Protecting their cronies from having to offer something that could be used twice?  Poisoning vets?  Who knows, but rude and crude.

Anyway, with four of those, and then those only partly thawed on top of it, the items were fresh.  I got everything stowed, save what was for supper!  I know, it's actually "breakfast", but it isn't a 'breakfast' (" " = breakfast by proximity to waking, while ' ' = breakfast by type but out of time... such as bacon and eggs at whatever time might pass for dinner or supper, relative to when I woke).  Yes, but by time of day, this IS supper.  Okay, fine, it's a supper "breakfast".  :p

Sliced, or diced, I have a fine, albeit very small, cheese and salami plate.  I usually choose the fennel based salami.  And, most of the cheeses, this time, are either goudas or similar, from slightly aged to very aged.  The one I am eating, just one at a time, is rather aged, if not the oldest.  Veins of salt, to add a bit of crunch... from being well dried.  I absolutely love those types.  While not a true gouda, as likely from the wrong country, or county within, of very similar characteristics, just aged more than gouda often is.  Still, wonderful.  It will take a week to polish off the 7 1/2 ounces.  Even of that, a small portion being rind I do not eat.  It isn't even that expensive, save shipping.  But I got that free this time.  And, it got here fast.  I am used to it taking a week or two.  Even with the holiday, it got here in four, including the holiday?  Crazy, but yes.

I may have a few more cubes of that cheese.  But that... was enough salami.  Maybe too much.  My eyes and belly never confer with memory to remember how rich that is.  Still, nice to have extra treats once in a while.  And, a sixth of the charcuterie cut... instead of a quarter!  Ugh.  I have... overdone... in the past.  Like a dog with peanut butter, I have... confused my hunger for capacity!  Getting better.  But... a bit more of that cheese.  Just two inch and an half squares, off the thinner edge, diced into quarters.  Even so, I won't have much more.  That stuff is... potent.  Let's just say, eating too much (of either actually) and you get... a pucker bomb!  Have to eat more corn!  Well, that corn is doing it's own thing.  *googly eyes*  I suppose a bit of pucker magic wouldn't be all bad.  Still... smaller bites.

I didn't get to the rest of the corn, but I got a good start, and some in the freezer.  I think I can get the rest, now, today.  I hope.  Ugh!  I am surprised it is still good, but it is.  And I'll keep trying, working, pushing.  When it isn't too cold, it is far too hot.  Today, no warmer or hotter than lately, mostly, and it feels wicked hot.  Perhaps, after a time, with it heating back above the 80s, into the 90s, it's stretching things, heating the soil, heating everything back up.  So be it.  A grace to enjoy, and work through as I may.

Artikaas Gouda Vintage, for precision.  Nope, Sassy wants none of it.  Probably a bit more aged than she prefers.  And, this is one of, if not the, oldest of the lot.  There might be another 36 month, but I thought I just ordered one in that age.  The rest are fresher.  Some are Italian, and for pasta dishes.  I have alternatives to pasta which will have to work.  

On to... waking, and some more cheese.  Oh... I'll see if Sassy will eat it.  Sometime she will, sometimes not.  Hey, it's protein based, has good fats, just that... pucker factor.  Probably like her dry food, to be honest.  Later.

Okay, some of the corn sealed.

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The water bath sealing method does seem to work.  It's a bit tricky, but... what isn't?  I just have to get the freezertop cleared, then get those in.  I think there are three dozen, maybe four.  I have... been eating it, while putting it up.  More eating, but getting some up.  It'll... get there, shortly.

It is 52 out there.  I... the ac was left on upstairs.  Wasn't feeling well.  Didn't know if I'd be going on back to bed.  So... it just is what it is.  All good though.  Down here, it is 73/68/69.  Even with the computer on, with the door open and a fan, this front room got cool.  Then again, I was gaming in the other room.  I am as much a heater as the electronic devices.

Strange as it is, I don't feel so cold, even when it is much cooler.  That was a health thing, not a weather thing.  I still don't understand, literally, how I am still alive.  It isn't a medical likelihood.  I found a stethoscope.  Couldn't hear my heart.  Nor could a visitor.  Or, he wasn't sure.  That is the medicine?  It definitely doesn't sound like a flat tire anymore.  There is that.  Not sure which is worse?  At least with a flat tire sounding heart, you know it's actually pumping.

On to get the freezer filled.  And, with the water coming to a boil, some of the other corn is likely to be to going before long.  I won't dump the water, each run.  Just give it three minutes, then put it in a bucket of cool water.  Until that water gets too warm, then just flush that water.  Corn on corn, in boiling water, especially for short runs, won't be a trouble.  Even using old corn water is fine.  Bleh.  Cutting it off the cob and bagging it will be the real work.  I'll do it on the freezertop, another reason to otherwise clear that.  And clean it if that is needed.

Yea, I might get the corn done and in tonight.  It's as fast as I could do it.

Still awake, doing alright.

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I haven't gotten to any work, yet.  But think that may happen.  I did grill some meats, and cooked corn.  Just enough for dinner.  The meats were a few very thin chops, and some thin beef cuts.  Some of the latter were fresher, some were rather old.  They looked good, but the older beef, while good of texture, the taste was... dated.  I suppose I could have eaten it.  I just decided not to do so.

The other meats were good.  All good, and the corn was very good.  I must have serious biofauna, in my gut.  I have been eating a lot of very fresh corn.  It isn't showing.  Softserve.  My body is breaking it down.  Not a single grain of corn shows.  Laxatives, but not roughage?  Very strange.

I may be going back to milk, but not to drink whole.  For kefir, again.  But, I want to make sure I have enough bottles, and that I am in shape to transfer the bits of old with new, more than... I keep losing my capacity to keep these things up.  I suppose old will work, but I wonder if things get lost.  Why back to kefir?  Because it really is a good, keto, diabetic, food.  I like it a bit more bitter than most, but... I think you get more from the bitter, if that isn't why I like it.  

For a foodie, I'm not really a health buff.  I do try to keep to keto, and maintain a reasonable diet for diabetes.  But I don't go deep.  Just... enough.  Though I need to get frozen fruits, too.  Mostly berries.  Sometimes kefir blended with berries, sometimes with even added keto sweeteners, sometimes just plain but blended smooth, or with veggies?   Works well.  I've missed it.  

Though, to be honest, I suspect what kefir has done for my guts is to make it so that it can completely crush even corn, right down to... well... softserve.  I've never had that, in all my years.  Always had grains of whole corn come out.  Even living hear, previously.  It's just been a few years since I really hit keto and then kefir.  I had stopped eating corn, for a long time, as it is said to be bad for diabetes.  Though, now?  Well... sometimes, you just have to enjoy life.

Anyway.  I am hoping to get the corn put up tonight, and maybe husk the rest.  Then, get that parboiled (or some such, boiled a few minutes, then cooled, then cut off the cob).  Then get that bagged and frozen.  It's still quite good.  I was worried, having just dropped for a few days.  But, no, still good.  Not quite yet, but soon.

I missed getting the trash out.  I just fell, hard, and couldn't get my feet.  It is sort of amazing.  I really couldn't stay awake, and was never able to get to anything.  Achy, everywhere.  But I've been achy all summer.  Arms, legs, muscles, joints.  But my organs aren't screaming.  And the pains are... more mild.  Just aches, pinches sometimes.

I am grateful for the opportunity to keep at things.  I try to ignore the pain, or just accept it.  As I have mentioned, I offer this to those in purgatory.  I have... certain ones in mind.  I hope that is where they are.  Some is for those I consider, name, some is for those poor bastards who have no one who knows their name.  I was... among them.  Close as I was, as I remember things, to the gates.  I... still couldn't move on, not just then.  Dreadful to move on, worse to not.  Fire.  But fire was seen with gratitude, just weakness.

I don't mind the pain.  I guess, if nothing else, I can farm that.  Spend it on the... lost.  A breeze, letting them know which way to go.  Some are people I wouldn't talk to here on earth, had I known them.  And, yet, I would do much to see them in heaven.  Even if I didn't get there.  It's... not as it seems.  Though, I do hope to be in heaven.  That's a God thing, like life and death.  Still, I find gratitude in being able to suffer for others.  Though, pain pills...  I have lost those?  I need to find them, take a day off every other week, or once a month.  There is peace, from time to time, too.

On... to something.  Later.

Something is a bit off.

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Started out okay.  Doing mostly okay, if not really getting to much.  Then a bloody nose.  I kept checking it, it kept bleeding.  Then?  The other nostril.  Two bloody noses, I guess.  A bit woozy, too.  Not too tired, not cold or even too cool.  But, not able to get to much.  

I have been playing games, in an attempt to jumpstart something.  I'm doing okay, if not the best... in the game.  And it isn't helping me to start other things.  Sometimes it does.  Sometimes, like this time, there is no difference between pushing and sitting... browsing.  I just made some fatted coffee.  Haven't had that in a while.  Not interested.  Mostly drinking plain, if reverse osmosis, water.

I would like to water the lawn, but I just can't get to it tonight.  Tomorrow?  I can hope.  I will get to corn, if it kills me, tonight.  It's still 81 in this front room?  I opened up and turned on the more powerful fan.  It was 72 outside, so it's just not all that cool?  Well, it's only 21:23.  It feels later, but it's not.

It's rough.  Just not sure what has gone wrong.  I am probably only warm because it is actually hot and I am wearing to layers on my legs.  I fear getting cold and crashing, or just crashing.  So tired.  Energy levels could drop in a heartbeat.  I don't know.  More gaming, with a timer.  I'll see if I can get to somethin in a couple hours.  I just can't right now.  Later.

Awake, again, for... a while?

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Up at around 17:00.  It got really hot up there.  It was 79, when I looked.  Impossible to sleep in, yet I still couldn't wake.  So, I shut things down, turned on the ac, and went back to bed.  So tired.  Usually so cold.  I slept with two layers for bottoms.  Even then, I was chilly.  No socks, because those, somehow, sometimes, can make it seem even colder.  I don't understand how, only when.  And, that when is when I am cold from illness.  That is what the problem is.

A lot of sleep recently.  I suspect, before midnight, I'll be down again.  It is 90 outside.  Not sure if it was hotter earlier or not.  But that is still pretty warm.  76/78/79 downstairs, and 73/76 upstairs (in part because the door to the downstairs was left open when I turned the ac on.  I shouldn't be feeling frigid.  Now, currently, I am not.  But... it might return as the temps begin to fall.  It's like my body feels the cooling, hops on, and just coasts down into the cold... well beyond the real marks.

Several calls.  But I don't know the numbers, no messages.  I hate that.

Today?  Whatever I can do.  Might not be much.  Later.

I'm not going to make it.

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I was never really able to fully wake.  And I won't really wake up.  Not... quite yet.  I am falling back to sleep, and there is almost nothing I can do about it.  Not too cold, mostly.  But there is something that feels cold, inside.  Adding more clothes won't help this.  It's... a health thing.

So, back on to bed.  Have a great day, anyway.  I will, if I can ever wake up.  I have things to do, and will get to them as possible.  God speed, and design.  I made it to 06:47.  Up a few hours, anyway.  Goodnight.

I couldn't stay awake.

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Shortly after the last post, I felt so cold I couldn't stay awake.  So, on up to bed.  I crawled in.  I... can't be sure when?  22:30?  20:30?  19:00?  After the last post, but not by long.  A quick check... the last post was started at 19:47.  So... yea.  What a crash.  Down so very hard.  So cold.  Couldn't stay conscious.  Reminded me of when I have been in shock, only without the pain, or... after the pain had passed.

I woke around 02:30?  Yea, about then.  It 2as 74 near me, 73 in the main of the room.  Odd.  Usually it is three degrees cooler out in the room.  It was still 79/81 up front here, and about 77 in the main.  So, yea, I opened things up a bit and turned on some fans.  Just been awake for a short bit, but has cooled a bit in here.  While 81 seemed cold, when I went down, 77 feels rather warm even now, with the fans going.

I didn't get corn going.  I'll do that shortly, unless I crash again.  But, probably.  I did check it, it seems okay, still.  But I best get going.  I have filled a smaller bin of water, to attempt to make the packages as airtight as possible.  Popping popcorn for something quick and warm to eat.  If I have coal, I'll do some grilling as well, later.

This time, I put on two layers of bottoms, of course on top of unders.  If just a muscle shirt for now.  I can always add a second shirt, or jacket.  But, so far, all is good.  Socks, too.  Though, I think the sensation of cold was the heart just... being tired.  I pushed last week, and then last night.  It adds up and can, and did, take me down.

Tired, worn.

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Fair enough, now.  I was up way late, both working on the corn, and looking for the scope.  I completed neither task, but that doesn't mean I didn't do everything I could do, and more.  I definitely overdid things.  Then, it was too cold upstairs, and too hot when I came down, and is getting too cold again, down here.  I had to put on thick pj bottoms over else, and were a jacket while working on the corn.

I just checked outside.  It read 79, but feels like 73.  It's cool out there, for being so warm.  And while it feels cool, at 76 in the main area, at least it feels warm in this front room at 82.  But I was in the living room, at 76.  So, not sure why 79 feels so cool.  Strange days these days.

I am still trying to get things together.  I did sort out the litter boxes.  But next I need to sort out the corn.  First what is ready, and then on to what needs worked a bit more.  Much of it is bagged, ready to have the air pushed out of it, then frozen just on the cob.  But the cobs needing blanched, and cooled, then cut off, remains.  I am pretty sure I can finish it up tonight.  Hopefully before it gets just plain cold out there.

I just... I need to get going.  I may have to push through.  I may not feel like it, all night.  I was up way too late, yesterday, and really did exhaust myself.  Still, it's a good thing.  I just wish the price wasn't so severe so often.  Later.

Some of it.

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I got, say, seven dozen ears husked, plus.  I may well end up with three or four more dozen yet to do.  I didn't get them frozen, but will.  Chief Nose Wetter had something up, a video, about how to get water out of the bags, as one is freezing things for winter.  Ah, not the same video, but it will do.  I'm glad I watched this one.  I was wondering what would be large enough.  A bucket will do.  In the tub.

Well?

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Had some corn to hand off.  And, since he was going shooting, I handed off a couple of rifles.  Not for tonight.  I looked around for my scope, was hoping to hand that out too.  Nope.  Or, not yet.  I have been looking for it since.  Well, when I can.  I can't believe it isn't showing up!

As well, I have been husking corn.  So far, three and an half dozen ears.  I only have... six or seven more... dozen.  Ugh.  Still, I will get it done tonight.  Will I get the parboiling, or such, done, and all?  Maybe not.  I should get some of it, and the on-cob corn, sorted and frozen.  So, with half going to on-cob, and if I could do half the half to be decobbed, I could maybe get through three quarters of it?  Maybe.

I am about to have six ears.  Cooking them to munch.  He had some very small ones he was just giving away.  I didn't want to take too many, but I did take six of those.  If too, I bought three extra dozen, to help him out.  It's not a lot, but it was something.  Those are on to good homes tonight.

Feeling better.  Not great, but not nearly as poorly as I had been.  Not sure why I felt bad or got better.  Though I'll say, this... was minor.  I haven't felt truly terrible in a long time.  My organs haven't been hurting, my ribs haven't felt torn, so many things I have suffered just aren't a problem anymore.  I suspect it is the medicine.  I am finally on the right stuff, and at a level I can usually maintain.  I can take it, handle taking it, and it works... or well enough.  It won't ever get me back up on my feet, but it will make the dying process a lot less painful.

Well, I best check on the corn.  Perhaps I'll watch a movie, while eating.  It seems y.t. has absolutely stopped putting up new vids.  My social credit score is horrible... for their Chinese masters.  So be it.  Later.

Not feeling well.

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Slight nausea.  A bit tired.  It is 81 here, near the computer, still.  Has been since at least 17:00, 16:00?  That isn't the problem, though.  As I feel cool.  Very strange, but... well, not cool, how about comfortable?  Temperaturewise.  It is 74 outside, but oddly warm for it?  Very odd.  Still, I have opened up the door, to let air in.  We'll see.

I am hoping to get to corn yet tonight.  I'd like to have it all put up by the time I go to bed.  Will see.  That'll be a lot of husking.  But with half of it going to on-cob, or more, it shouldn't be too bad.  I'll have a few ears, for food, while at it.  Then it'll be a while.  Maybe a bag of each type, per month, through the winter.  Two if it turns out well, and it seems I have enough.  Three packages a month would require thirty packs, to get me to next June.  Though I don't think corn is up until later in July, is it?  Not sure, but... I think locally.

A bit of gaming, first.  Something to eat would be good.  I have chops thawed, and several other meats, which could be grilled.  I'll get the grill going, while I game.  Sounds good to me.  I just... that bellyache, or upset stomach, not sure.  Perhaps food will solve it.  I'll eat, either way, in a bit.  Good evening.

Crashed, hard.

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It was too cool, this morning.  And I couldn't... work my way through it.  Around twelve thirty, on through to maybe thirteen thirty?  Somewhere in there I crashed hard.  Maybe even earlier, or later.  I just don't know.  I looked at the clock down here, and up there, several times, but the time just wouldn't stick in my mind.  Up around 16:30, give or take a quarter?  Something.

Awake now, more fully.  But it is 78 down here, in the front room.  And it is 92 outside?  Which is probably as warm as it got, probably.  Probably as warm as it will get too.  Probably.  It was 73 near me, 68 into the room, upstairs.  Odd, the large difference.  Then again, usually I don't sleep in the hottest part of the day, either.  Oh, and 74 in the main of the house still, which I was finding a bit too cool to remain awake earlier.  Odd.  Both odd that it is still that cool, and that it crashed my systems.  But... all good.

More dreaming about that island.  Exploring it, but exploring what happened too.  Everyone else, to some degree, was in on it.  I didn't really care, to be honest.  I was just trying to sort out how deep the hatred.  For some it was just a game, for others it was with full intent, even to do harm and cause financial discomfort.

A beautiful town, all of stones.  From houses to shops to streets.  Not updated, almost at all.  Electrical runs, though, modern sewage equivalents but of ancient techniques.  Vistas, overhangs, parapets, and city and castle walls.  It was a marvel of very old engineering.  Merely, for the most part, kept up.  I suspect they were keeping it on the basis of a prophecy.  A place for people, one day, in which again to dwell and live.

I could... feel out the minds, of the monks and nuns.  Initially they had been tasked with simply keeping the prophecy implications going.  But those who don't believe, don't do well.  So, over time, they found monks, nuns, and priests who believed.  Brought them in, and put them in charge.  And, finally, the place was managed with diligence.  Modernized with electricity, had water works replaces to remove all lead, and made the place into a fully functional city-state, with even arms and other things for the new population.

The reason the archbishop chose this place was because of another black bishop.  Not black skinned, souled.  There were many archbishops and bishops ordained here, most were of the right sort.  But this one chose to be ordained here because of a particularly infamous one among the right ones.  As mentioned, if I had known which one was to be ordained, I would not have been there.  

They say dreams can't, or don't, recur or carry on.  I... don't think the experts are very expert.  They certainly don't understand my dreams.  And, I doubt if I am all that unusual.  I'm too blasé to even be unique or interesting in any particular way.  Mostly just waiting around to die.  Don't have time to be interesting or exciting.  Heck, I can't even stay awake, without probably showering and dressing more warmly, on a low 70s degree day!  Like an old dog, needing the fired cast oven to be near, just to... stave off the cold of death.

Anyway... I am up!  Sassy has been fed.  Her litter cleared.  I'm hoping to hit the corn tonight.  Oh, my mother did blanch, then cool, the corn... when cutting it from the cob.  But, on the cob, she just cleared and cleaned that, and put six in a gallon bag.  She used to add sugar, but I think stopped doing that.  With better corn, it isn't needed.  That would more be for field corn, when it was edible?  Or before they really made it sweet?  Or just the old ways.  When the .gov was pushing sugar on us.

A shower, too, sometime.  I refilled water jugs between this morning and since waking.  The water purifier had been offline, so as to get in the freezer.  Actually, I still need to get in there, so I won't be doing a whole lot more on that top, and need to clear it again.  Oh, but the work I have been doing on the water softener?  That has helped with the reverse osmosis.  Now, it uses almost all of the water in the reservoir, rather than two thirds.  And, there is no salty residue.  So... yes, it worked.  Still, one more shot, at the end of the month.  Amazing how things differ with a bit of work.  And, how easy and inexpensive things are.  Some things.

The next physical house project is to begin going through drawers, sanding them, and spraying them with clear spray paint.  Well, will try a few, see if that really works.  If so, I'll continue.  It is rather inexpensive.  Whereas shellac is expensive as heck.  Or... seems to be.  At $35 a quart?  Ugh.  Then again, who knows.  Maybe a quart would outlast the six spray cans by a mile?  Will find out.  Well, sanding, spraying, and maybe putting up mesh to keep critters out.  Only had it happen once, but... was disturbing.  

Though, any of that, other than corn, today?  I just don't know.  Maybe.  Later. 

What a strange night.

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I did get to bed early.  Perhaps 21:30?  But I awoke around 23:30 to 00:30?  Sometime in there.  Then was awake until 04:30ish?  Pretty close.  I am waking, again, right at 11:00, as I sit.  It was 73/73 upstairs, is 70/71/72 down here, while already up to 82 outside?  And a hot feeling 82.  All good.

This is the earliest I have been up for three to five days.  While not perfect, and it took a bit of a jog, I... am pleased.  I hope to do even better in time.  Though, maybe I have lost the day.  Hard to know, up front.

My mother was telling me that a friend of hers, there, is ill.  And it may be her time of passing.  At 97, she just... is tired.  And is ready to go.  My mother is a big girl, and understands.  But... would miss her.  If she wouldn't say anything.  She spent the last night in with her.  And was a bit out, from trying to sleep in the recliner, I suspect.  It is what friends do.  I've been praying for them off and on.

I didn't tell her, but... we don't get that choice.  Or... I would have been gone a long time ago.  We don't get to choose the time.  Even if we fudge, attempt a mulligan, or others do it, it isn't up to us wee ones.  Is it God who decides, or does He have a system that decides?  Or, maybe, a bit of both?  I don't know.  But I... merely prayed for them in their hours of concern, for their concerns and God's will.  I can do no more or less.

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Oh, and a dream.  I was invited to go to a cardinals ordination?  It was to be a small event.  Out, on an island, in a once city.  A place which had been full of life, until it was mostly passed by.  It was, thence, kept functional and restored by monks, as a respite for pilgrims, a place for tired priests and such to go, the monastery and a nunnery, both putting in to keep the place functioning and available.  But, for the most part, empty much of the year... say a 1200 century castle keep and city.

If I had known which archbishop was set to become cardinal, I would not have gone.  But, there I was, with the rest of a group.  As the new cardinal was grasping hands, as part of his initiations, he suggested with surprise that I had warm, friendly, hands.  His eyes... got large, in surprise.  Anyway, the ceremony ended.

Me and another fellow were new to these things, and were the last ones out.  As we were going, they shut the doors in front of us, each of us going a different way.  We had to fiddle with our own doors, to get them open.  By then, the horse-draw carriage that had brought us was thundering down the way.  There had been something in their eyes, when they rushed out.  This was planned.

Now, being who, what, I am... I had studied the island.  I knew that the carriage had to go down many streets, in a circular fashion, many times around, for the road was circular.  There was no straight way to the piers.  As well, I knew, at the circularity of the roads, they couldn't keep up speed.  It would take them an hour or two to get where a pedestrian could get in half an hour or less.  If one knew their way, and I did.

So, I instructed the second fellow with me to meet me at the pier, and give him the simple instructions.  I got to a place where the carriage would have to go quite slow to round, a particularly sharp turn.  Then I waited, letting on as it came by.  I then asked what the deal was, why they were left.  And was told if I didn't quite get it, or remember to now.  But it was leftists being mean, basically.  I suggested they go back, and pick them up.  Only then did they realize who I was.  And, well, they did go back.

I got off, as they were heading back around.  And, I made it to the pier.  I told the captain to go on.  There would be only one trip to shore tonight.  He asked about the others.  I merely said, if they were here, they would be here already.  Not... a lie.  So, we went on.  At near the shore, he got a call and was about to turn.  I just shook my head at him.  After he let us off, he could go on back.  I let him know it wasn't an option.

Then, when to shore, we got into the bus, and told them to take us on to the airport.  They, too, asked about the others.  I just, again, said if they were there, they would be going.  More a reality statement than an idea about any truth.  And, it was true.  So, we went on to the airport, caught our flights, and were home before you knew it!

The others?  Oh... some were a bit hot under the collar.  I just said, what's up, Doc.  One thought about coming to blows.  I just asked him, if I was a threat to him, if I tried to enter his business field, as a competitor.  He said of course not.  So, I told him, that was the same about him physically threatening me.  He... understand, and calmed his jets.

Me and the other fellow, and some of the other truer Catholics, had a chuckle about this for years.  The others didn't try games again.  Apparently, they all had other things they need to be home to do, and missed by three days their other duties and attendances.  From archbishops' affairs, to business and family deals, to other such.  Not my problem.

What a strange dream.  Amen.

Got stuck!

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Looking up some things.  Having trouble getting the bathtub clean.  I've tried a lot of things.  It's just... icky.  I want it clean.  As well, there is a stain on a bamboo floor.  Not sure it will be able to be cleaned.  There were a few other notions I was trying to find.

Sometimes I find solutions, but many of them I don't trust.  Dawn (or any dishsoap) and baking soda?  I really doubt it.  I will try it, since it is cheap, and I have it on hand.  But, really, most such things don't work.  Baking soda and vinegar really doesn't do much for anything.  Vinegar is okay, for laundry that is musty.  But, not much else.  And baking soda shouldn't be used on carpets (unless you are using a shop vac to pick it up, from what I have heard).  Shop vacs were made to handle small particulate.

I... got lost, looking and finding nothing that really satisfied.  Still, I will give some of the things a shot, in time.  Not tonight.  Too tired.  Should have been in bed a while ago.  But, at 10:23?  It sure beats 02:00, or 04:30 (or later) yesterday.  Well, and I had such a full belly!  Food was good, but I got stuffed.  Now, hopefully, I can crash.  Goodnight.

Chili, hotdogs, and corn.

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Stuffed to the gills.  I did enjoy not just eating, but making the meal.  Oh, sure, simple.  Plain.  But food that, at least in Iowa, probably Utah, Nebraska, Kansas, Missouri, and a few other states, is the food of celebrations, it was good.  Blue collar folk don't have steaks often, and almost never for kids.  But, hot dogs, corn, and chili?  Well, even adults enjoy that.

Memories.  Funny thing?  I hated hot dogs, and bologna, as a kid.  I actually started liking these in my 30s.  I didn't try, it just happened.  But... when it happened?  That caused me to start working at liking the other things I hated as a kid.  The first thing I began working on was cabbage.  And, now I love the stuff, brussels sprouts took a like longer, but I love it even more... just can't afford it usually.

It has already dropped below 80.  And it will probably drop quickly, as much as ten degree an hour, or more, as the night goes on.  Though, maybe, it will be rude and not play by civil normalcy and keep warm all night just to prove me wrong.  How rude!  But, it happens.

Now?  I did empty the top freezer.  But it wasn't icy.  It smells.  But, that... cranky freezer smell.  I just put what was staying back, pulled three or four packages to set to thaw, and will... think about it.  Other than that, no work.  Well, I did husk the rest of the what was left from the dozen ears of corn I broke into last night.  Out, while it was 92, and yet quite comfortable.  Very... strange...

No, I think I'll go on to bed.  Shortly.  Not quite yet, but by 21:00?  I can hope.  I'm a bit overly full.  Supper wasn't just fun, it was filling.  Still, I think I can be to bed early, finally, tonight.  And, maybe, tomorrow.  Then, try to be up earlier in the mornings.  I want my days back.  Hot or cold, I... want to be getting up by four to six.  Maybe get a shower first thing, or get dressed if I'm not going to shower until later.  I'll do my best.  Goodnight. 

So tired.

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I suppose it should be expected.  I pushed, then was pulled a bit.  I haven't felt overheated, though, lately.  If anything, I feel a bit cool.

I had to check.  It is 92 outside.  And, 78 in this front room, both near the computer and in general.  Strange.  Usually it is warmer near the machine.  Further, it is 73 in the main of the house.  Very strange.  But I'll gladly take it.  It's just that, at 73, it feels cold in the rest of the house.  And, taking a minor stroll out in the heat?  My skin feels cool to the touch.  Cold even.  But, I am comfortable.  Mostly.

Trying to jog my joints, from their aches.  It is mostly my shoulders.  Though they have been hurting for... months now.  Not sure what the problem is.  But it started back in the spring, when I started back in to work on the house.  Followed through when I backed off work due to heat, and remains.  Though, I think, it has improved?  Well, the pains aren't as intense, or of the same sort?  It's more as if I have been using them, rather than just joints acting up, for whatever reason.

Hmm... I'll get in, check the freezers out.  It's tough to get going today, but... I'll get ot these things.  Start off, do what I can.  Clear the freezertop, then go through what is in the fridge's freezer.  Then defrost that.  But, first, I'll see if I can find a vid on defrosting freezers topping refrigerators.  Later.

Awake early, given the givens.

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I wasn't to bed until after 4:30, maybe even past five?  Not that I did a lot yesterday, but I did some.  But, the work of the week really got me.  And I did water the lawn last night.  It's a bit of a chore.  Well, and picked up over a dozen dozens of ears of corn last night.  And did a few other things?

It's, just, that picking up the corn threw watering off, took longer, then I had to relax my way down to even being able to sleep.  I have been on the way to waking from noon thirty, right until I did wake, get up, at 13:01.  Sassy was hungry.  I was using her to help me.  I'd ask her if she was hungry and she would "Meow", as if she was in serious suffering.  :)

She hates when I do that.  I will do it over, and again.  She only tolerates it because she suspects I mean it, I just need a little help waking up.  Well, and I'm slightly cruel.  Oh, she is too.  But, when it's my turn?  Hungry!  MEOW!  *grins*  But, she was fed, first thing.  If I don't tease her, which is actually rare, I feed her when I want.  If I have teased, I feed her right away.  Plus, it actually does help me wake.

Today?  I'm not absolutely sure.  It is 88 outside, and was 77 in the middle of the room, 75 near me, upstairs.  I tried something new.  With the windows open, I turned the big fan, near the west window, to low.  And the one near me, to high... the one that is up off the ground.  Just curious.  Downstairs is 73 in the main, 72 in this front room.  Strange readings, I'll admit.  I don't quite get these.  But I'll gladly take them.

Oh... and leg cramps?  Fixed.  Blankets aren't quite it.  Thin pj bottoms do the trick.  I would have thought they would be too warm.  And, probably, that is part of why I am awake.  Above, say, 74, they probably are too warm.  But, below that, especially with a fan nearby, my legs cramp from the cold air being taken away.  My lungs LOVE the extra air, but my body, below a certain temp, cramps.  I can't believe how long it takes to sort these things out.

Then again, I have the memory of a seeming goldfish, attention span of a seven year old boy, and general temperament of a thirteen year old girl.  Yum.  Still, in time, and especially as I have gotten better in these last two to three years... things are more reasonably, certainly, and clearly being managed, arranged, sorted.  It's been a confusing thirty years of near death living.  But it has improved, finally, with the right... or righter... heart medicine.  Just treating the disease that is the problem makes a huge difference.

And, yes.  I have been staying on medicine very well lately.  Once, for the most part, high summer is gone?  Then I can get things moving, and doing, and stay on top of things.  Right until deep winter arrived.  I am not worried about getting much done today or tomorrow.  Though, it would be nice to get a few things ready.  Cleaning the grates in the oven, clearing that out a bit lightly, straightening a bit in the bathroom for a bombing run this coming week, clearing the table a bit, oh, and sorting out first the one freezer, then the other, pulling meat between.  I might even be able to defrost the one freezer today.  Just put all keepers in the drop in, leave it open for a while, clear and clean ice and water, then reset it.  I can hope.  Not sure I can just do the freezer top though.  Of if I need to clear the whole thing, refrigerator and all?  I'll... look around more, online.

But, really, not much this weekend.  A bit.  My arms are sore, from branches, and just generally doing something every day since... last Saturday?  Pretty much.  It's a good soreness, from doing not just from illness.  Illness soreness feels like I've been robbed, and I have been, really.  This feels... good.  Pain from work, at least you know you were getting what you were giving, or the other way around, or both.  I call it success.  I enjoy pain from work.  But, too, I have limits.  Surprised I pushed through this far, but will take it.  But, too, am done for the weekend, mostly.

Later.

Done!

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Watering the lawn is actually a lot of work.  I have two sprinklers, and about two hundred, possibly fifty more yet, yards of hoses to move.  It's... quite a tow.  I moved each sprinkler and it's share of the house six times, and about fifty to a hundred feet each time.  It's not the most brutal work, but it does begin to weigh on a guy.  But, it's good to have the lawn watered.  I kept thinking water would be happening daily, for a while, but it just didn't.  We got a heavy rain, a few light rains.  And, then, unusual to normalcy as I had learned it, it just up and absolutely stopped.  So... back to watering.

The city has cut from 20k to 10k gallons a month.  I am not sure how much overuse is.  I should ask, some morning.  Now that I have the city site bookmarked, calling in should be easy enough.  Oh, it's not important, to me.  But I would like to know.  And this gives them something different to do, without being a big fuss or interfering with their real tasks.  I'll check Monday, or when I remember.  Plus, it's always nice to speak with a woman.  Well... sometimes.  :p

The corn was fantastic, again.  I haven't had fresh corn on the cob in... years.  Just half a dozen tonight.  I might just keep that batch, and have three a day, ever few days.  Other than what I would like to hand out, the rest will be shucked, cobbed, and frozen.  Hmm, not enough cobs to keep, really.  But they used to use those for burning, in the winter, and for... well... when the Sear's magazine was out!  Seriously.  Or, so I have heard.  Never can be sure, though.  Some old timers tell very tall tales.

Oh, the fellow I bought these from was telling me someone was looking for the biggest corn.  Didn't end up buying.  As an Iowa corn eater, from youth to nearly old age, and now a Utahan, I'll tell you, smaller, for sweet corn, is usually the best.  Oh, I have eaten bigger corn.  Generally that is what we called field corn.  And, there were times, when that used to be in season, and was okay.  But it wasn't sweet corn.

Now, one doesn't dare eat field corn.  I'm not even sure it is safe for cattle.  It's pretty much just prechemical stuff.  Used, poorly, for fuel.  Used as rough livestock feed.  Definitely used for sweetener (if really not better or worse than sugar).  And who knows what else they are trying to make it into, chemicalwise.  But I wouldn't eat field corn today on a bet.  Even at what should be it's prime.  Still, your dollar, your belly.

But that corn is something else.  I had feared they wouldn't have good sweetcorn here, in Utah.  At least up here in the north, they have it.  And every bit as good as Iowa corn.  It might be slightly rarer, not as many do it.  But, those who do produce some fine sweet corn.  Now, if mom would just help me know how to store it.  She has tried dozens of ways, and finally came to a decision.  I just can't remember.  But, I thought, she just cobbed it, bagged it in meal portions, then froze it.  Nothing fancy.  I think.  I'll find out soon enough.

It's bedtime, but I can't crawl in.  I have to relax a bit, and digest some of this corn.  It's a pleasant night, down to 53 last I looked.  But dry as a bone.  The hydrometer was reading "lo", even in here.  Until watering.  Now it is reading 23%.  But, just because there are fans on, and the lawn has been so well watered.

Well.  On to bed, shortly.  Goodnight.

Ahead of plans.

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I ordered corn, to be picked up Monday.  A lot of it.  The people called me back, tonight, and made a counterproposal.  They had received an order for twenty dozen, twice what I ordered, but... that fell through.  So, could I pick my order up early?  Not a problem.  That corn was fantastic.  And a few days early is all good.  As a fact, I ordered a few extra dozen, to hand out.

So, to town to pick that up.  The front yard got extra water.  I could have moved it earlier, but let it go.  The yard needs extra water anyway.  Only the front will really get it.  It rained for a bit, then just... stopped.  Haven't had water in a while.  But I have been trying to keep it watered before it got too bad again.

I did stop at fast food.  Since I was out, so I wouldn't have to cook.  Not the best food, but it was warm, fast, and relatively cheap.  Just in, and out.  But I spent a good half hour speaking with the gent.  He's a bit of a traveler, if mostly into Mexico.  Visiting the various peoples from down that way.  The indigenous peoples.  He is of one people, English.  He suggested they had one distant relative who was Dutch.  But, other than that...  I am just the opposite.  Everyone in my family comes from blood enemies, all, and of each other. 

Anyway... so, there I have thirteen dozen ears of corn.  Can't quite get to them tonight, but tomorrow.  Some will be gifted out.  Some of the finest corn I have eaten.  Not a worm was found, so far.  And hefty corn, thick, like eaten vegetal velvet?  Something like that.  Quite the find, which is why I ordered more as soon as I found the note, number, and was awake at a reasonable hour.

Not much else, tonight.  Just the watering.  Then I'll close the place up, go on to bed, and get to a few light things tomorrow.  Maybe a shower tonight, though.  Maybe.  But tomorrow?  Bathroom cleaning, light stuff.  Sorting.  And, possibly a start, maybe through to a finish, cleaning the oven.  If I do anything heavier, if it isn't too hot or I feel okay out in it, possible cutting the bigger branches down to lengths, to be moved over to the other pile of lengths of bigger branches.

But, that is probably it.  Oh, I might work on cardboard tonight, and finish that tomorrow if I don't get it all done tonight.  Who knows.  I'm not in for a long haul, hard hitting, work day.  That's all I am saying.  Not much Sunday, either.  But, Monday, if possible, I'd like to dig back in.  Mostly the bathroom, down to the nubs.  Then a start in on the kitchen, and this room.  Especially since cardboard should be packed back down, and put in the Xterra for removal soon.  I really need to unload her, the next time I am in town.  Ugh.

Even if next week is a bit hotter, I'd still like to push on through.  If I can.  If not... I'll just wait a bit longer.  When it cools, I need to rake.  First branches.  Though, this year, I would like to get leaves up and gone, early, before they make too much of a mess.  I am definitely hoping to get a lot of work done this fall.  Maybe even cleaning out the garage, while at other things.  Well, and cement patching the whole in the driveway.  Little and big things.  We'll see.

Oh, and I should be getting the manual for the Xterra, and some other tools and parts in order to change oil, filters, check other fluids, and else.  I made a deal with someone, to have some equipment available, and to act as an advisor as I learn to do some things with my suv.  It's a start.

And... maybe... there might be a bike sooner than anticipated.  Maybe.  Just, from how things are sounding, it's possible.  Some negotiated ideas have been passed, from a main and side actor.  Could see if it will work.  It would just be a starter.  Something to figure out gears, breaks, and else.  And... just a maybe.  But, when, if, all... other things.  And, I would want a helmet, riding jacket, riding pants, and actual riding gloves.  Though, with else taken care of, over the next month or two, it is possible.

Yes, especially with water caught up, the serger paid, mostly, and just a few bills to pay down.  Even with savings doing well, this month, and better next month, there will still be some room to wiggle parts and bits as things get going.  Always an if, though, isn't it?  If, and when not an if, a when.  Always something.  But that is a joy, not a complaint.  I love not being... sure.  God didn't give me a promise on all things, only all things in their time.  Which... assumes that something has a time, which it may not.  Or... not a time in my timeline?  Amen.

Almost done watering.  I decided to have more corn.  Should have done that earlier, but you know how that sometimes goes.  I was still full from supper, though, too.  Didn't think I'd want corn tonight.  But that was so very good.  Had to have more, as time crept by.  Water is going, it is husked, live is good, will be better.  Later.

A few specials.

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Sure, I have canned corn.  With more on the way.  I got into a good deal on canned, so ordered a large group.  Still, it's not as good as fresh.  Which, I got a taste of, yesterday.  Now, I can't eat dozens at a time.  That one dozen about killed me.  With kindness, perhaps.  But, yea.  Still?  I'd like some fresh.

So, I ordered 12 dozen.  Then, I called my mom.  I am pretty sure she just husked, cut, and froze it.  Not bothering the blanch, let alone cook, it all.  Still, I can't remember for certain.  So, the call.  But, she didn't answer.  I left a quite message.  I'll hear from her when I do.  Though, I bought the two extra to give a dozen or three away.  Really good corn, and I have a few neighbors I would like to treat.  Haven't been nice in a while.

As well, I checked on finances.  Tight. but... not... dangerously tight.  So, I ordered some salami and various cheeses.  Yea.  I... love those things.  Haven't had the money, or inclination, for a while.  Every three or four months I try to have something special.  A special supper out, cheese and salami, or... something.  Well, it's probably past time, and there it is.  Might get out to a dinner, soon, too.

I did get out to the yard.  No real work.  But I moved a bail of hay to a shed, and set up the sprinklers.  Tonight may be the night.  It isn't 20:00, which last I heard was the cut off, the earliest they wanted sprinkling to begin by.  But it is just below 80... 79.  I set the timer, so as to begin at 20:00.  Which is about forty minutes off.  By then it should be well into the mid 70s range, so watering, to my mind, and to the city rules, should all come together.

I really don't know about doing much else.  Not sure what I have to eat.  Not sure I want to eat.  I'm just not hungry.  Though, perhaps, I could go through the freezers, get rid of some things, and sort and set some things to thaw.  I may even defrost the top freezer on the fridge.  Then set that back up, after it is clean and refrozen?  Maybe.  I'll have to see how to do that.  Hopefully it is easy enough.  Later.

A rough day.

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I have burned out this week.  Joints, muscles, bones, hurt.  Not that I have done all that much, but it is a lot for me.  My muscles are enlarging, given the givens.  But it hurts for it.  I am pleased with this.  I like to hurt.  I like growth.  Even as little as it is.

After looking around the web, for a bit, I just went on to gaming.  I'm playing the third of fourth difficultly.  For no real reason.  I can't get the platinum trophy in this game, because it requires online gaming and I don't play online.  So, at this point, it's just... something to do while not doing something else.

I suppose I could... no... no more work, for a while.  I have well and truly wiped myself out for a while.  Even getting to sewing would require putting up a couple of tables... after making room for them, then setting them up with topping material.  And, then, working on patterns.  So, not... quite ready for that.

Though, through the day, I may take care of boxes which have shown up since my last run.  And getting those into the suv.  I won't do cement, for the driveway fix, quite yet.  But that is coming up soon.  A shower, at some point, today would be good.  And, maybe a bit of light work in the bathroom, and maybe a start in on the oven.  But I won't hit too much, too fast, or too hard.  Just... little bits here and there.

Oh, and stretches.  When I remember things hurt a bit, I am lightly extending an arm from the shoulder joint, and giving it some rotation and movement against or with the pain.  Same with the neck and else.  Not sure it will really help, but trying to ease some things.  Not sure it is helping, but I don't think it is hurting.  Slow and easy, as with work.  Later.

The internet went down.

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Something tore the line, downtown.  Not sure what happened, exactly, only the result.  I realized it was down around 16:00, received a notice an half hour later that it would be back up by 17:30.  It wasn't back on at 00:20, when I finally gave up and went to bed.  I wanted to be to be earlier, I just... was waiting for it to come back online.  Nope.  I had to give up.

I finished all the dishes yesterday.  From washing, rinsing, drying, air drying, and putting up.  As well, I went to town, picked up some cash... always good to have a bit of money on hand.  Got the suv washed.  Got a meal.  Then came home.  I thought about groceries, but wasn't dressed well enough for it.  And, was tired, plus it was really hot.  I did what I had hoped to do.  Oh, and checked the mail on my way home.  All good.

On the way home, I saw a kid doing a lemonade stand, so I got one.  Then I saw a farmer selling corn.  So I got some of that, which ended up being a late supper.  When I got home, I went to set up the table, in the back.  Cast, with cast chairs.  It had tipped, so I righted it, ostensibly to have a place to husk the corn.  But I realized how bad the branches had gotten.

So, I got to work on the branches.  Some are twigs, but that pile is four foot high!  Not crushed down, compacted, but not just completely wildly branched, either.  Then I grabbed the four to six inch branches, as big as small trees.  There were half a dozen of those .  There is raking to be done, for the even smaller twigs, but that was it for yesterday.  A decent little project.  Wore me right out.

But, the kitchen is in really good shape, trash and recycling is out for now, the main of the branches are sorted, and dishes are done.  Not bad for a day off.  Today, though, yes... I am taking today off.  I might do some small things, in the bathroom.  Maybe the oven, today or tomorrow.  But I am sore and tired.  And, it is supposed to heat up this week, perhaps into the 100s?  Weird, but okay.

If so, though, I won't be doing as much.  I can still do small things, here and there, no matter.  Probably.  It has been a very good week, workwise.  And... bills have been paid, right off.  Always good.  Even if I am broke the rest of the month... not saying I am, just saying if I am... not having things weighing on the mind is good.  And, I have enough cash, and probably enough meat in the freezer, to get me by... eating more gently, which I have been anyway.

A very good start to the new month.  I may be in a bit of debt, but I have stored up a goodly lot of things.  And can make it, maybe, a year, if I had to eat lightly, and live on my stored grub.  It wouldn't be heaven, but it wouldn't be starvation.  I wouldn't have to become criminal to eat.

And, yes, I did place some orders.  Not as much as I was thinking.  But... some.  Some of it food, and replacing, keeping up on stocks of that, so... which I will do.  Must do.  If I can just maintain what I have, then I have that year of supply.  Plus, I would like to add a bit more, if most slowly now.

On to waking up.  then to something to eat.  Later.

Bills, bills, bills.

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I pushed things, for a while, right to the edge, and over a bit.  But, I knew that was planned.  Mostly to get food stored away.  Though, I stepped in, for some tools, and sewing costs, while at it.  But... that is done.  Now it is pay off, pay down, and save time.  Yes, it will be tight.  I cut my shopping cart by two fifths or so.  Paid two bills off, put money in savings, and have money going into another account.

This month will be tight.  Actually, the next three months will be tight.  Not... by need, by want.  After that, it will be kept artificially tight, by stowing money away.  Not for long term savings, but for work on the house, maybe in the spring.  Well, and a motorcycle.  I should still be able to gear up, get a helmet, and safety jacket, pants, and gloves, through the winter.  But, as soon as possible, savings will be hit hard... stuffing every nickel possible.  

I had to call my bank.  The phone system wasn't letting me transfer money from checking to savings.  I have had that problem before.  Fixed it today, again.  No worries, these systems aren't... the best.  I may get in and see if I can't make the transfer automatic.  Currently a few hundred, but, in time, after a few bills are covered, maybe up to four, or even six, hundred?  I don't know.  I'd be... living really tight.  But, $600 a month, for a year, would be $7200.  That is almost enough to buy a new furnace and whole house ac.  Two years of that, and I could do the electrical, plus redo some flooring.  Three years and I might be able to do new windows.  Would also like a natural gas generator, for backup.

Though, too, in there, I need a new refrigerator.  This one is... old.  going.  But I won't be doing anything fancy.  Very simple, plain.  From what I am seeing, the fancy ones don't last, have lots of problems.  Just not... going there.  That's a rich, or even middle class, problem.  I am not that.

Well, I did get most of the dishes put up.  I'll go finish getting those put up, then see about getting the last of them dry, and out to air dry.  Then, some gaming?  Maybe.  But, too, something to eat?  Or later.  Oh, it's the first?  And I have been a good boy.  I need gasoline, too.  Might head out and see about some things.

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Well?  Dishes were put up, the utensils were dried and set out, and I remembered to hit the rust-out stuff, for the water softener.  Boy am I tuckered out now though.  If I get to town, it will be later.  Or, maybe, tomorrow.  But, as far as I am concerned, other than maybe a trip to town, I am done for the day.  Very good.

It hasn't gone up, much, outside.  It is still right at 92.  Which... is warm.  Don't get me wrong.  It is 82 in here, near the computer, in the hot front room, but 75 in the main, and... last I checked, with the ac running about an hour, it was already down to 73 upstairs.  Could take a cool nap?

No.  Oddly, the warmth is very good on the aches and pains from pushing these last few days.  Just... little strains, mild very localized charlie horses, pulls, bruises, and such.  All good.  I'd really like to get to town.  But not quite yet.

I love having bills tended, including paying myself, for now.  If not in full, but larger is managed, and most other things are arranged.  Oh... local utilities... water, garbage, and such...  I'll... get that.  See if I can get that to automatic payments.  Then?  Then life will be grand.  Later.

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Check!  Paid, the last of what was owed from the past, plus this month to current.  Very nice.  Now, other than electric and gas, I am paid up for the month.  Curious to see if there is anything left, to put into savings, groceries, and perhaps a meal or two out?  Who knows.  Later for sure.

A bit late.

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Not until 13:00 was I able to wake.  Oh, I turned, and checked the time, from 9:00 on, every couple of hours, or hour, or half hour.  It was 77 when I woke.  Upstairs, in both places I measure.  So, I shut the place down and turned the ac on.  May want a nap later.

Then, down.  It is pleasant downstairs, 74/74/75 near the computer.  Sassy got fet first thing, being late.  And I cleared her cat litter.  I have to say, I won't be needing the change her litter.  It just, even for my abuse, isn't in bad shape.  But I will clear it daily, from now on.  She is a happy cat, and so easy to care for.  A bit of a furball, a hefty girl, but a delight no matter.

Then, I checked the front porch.  Packages.  The clear spray paint I ordered.  I have been smelling my towels, since washing them, and they... smell good, I think.  Will check again anyway.  Still, would like to begin, one by one, going through them.  Using sandpaper, but also seeing if I can't put mesh to make sure critters can't get into them.  It's open, into the house, built in.  I... may be able to fix that.

As well, sewing needles.  A type, and the typical use type, for both my sewing machines and my serger.  But, not five for $7.69, or such, but a hundred for $35.  See what I did there?  Not only that, but at bulk, I will be much more likely to change needles sooner rather than later.  And... that is good for both the sewing projects and sewing/serger machines.  Sharp needles keep them cleaner.

Then, just to make sure, I washed the utensils.  Well, and a few novelty cast iron items.  I have a tiny cast pot and pan, might be useful for something.  And I have a cast iron bread pan.  I would, eventually, like to try a keto or paleo bread recipe.  Anyway, I got those washed, and put back in for a rinse.  The real next trick is to clear the clean dishes, pots, pans, and such, so there is room for these to air dry after being hand dried.  Then, I'll be able to say every counter, and item on them, has been washed and is clean.  For... now.

I am sore today.  I have pushed, for days.  I need a day, or two, off.  But, then, I will be back to it.  I really might be able to clean and clear the upstairs, this front room, the bedrooms, and the livingroom, before winter sets in.  If I can even work four days, and take three days at a much slower pace, through to the end of October, I... might really have a clean and clear house by then.  Hopefully, I will have enough boxes ready to go before winter sets in, so as to be able to rent a dumpster again, for a few weeks or a month... Hopefully through October.  So one of my goals is to clear this front room, band begin sorting boxes to be tossed and getting them in here.  But... I want this room cleared to the floor, the floor cleaned, walls cleaned, and then start bringing boxes in.

A guy can dream.  But, I've been toeing the line, fairly well, as I start up again.  So... who knows.  Maybe.  Heck, I even started up, right first thing, on my... technically... day off.  So.  Yea.  Later.

I did get it.

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The shower.  Nice.  Very nice.  Just a once over, having showered the last two to four days in a row, and worked lightly today.  Still, it was wonderful.

Then I set up the dishes, utensils really, the bigger cooking ones.  Metal, wood, bamboo... all in.  Plus the flat wear from supper.  I had already washed the pan from supper, with the earlier groups.  Everything else has been dried and set out to finish air drying.  Though, some of it has already been put up, or put to use as with the sprout towers.

It was 57 the last I looked.  Humidity was higher, but that meter is near where I watered.  I suspect it went up for that.  Though, it often does get more humid in the night.  Or can.  So very good.  A bit tired, and achy, but the shower helped with the pains.  Softened them.

I just have to figure out how to ease my way on to bed.  I am hungry.  Perhaps a couple of cups of fruit?  Something.  I'd like a bit more, just don't think I can figure out more.  A can of soup?  That might work.  And the fruit?  Sure.  Just have to have something more.  Goodnight.

Wow, a good night.

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I have gotten all the dishes which were set up on to air drying.  Small appliances are cleaned, dry, and set up.  And most of the sprinkling, for the lawn, is done, save the last zone which is going now.  The only thing left to do is to get a shower.  Oh, but I need to reset the water softener, put some of that gunk in it, to clean it out.  Yea, it is doing better.  But it's not quite there yet.

I'll go do that, let it run while I wait the last cycle.  Then take a shower where that has run it's course.

I still have dishes.  The utensils, near where I cook?  Sometimes, if I haven't been using them for a while, they get greasy.  So... those will have to be cleaned and reset.  I did the main knife set.  The others... I'll set them up, after I shower.  But no more dishes tonight.  All the counters, the freezertop, and stovetop, are or have been cleared, and cleaned.  After I put away dishes tomorrow, I will clear the freezertop, again, to get in and pull meat out to thaw, and put some in the fridge/freezer.

A rather good day.  Tired.  It's late, nearly a quarter past midnight.  But I did well.  I'll only do dishes tomorrow because they aren't difficult.  And it will mean the kitchen, or aspects of it, are back in very good trim.  These will just finish that off.  But, really, I need a day or two down.  I just don't want to stop, completely.

What a ride!  Later, or more likely goodnight.

Really doing well.

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I'm into the third of five zones, for watering the lawn.  I cleaned off the countertop appliances, and with the counters clean, have replaced them to their positions.  I'll give it to the next run, then hit the dishes.  Whatever else, after washing them, I'll shower.  Then either reset them, and do them.  Or just set them up, whatever needs washing again, for tomorrow?  Or... maybe, I'll finish them tonight.  That would mean another shower, nearly first thing tomorrow morning.  That would be nice.

Sure, a daily shower might be a luxury, for a week.  But it's so rare.  Might as well enjoy it.  Oh, and while at things tonight, since it is the first, or will be, I could hit the water softener again.  Then, one last time, say the first of next month... then once a year, on September first... ish.  

Meds were taken.  I did miss yesterday night medicine, but may make up for it tonight.  Back to gaming, for a bit.  Trying a more difficult setting.  May try the most difficult if this works as well as it has been working.  I'll have to push it a bit, but... maybe.  Not a lot tonight, just a bit.  To get a taste.  With tomorrow being a slower day, I may game at the higher level then.

It wasn't cooling, and wasn't cooling, and then just dropped from 84 to 72 in like half an hour?  That was crazy.  But, okay, fine.  It's being a bit odd, weatherwise.  So be it.  I just wasn't going to water an oven.  

Later.

Supper.

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Well, going to be starting up shortly.  The last of the roast beef, corn with butter, and water.  Nothing fancy, but as expensive as beef has gotten, it'll do.

It is still 84 out there, so I won't water.  But the front yard is shadowed enough that I decided to set up the sprinklers.  Maybe by 20:00?  One can hope.  I put some of the dishes away, most of them.  Now that the sprinklers are set up, I'll hit the rest of the dishes that are soaking.  There isn't that much, as I rinsed and dried about half of what I had been working on.

After these dishes are done, I'll put one last load in, to a sudsy soak.  Then wash them, sometime in the evening while watering the lawn.  After their first wash, I'll pull them, though, and take a shower.  Then, either put them back in for the night, or try to finish them off yet tonight.

A rather good day.  Slower, less work.  But... some things.  Oh, I best get the upstairs shut up and the ac turned on.  Later.

A decent start at the list.

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I washed, again, the smaller group.  Rinsed it, hand dried it, and have it air drying.  The other group got another washing, but was just reset to another soapy soak.  Then I cleared the stovetop and one of the two remaining counters.  Actually, I cleared all three remaining flat surfaces, but put things on one of the counters.  I just didn't have enough space to set those aside.  And, then, I washed the cleared counter and the stovetop.

I just remembered to set the timer.  For two hours.  Then I'll hit the dishes, rinse them, put up the should be dry dishes, then finish the last of the dishes which I had been doing.  Then a shower, and to get the final group of dishes in, possibly in two different batches.  And clean off the final counter, though too, go back over the other counters.

I'll try to get all dishes managed yet today.  Get the items, small appliances, put back in their places on the counters after being washed off as well.  Then get to watering the lawn this evening.  Tomorrow will be, mostly, a day off.  Getting another shower would be fine.  Maybe cleaning the oven.  Possibly getting the bathroom sorted, to a degree.  But... light work.  I need a bit of slower work days.

Friday?  I could really hit the bathroom, and the kitchen.  With the counters clean, dishes done, sinks good, and freezer clean, it's more to the table top, and sorting this and that.  Yes.  It... could happen, and well.  

It is up to 82, in this front room, near the computer.  It is down to 89 outside, so... was probably in the mid to low 90s.  I just can't be sure.  I checked, but the sun is still too high for me to want to set up the sprinklers.  I'll keep checking, on that.  For as soon as the sun dips enough to leave shadow on the yard, I will at least set up the sprinklers.  Though I may wait until it cools a bit more too, regardless of how much sun there is.  I want it into the 70s.  The water stays better then.

Not bad, not bad at all.  Oh, but I may go on up, shut the place down, and turn the ac on for a few hours.  Bedtime will depend on watering.  But I want it cool when I do get up there.  The bed does smell much fresher.  Always a good thing.  A shower, again, today, will make that nice, again.  Hmm... may save off showering until closer to bedtime.  Yea.  Later.

A good day.

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Getting ready for a new month.  Plans.  Ideas.  And, I'll hit dishes again shortly.  Oh, I never did put hot water to them.  So, I'll get that going, then set an alarm for a couple of hours on.  Further, when I go do that, I'll probably begin clearing the last counters and stovetop.  Bits at a time.

Ah, might as well set the timer for an hour, then hit the cleared counters and stovetop.  Take a break for another hour.  Then hit the dishes.  Some to be dried, and put out to air dry.  Some to washed and rinsed.  Then given another hour.  I suppose I could water the sprouts again, while at things.

I decided it would be a good day to call my mother.  Just... to make sure she knows I care, and check in on her.  She is still working on things, doing things, getting things working.  She was doing coloring, today.  She told me what, but I can't remember all.  Though an octopus!  No, I'm not laughing, save maybe at the topic... subject... just a bit.  I am glad they have things for them to do.

Well, and three of the ladies don't like what is being offered for supper, so they are ordering out for burgers.  I... have to laugh.  In a good way.  The grandson of her fella is fetching them the meals.  All good.  Not quite smoking in the boys' room, but... doing it their way.  All good.

I am enjoying going a little slower.  And, yet, should be able to get a few things done.  After clearing the counters, and hitting the dishes, I will have something to eat.  Chicken, I think.  The roast will be had later, or tomorrow.  Some veggie or other.  Hmm, I am thinking spinach and vinegar would be a nice side.  Perhaps a few cups of fruit, as well.

I had swollen, my feet and ankles, yesterday.  I was up too late, and too long.  I was up and down too much.  And, then, I was drinking, for my efforts, a bit much.  Plus, toward the last four to six hours, I was so tired I couldn't remember to go to the bathroom as often as needed.  On the good side, I drained well through the night.  Filled a tank and an half (or about four and an half to five liters), and my ankles are more normal today.  Ugh...  I keep at things, do my best, but sometimes pay a price.

Have a good one.  Later.

Ouch.

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I hurt in a lot of places.  Nothing undeserved.  I have been pushing this old body right up that hill, to the limit, then beyond.  I was awake until 02:00 to 02:30.  I woke at noon thirty and got right to dishes.  Somehow, I used up all the hot water.  But, got everything clean.  Some of it will be soaked in soapy water again, to be washed one more time.  Some of it will just get a hot clear rinse... when the hot water is back on.

Sassy got fed, while I was out there.  Sounds like she is still hungry, so I'll get her some treats.  Hold on... there.  I try to take care of the little furry camper.

I'll clean her litter, again, today.  Tomorrow I will clear and replace what is needed.  She has started only peeing in one, doing the two in the others.  Alternating so it is really easy to keep up on those.  And, they don't need changed out as often.  She has... a system.  I'll work with her.  Maybe changing her pee one out more often, twice a month, since it is only the one.  But, only then, if I don't keep up on it as often as I should.  Otherwise it doesn't need dumped as often.

What else today?  Ah.  The other counters, maybe the stove top, and possibly the oven.  Plus, watering the lawn this evening, or some portion of it.  Was there more?  Maybe.  Another shower, perhaps.  Maybe cleaning in the bathroom, though, maybe not.  Maybe mostly taking it easy today, and possibly tomorrow.  Then back to it Friday?

It is 89 out there.  It looks like it will get well into the 90s again.  It is cool enough in here, 75 near the machine, 73 in the front room.  But upstairs had gotten to 77 in both places.  Being open, and warmer today.  I'll shut it down and turn on the ac in a few hours.  All good.

Hmm, something to eat.  Chicken or roast though?  I've got enough of each for one last meal per.  I think I'll go with the chicken, and corn with peas.  I may check the cloths line, see if the mattress stretched the line yesterday.  If so, perhaps attempt to tighten them.  I don't have the parts in, but might have figured another way, with or without those.  And, may save those for when this line fails?  Will see.  Though, I have to admit, tightening the line is rather heavy work, solo.  But I am getting better at it, and obtaining a bit more stamina regards to small, tight, difficult, finger-strength jobs.

Later.

Oh, finally, yes.

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I got the shower.  I set up the dishes for tomorrow.  I refilled water jugs.  I cleared Sassy's litter boxes.  I even found a handful of cloths line clips I had pocketed, and put those up rightly.  Oh, and finally, I set up the sprouting tower with fresh seeds and ran water through twice.  I will refill the water reservoir before going on to bed.

I still have to make the bed.  Not sure if I opened up, upstairs.  If not, I'll do that too.  Oh, it's taking me forever to get to things, but I am doing them.  Clean.  I love being clean.  And I love having the house become a bit better.  Burned out, a bit, but... in case I can't do much tomorrow, I have done a good, final, run... for a bit.  Still, I can hope to get things going correctly soon.

As mentioned, I hope to finish those dishes tomorrow.  And clear and clean the other counters and the stovetop, maybe even the oven.  And watering of the lawn, or most of it at the very least.

Even if I don't work again until next week, I have done well.  Though, I think I can, and will, do more work even this week.  Though, perhaps, taking the weekend off?  I keep hoping to get to confession.  It's on Saturdays, and might be a right time, given my recent schedule, as long as I am not too exhausted, or unable to focus.  Hitting a time, sometimes, can be very difficult. I'll... do my best.  It will happen, soon.  I need it to happen, so as to be a more full member of the Knights.

What a wonderful day.  I have burned out, a bit.  And it is so very late.  The shower helped with the stiff and sore parts.  And... just... feels good.  A bit of baby oil, on the drier parts, after, helps.  Even that, on my legs and feet, it is as if I had done nothing.  So very dry.  But... clean, anyway.

I still have to make up the bed.  But that shouldn't be too difficult.  I will go to bed soon, when I can get up next.  Ugh, so... something.  Not tired, or just tired.  Or sleepy, or exhausted.  Lost, in some... something.  Goodnight.

So close.

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I think it will work.  I brought the bigger mattress in, too, now.  Then finished the dishes.  Hand drying them, then leaving them out to air dry.  All I have left, if I do it rightly, is to shower... and the bathroom is set up for that.  Then to put the last load of dishes... mostly... in to soak overnight.  

I've started slowing down.  I am not sure I will be able to do all that and get to bed by 22:00.  But... you know, okay.  I'll get these things done and... so be it.  I'll go to bed when I can get there.  I am very pleased with today, even if I did not a single more thing.  But, when I shower and set up dishes for tomorrow, life will be golden.

Dishes, and a few other things tomorrow.  But, too, setting up the sprinklers and getting the lawn tomorrow evening.  Yea.  I'll probably just hit three areas, rather than all five.  And, then, say... Friday... hit the other areas, or three areas which would be some overlap... or four areas?  I don't know.  Will see how early I can start, I think around 18:00 to 20:00.  Then run things for thirty minutes?  If I can stay on top of changing positions right on the half hour, I might be able to hit all areas.  Which... would be preferred.

A very good day.  I am rather tired.  But, a shower will make the world feel better.  And getting the dishes to soak will be a very easy task, that also makes my mind feel better.  Oh... tomorrow?  Dishes, and the last counters and stovetop.  Maybe the oven, too.  Those things and watering...  Yes!