Better?

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Cautiously, I suggest that.  Everything that is wrong is still there.  Milder?  Improving?  I think so.  If, too, I can't yet be absolutely certain.  Sleeping a lot, that is certain.  Sleep really is helping.  Life has been very difficult since yesterday morning.  Before then, but it got really bad right about then.

If you have ever worked yourself half to death, into a dither, and kept going?  And your body finally just quit the whole game?  But, as it is starting to get oxygen back to the oxygen starved cells, lungs started not burning, muscles are just coming back from being burned out?  Not... back to it, just not as bad as it was, and more into recovery than still suffering?  That's... about where it feels like I am.

Really rough.

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Not sure what is so wrong?  The higher humidity, along with the higher heat?  Pushing a bit further than I should have, and in it?  My heart hurts.  My body in general hurts.  Everything, every part of my body, is tired.  More than tired, exhausted to the last bits of capacity.

It's as if everything I have for energy, and every little engine in my body... I am out of all fuel, and all the engines are completely overheated.  I am having trouble just sitting here.

Rough. Rough!

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Every muscle, joint, and bit of connective tissue which allows me to sit up, get out of bed, stand, lift, or else, hurts.  For no good reason.  If I had been working for days in a row, sure.  But I haven't been.  I have been, by necessity, taking it easy.  Maybe I did push too hard and I simply haven't recovered.  The little bit up on the roof was... something else.  Various other excursions, efforts, chores, too.

I like it, in one sense.  I love exhausting myself.  I just wish I had done more to get to this point.  Unfair.  Maybe.  But life isn't fair.  So... I just have to rest, relax, until I can get things rearranged.  The heat might be getting to me, or at least limiting my recovery.  All good.  I'll... do what I can.

Surprised.

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I did get the trash and recycling gathered and out, then to the curb.  Wasn't honestly sure that was going to happen.  My body hurts, my torso, legs, arms, neck.  Everything that is used to move, lift, carry... hurts.  Not... terribly, but tired too.  I wasn't sure I could do it.

As well, I bagged the bins back up, ready for this next week.  Nice.

On back to bed.

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Oh, but I have to get trash and recycling out.  Yes, I'll... do that.  The on to bed.  It was cool enough a few hours ago in order to turn the ac off down here, and open a few things up.

Still feeling rough.  Things hurt, inside.  Organs, bones, connective tissues, arms, legs, and midsection mostly.  The neck and back a bit as well.  It's a difficult time.

Oh, the side bruise.

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I had stopped checking it.  It seemed to have become... stuck, at about three to four ounce sized, or so?  Hard, but not like a rock.  More like a thick pack of leather?  I gave up on it, as it wasn't shrinking, softening, or doing anything.  A few days ago, quite by incident,  I bumped the bump, so decided to check it while reminded of it.

It is much smaller.  It is now, probably down to one to two ounces (think of a burger patty, but made of leather).  And deeper in.  If I brush by it, on the surface of the kin, it can't be felt.  I have to push in, find it, to sense it.  Fantastic.  Still, I hoped it would already be gone.  It's at five months now?  Or so?  The first appointment I have listed was the second week of April.  Though, was I going in before then?  Sometimes I just changed that date to the next, so sometimes I removed the previous day.  But that might be about right?

Not sure when, but back to bed.

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Again, again.  It is 20:27 as I wake.  I slept well, hard.  With the ac on since it was afternoon.  It is still on.  I'll want to turn it off before too long.  It is just down to 80 out there, but in the mid to low 70s everywhere, but 78 here.  Which... honestly, with the fan going, is pleasant.  Need a bit of warmth to kick the machine over.

Feeling better mostly.  Oh, the complaints remain, they are simply much milder.  Blood sugar had been 172 earlier when I was awake.  It is now 133.  For reasons, none, or maybe that was my body having some sort of hiccup in which blood sugar just wasn't... working, or was being mass produced for good or no reasons.  I have noted, at times, when my organs hurt, blood sugar can go a bit sideways.  There is nothing to be done for it.  But, 133 is better than 172, I'll happily take it.

Not dead!

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Still a bit miserable.  Waking midafternoon, around 14:30, I'm not moving fast or strongly or more than with some great effort.  The heart isn't tired, after a bit of rest.  But it feels like I was kneed in the groin, in such a way to harm the man parts there.  It hurts right up into my torso.  Some minor nausea.  I don't think I did catch them, or such.  I just think whatever is wrong is causing something like that sort of discomfort.

The back still hurts a bit too.  Muscles and arms ache for no good reason, more on the arms, biceps and triceps for no good reason.  Just getting off the floor, out of bed, was a stress to them for some odd reason.  And still a bit weary.  May go back to bed in a bit.  Or not.  If I can, I would love to sleep another four, six, ten hours?

Up, and all.

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Not staying up.  I had an event, but I am having to cancel.  I sent a text to the chief.  It is as much as I can do.

My heart hurts.  I took a handful of aspirin, for the pain and the particular sort of pain.  It can, has, helped.  I don't think I'll die, but I am toast.

Look, I... hear you.

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Believe?  Yes.

Remember.

Something is just off, rough.

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I turned the ac off, as I went to bed.  Upstairs and down.  Even the fans were turned off most places, except upstairs.  It was 75 when I woke up, upstairs, and down.  If 77 up front here.  Still, that is comfortable enough.  I turned the ac on upstairs.  And may, in time, turn the ac on down here.

Feeling just a bit ill, and still tired.  Even so, I wanted to wake up for a while.  To post a blog, see who else has posted whatever it is they might.  See about the few news sites I offer some very limited credence.  None of them are good with details, but sometimes they can put out the more simple, basic, idea of what is happening here or there.

So very tired again already.

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Why?  I can't say.  I have had coffee.  Though that sometimes can cause exhaustion itself?  Seems to, though not always?  I don't understand, not fully.

I shut the ac off, downstairs.  Upstairs was turned back on as I left.  If I go back to sleep, I will probably just leave that on.  Fans are off, too.  Reasonably cool this morning, 57 or 60 the last time I looked.

Quite a few tunes...

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This first one just caught my eye.  Most like it, presented in this way, are pure garbage.  I toss them after a very short attempt at a listen.  This one... was pretty good.  It presents as I sometimes prefer.  Sounds pretty good.  So, yes, I'll share out this one.  It's a... niche taste.  I understand.

When to bed?

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I can't be absolutely certain.  Not even roughly so?  My final post was at 20:28, but that is when I started it.  It... took a bit to get it written, edited to the point I do that, vids chosen, curated, and placed.  And, I... usually can't go right to sleep.  An idea expose sort of... invigorates.  I have to come down from them.  Usually.  So, perhaps, 21:30 at the latest?

Ah, fireworks had started going off, and probably sounded off for an half hour before going up?  Which means sundown.  We have a special state-like 4th of July, but coming up.  And, fireworks are allowed a few days before and after.  That is why the fireworks.  Quite the thing.  If you like fireworks, to a degree, this is one of the better places to live.

What... dreams?

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But... I have the sense they are not mine.

Who, out there, was touching my mind?  Do they know what they did?

10:30

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I just couldn't sleep.  Too warm?  And cold.  Odd.  Upstairs, under the covers, I was freezing?  No, I had turned the ac off.  I left the fan on is all.  I hadn't opened up.  It didn't matter.  Very strange.

Down here it has been 75, mostly.  Outside it got down to 57 or so, this morning, the lowest I saw it.  It stayed 70 upstairs, even with the ac off for hours, remained that until I quite trying to sleep after four hours?  Ugh.  Felt like the cold of death, which is part of the reason I had food.  Not so much out of hunger, just a... sense of something wrong?  Off?

I am hoping to get to bed shortly.  A strange night for music, and else.  What is about to happen?  Darkness wishes to consume.  I'm not sure from whence that comes, or which side it attacks from?  Which sides.  The forms it takes are not as they would seem.  The truth is, many who would seem allies aren't, and the enemies are working with many who present as "us".  Believe nothing you see, don't just take what you are told, either by "friends" or enemies.  They are far too often the same.

I'm not feeling well.  Not sure why.  I may have to change a few things up.  Though, there may be nothing to do for it.  Something is very strange.  Here, there, everywhere.  Even in my home.  Later, or more likely goodnight... or as close to that as I get.  Have a great day.

Why?

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A bit of rest.  Not much, not long.  No sleep, I think?

Hungry.  So, I got up and ate.  Polish sausages, and 'better' bread.  Bread with a carb to fiber ratio of 3:1, with no added sugar (if the labels can be trusted, believed).  As well, a fatted coffee.  I may eat more.  Fry burger, add carolina reaper, salt, pepper, cayenne, and regular hot pepper flecks.  Putting that on lettuce, perhaps with sour cream.

Hungry?

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Yes and no?  I don't feel hunger pangs, as such.  It is more as if my body is telling me food would be acceptable.  Not required, just... passing a note suggesting food would be acceptable.  Initially, as I learned to fast, I would just take the "note".  Leaving it there.  At this time, I sort of infer, back to my body, that we won't be eating today, or tomorrow.

Can I really talk to my body?  Not, verbally?  But I think I can inform it, in some way.  I do make the attempt.  Does it matter?  I can't say, exactly.  One might think the body would just know.  But I don't think it does.  It is me, right?  Well, yes, and no.  It is a part of me.  But not a mindful part of me.  That is the brain, and the heart (if that is separate from the brain, in truth).

A very long nap.

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No real idea when I went down?  I thought, maybe, around 15:30.  But that would have been the absolute latest.  Had been thinking of just a nap.  No coffee today, and... else.  I may not have done much lately.  But I have had several appointments and engagements, which I have been keeping up on.  Up here at about 19:30.

It is down to 73 outside?  Already?  A storm moved in.  Or... is... teasing.  Cloud cover, if lighter of nature.  Could still gather to a rain, or not.  A bit early in the year for that, but this is a cooler year, so given the category of the year, not completely out of character for it.

I did get up before noon!

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Oh, I heard the eight alarm.  Was almost sure I had this one.  Then... kept hitting the snooze.  The only thing I could get to move was the arm.  Then I was sure, though, when the ten went off, I'd have that.  Nope.  Sleep clobbered me so that I only ever heard one or two of the alarms.  Must have slept right through snoozing the hour away.  Still, eleven thirty beats fifteen thirty!

It is 84 out there today, but 72 upstairs, 74 downstairs pretty much everywhere.  I had everything open, shutting it all down when I got down here.  Well, shutting some things down.  Oddly, keeping some windows open really does help keep the place cooler.  I don't fully understand, but I'll take it.  Doors, and a certain window, have to be shut or heat pours in.

So late.

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Had meant to be to bed by 22:30 or so.  Here it is, 02:01, as I sit and right.  Ah, it's still 77 up front.  If in part because I am still here, the computer is on, and the router is pumping out heat.  Oh, it's not uncomfortable.  It's pleasant, really.  And about as warm as it has been since... noon?  Or... whenever I woke up anyway, give or take.  Maybe not immediately, but... before long.

Steak, fatted coffees, and water.  But... it doesn't seem to be working.  So I went looking for a meal tracker.  I found one I am going to try.  They tried to force me to sign up.  Which I wasn't going to do.  At $40 a year?  For an app that really doesn't do that much, other than spy?  Something I could do with pen and paper?  No.

Awake for a while now.

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I woke up around 15:00 to 15:30?  More middling in there, I think.  Meant to check the temp out there, but never did.  Still haven't.  Probably won't.  Just don't want to, at this point.  Nearing 19:00, I have just been drifting.

My mother called.  I had a lot to tell her, about things going on.  I asked about family and friends from back there.  Everyone seems to be still kicking, and doing as well as they can.  She is doing well, a few concerns.  I'll add them to my prayer list.  One of our fellows was in an accident.  I continue prayers for him, his friend, the others involved, and family.  Always other concerns, specific and general.

Still awake.

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Why?  I have been thinking about that.  I suspect because life is... too comfortable.  With the ac's running, and fans just so, and such?  I am too comfortable to exhaust myself.  And, yet, still too worn from recent efforts to quite be able to push through, do more, and cause myself to trip into weariness.

I will get to sleep before long.  And rest well.  If, too, I may have to go a bit off schedule.  Days will become nights, and food will be off, as with medicine.  Everything is about to do summersaults because... things went from becoming far too hot to becoming extremely pleasant in a period of two days.  My system will have to adjust.

I made it!

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Had a men's meeting tonight.  I had... forgotten.  Woke a bit late.  Not too late.  My phone, this time, hadn't lost the schedule.  So let me know the meeting was tonight, and when.  I had to shower, and skip on, pretty quickly.  I like to be slightly earlier, but not always is that possible.  Still, I was an quarter hour early.

Went in, and on to things.  There is starting to be more folk showing up.  I think there were seven members, and two others.  Not sure if the two others are higher ups, joining, or doing a looksee.  Typical of meetings I have attended, with a new group leader.  Several things coming up, things on the agenda, business and plans for events.  Making money, spending money, though sometimes just doing/being/and else.

What a sleep!

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Some yesterday, a lot today.  Just waking at 14:30 or so.  Fed the furry girl, refreshed her water.  Brushed my teeth then set the alarm for an half hour, after which I will start water heating for coffee.  And check the litter box.  I think she left a few gifts.

Yes, when my teeth are this nice, it's easier to brush, and keep up on that.  It's still amazing that, after decades of heavy drinking of coca-cola, coffee, tea, and lots of sugar, plus high carbs, that the last cavity was in '93.  And, I did have the start of one or two?  They said those would not improve.  They are gone.  I... do what they say can't be done.  Oh, and I stopped brushing my teeth by then, and really... didn't brush until... four or five years ago, if even just occasionally then.  No, you really couldn't tell by looking.

Way late.

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I just got lost in the night.  I set the ozone machine going.  Then... dithered about whether to go on to bed, or wait for it to do it's job.  I ended up staying up.  Then resetting it for another run.  Hmm...  Okay.  I'll check it in a bit.  One thing I'm not sure about is if this is a problem for gas furnaces?  Well, my furnace isn't running, but the pilot light is always lit.

While I was giving the second run a go, I decided to make the 'keto pancakes'.  I set the eggs out, in warm water to get them warmed.  As well, putting in a block of cream cheese so that it would be easy to blend.  Not... sure where the blender parts are.  So I used a mixer bowl that came with the blender.  A mini-food processor.  Worked well enough.

Things.

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I started out by setting up the ozone machine, in the suv.  It is on a timer, set for three hours.  Will see how it works.  The windows are mostly closed.  It is in the garage.  The garage door is open slightly, at the bottom (of course?).  Hoping it helps both the vehicle and the garage.  Will see.

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It was down to 74, last time I checked.  Outdoors.  It is 72 in the main room, was 82 in this front room.  Which is partially shut off, though there is a barrier of sorts in any case.  Air doesn't flow from the main to here, or vise versa, easily.  I decided to open the front door, see if that would help.  It's down to 80.  In the last half hour?  Hoping for more, but... maybe not.  Upstairs is probably remaining in the 73/75 zone.  While I won't turn off the ac up there, I will turn off a second fan.  That seems to help in the day.

I have tried to shut it off.  But, remember, and was reminded, that doesn't work.  It just takes far too long to cool the zone up there.  So that I end up sleeping warmer than I would like.  No, I'll... just... keep that going.  If the nights cool off to even fifty, I'll open things up, shut things down, and use fans.  Otherwise, no.  I'll... just keep it cooler.

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I did get the steak cooked.  And had another fatted coffee.  Wonderful.  Blood sugar is 135?  Stupid.  I am doing everything right, even skipping fast food temptations.  Very annoying, when I'm doing everything correctly.  Oh well.  I'll keep at it.  May have to quit the sweeteners.  Even cut down on fatted coffee too?

Half of a thick cut ribeye is about ~702 calories.  A cup of whole cream is about ~809 calories, with the goal being 1,800 to 2K calories...  That leaves three hundred to five hundred calories for another fatted coffee.  No, I am doing things right.  I... just had to redo the calcs.  Hmm...  I am not losing weight.  I may have to cut out that last three to five hundred calories.  Or measure things exactly?  Annoying.

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Speaking with the dental hygienist, she suggested an electric toothbrush.  I had some qualms, and asked several questions.  Her answers got me to considering, reconsidering, the matter.  The brands she suggested have a limiter, so that I wouldn't overdo.  She said.

So, tonight, after things were managed, and time was more open, I decided to review the brands she recommended.  Found one that would work.  Found some with apps.  No.  NO!  Get those f'ing things out of my ao.  Apps are notoriously insecure, both inside and outside of the company.  They steal, and use, your data however they like.  Clear your personals?  Want to bet?  Go get another jab, joker.  *sigh*  No.  NO!

I did find one that didn't require an app, and didn't have one installed, or possible.  Not that... the device can truly be considered secure, these days.  Whether it listens to you, and sends... collects general data... or else.  The nice thing about a stone house is it... isn't friendly to almost any transmissions.  Nice...  Though... even this isn't perfectly safe, just... a bit better.

I was having trouble finding replacement heads.  Won't buy if those aren't available.  Finally found those, and so ordered a few.  Hoping the main unit will last two to four years, so bought enough for between those periods.  As well, ordered the base.  Will see if it works as they say.

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I asked about whitening processes.  I expected $600 or even much higher.  The last time I checked, that was bogus expensive.  A different city and state, but still.  They must have decided two a year, or forty a year, thin choices.  It seems not so much.  I have... expenses, right now.  So can't get in too soon.  But, at that price, I may try to store up and get that going in the next two to four months?  Or so.

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Ugh.  I think it is about bedtime.  I am deciding how to set things up, through the night.  Will set the alarms for a bit earlier.  Am still hungry, so may have some yogurt and fruit, even if it will blast my blood sugar.  It's being a sh*t anyway.  So... might as well have something I like.  Bah!

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Oh, I also did get to the store, if I didn't mention it.  Now, with cream cheese, lemon, raw cream, and sour cream, I should be able to mix up a batch of cheesecake, and those, what I call, keto (or even carnivore) pancakes?  Oh, yes.  I think so.  Best get on it, before anything goes bad.  Oh... really looking forward to that.  Might even make a whipped cream topping!

Goodnight.

Wow.

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Far more done than anticipated.  On the good side, it didn't get as warm today.  It is down to 84, but at 19:03 that isn't exactly fancy.  Though that it only got up to 92, as the highest I saw it, was a... more moderate day.  Really, 92 to 95 is... high summer temperature normals.  A 108 day is rare, an 82 degree days is about as rare.  The rest varies.  Still, it was hotter there for a few days, and expected to remain above average for a week or three.  Surprise!

The first problem was dental.  Not a problem, but the first thing.  It looks like my brushing regimen is better.  I had been indenting my teeth, by brushing too hard.  After the last two visits, we worked up a method for me to try.  No real grip, more like cupping the tooth brush in my hand.  And, that has worked.  As well, the usual problems they see, plaque and bleeding gums?  The plague was light, down from heavy.  And not gum bleeding.  And the indents weren't worse.  So... very good.

Pretty good.

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I am in recovery from pushing the heat a bit far before finally turning the ac's on.  Not as bad as I have done some years, but enough that it is still a recovery phase.  That was the main problem, or half of the problem, with the roof?  Though it was steeper than... anticipated.  I really thought I could do that.  Though being burned out from the heat was an extra saddlestone.

It was between 75 and 76 near where I was sleeping last night.  Doesn't sound all that much cooler, but with the fans and ac going up there, it was cool enough that I needed blankets.  If I have to keep it cool enough to need blankets, or too hot to wear clothes, I'll take the blankets.  The main part of the room is staying near 73.  The sun bakes my side of the house, and the house holds it.  So... that is just how it goes.

Awake, if for a bit?

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When did I wake up?  Around 2:30?  It is 3:44 as write.  Just... looking around the web, feeding Sassy, resetting a couple of jugs of reverse osmosis water.  When I woke, I checked the temp outside.  It was only down to 68, but was raining?  Very strange.  That it would be that warm still, that it would be raining at all, and that both would happen at once as a doubling down on both of those others?  Or such.

A double dose of electrolytes.  Not that it is terribly needed, strangely.  Keeping up, as I haven't been consuming as much as I feel I should have been, especially in this heat of late.

Still rather warm.

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Outside it is hitting 86/87 at 19:30.  Inside, it is 86 in the front room here.  But cooler elsewhere, 73 in the living room and kitchen maybe, 75 and 78 upstairs.  Warmer where I sleep.  It looks like heat is here for a while.  Certainly through the night.  I am pretty battered by it.  If much better, with all the givens, than I could have before imagined, for decades.

Fruit and yogurt bumped blood sugar up... to 181.  Oh well.  No other food today, just didn't get to it.  Meh.  Half a steak would have helped bring that down.  But I just... can't get to it.

The rest of the place is cooler.

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The living room is 73.  Upstairs I don't quite know.  Last I checked it was 77, in the main, so probably 80 near my sleeping area.  But I turned the ac on, thinking I would be getting to sleep soon.  I would guess I'm dealing with 75/76 in the main, and 78/80 near where I sleep.  Perhaps cooler, if anything though.  Up front here, in the computer room, it is 84.  Outside is 95.

I thought it would be hotter today, given how warm it started, at that early hour.  Usually, around ten, it is just hitting the low to mid 70s.  So 82 was a bit of a punch in the gut.  Thankfully, it didn't really, or much, build on that.  No more than it would, usually, if I just had to say.  Though it is building on itself, day over day.  It is what it does.

So warm.

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I let the ac go all night, upstairs.  Letting it time out downstairs.  It was 73 in the main, upstairs, 75 near me... or 76.  Comfortable enough.  After days of heat, now, building, I need and want the cooler temps upstairs.  And, will work on the downstairs, a bit.  Not even eleven and it is already 82 outside.  Which is due to that hot air coming through last night.  It didn't cool.

Oh, there are people who have it far worse.  Las Vegas, for example.  I had friends traveling that way for personal business, and last I heard it was going to be 118 F there.  I suspect that is one of their hotter days.  Some years they don't get that hot, some years it seems like half the summer?  Can't be certain, but... just from stories and other data I have obtained, if only roughly remember.  But I don't live in Vegas, if that is only one of the reasons.  Where I live, 82 at just before eleven (and probably through the night?) is hot.  Or warmer.  And heading to a blistering potential high for the day.  Vegas can cool at night, but again, not always.

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Nice, then strange.

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I opened up, right before getting in to take my shower.  Hoping between the ac and the open home, plus the cool night, the house would cool a bit while I cleaned myself.

The shower was wonderful.  Needed and wanted, plus cooling.

Down to 70.

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Outside.  Staying pretty warm in here, downstairs.  Not sure about upstairs yet.  It seemed to have cooled off a small bit.  I still haven't gotten a shower.  But it is about that time.

Sassy was fed for the last time for the night.  she gets fed well, and fresh water ever other day with this heat.  She doesn't drink all that much, but needs fresh.  I can tell.  That and the bugs find the water pretty quickly.  I need to get the place sprayed.  You can spray, and it does good, for a bit.  But nothing is every hundred percent.  Still, I'll get to it.  And, certain parts of the year, like high summer, bugs just... happen.

Nope.

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I will be calling in, to Bosch.  It doesn't dry, or the way it is set up currently.  Living in an arid region on top of that?  If your biggest selling point is that your machine dries dishes the best of available machines, then... that is sort of expected.  Especially at a premium price point.  As for cleanliness?  I did find a spoon with something still on it.  I won't call it bad.  Maybe that was seriously dried/caked on?  But I didn't think so.

It did run quietly enough.  The second run was on the sixty minute cycle.  The thing isn't even that full, say half, at most.  So it wasn't an issue of having too many items for it to dry?  I just don't know what the problem is.  I put in a couple of quart jars, which were a bit grungy.  Not filthy, just film from several soakings.  Those came clean as a whistle.  But, too, they were still wet.  Dripping.  I don't like that.  Does the dry system take longer?  I just don't know.  Something isn't working.

Wasn't sure.

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The last time I was out, trying to buy a ribeye roast, all that was available was prime rib.  Same same?  Yes and... no.  Usually prime rib is less fatty.  It isn't bad, but if your thought is to sink your teeth into a ribeye, even cut down, this isn't usually it.  It's not a bad meat.  It just isn't usually as rich.

Still, it is what they had.  So I bought it.  It was in the little new fridge.  Which had been set a bit too cold.  Making it more like a freezer.  Good to know it will act as such, though.  There are times when that would be handy.  And, that, even in high summer.  Finally, a few days ago, I pulled it out, and cut it into thirds.  Three large, inch and a half, ribeye like, steaks.

Not sure when I went down?

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After eleven... something.  That is when I last posted.  Not too long after, though.  As I recall, I was fading fast, hard.  Crashing in a nasty way.  Slept very well.  It got up to 82?  Or so.  But that wasn't too bad.  However, I was on the edge of fear that it would warm more.  So, pushed up, when I could get up.  Right around 17:00 and smaller or larger change.

Sassy was hungry, so I fed her right away.  Well, after a minor chore.  I wanted to get the ac going up there.  So I set one of them up, but had to figure out the extension cord, get it set rightly in the window, then turn it to the right setting.  As well, I had to close most windows, if leaving one open just a crack, for air movement.  Leaving the fan going too.  I'll check it in a few hours.

Okay?

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Wow.  Good think I had people help with the roof, do the roofing really.  I did get up there.  And I helped a very little.  Just handing over shingles.  There was absolutely no way I could have stayed up on the roof, handled the shingles (even gotten them up there), and nailed them down.  The roof was steeper than I... could have guessed.

I needed help to even get up.  And feared getting down.  I did make it down without any extra help.  But... barely.  Wow, that was brutal.  I am absolutely shot just from that bit.

A bit of sleep.

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A bit warm.  Not... warmer than yesterday?  Warmer longer, later into the night, I suppose.  Just not comfortable.  So I got up, hoping it would be cooler downstairs.  And it is.  While it was 84 upstairs, though slowly dropping, I think down to 81 as I came down an hour ago, it was already from 70 to 72 down here.  It reads 73 here, now.  But that is just with the computer and router on.

I fed Sassy.  Will probably feed her again, before going on back upstairs.  It is cooling off outside, but not all that cool.  Take what you can get.  Hoping it is down to even 78 up there?

I am hungry, too.  Just not hungry enough to dig around for something, or make a coffee.  Just... a bit frumpy and grumpy about it.  At least I have cooled down just looking through the web, trying to find a story to craft with music, and such.  Just... not happening.  So I'll try to go on back to bed.  Goodnight, again.

Bah!

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Some of it.  I did get the water hose connected.  Turned on.  And it seems to work?  Can't get it to run long enough to be sure, can't hear it (it really is quiet, if it is actually running?), and the controls just don't function.  It won't take input and start a load.  Pushing a number of buttons has gotten it to seem to turn on.  But... no.

I can't get it to level, either.  I have... my doubts.  Perhaps tomorrow it can be sorted out.  But, for tonight, I am done.

Quick.

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Tomorrow, I am told?  Help, with the roofing, and with getting the dishwasher installed?  Nice.  I think I have all the cash needed.  And... will have to offer some food.  It's not perfect, but sharing out steaks is... a... return, as I am able.

I am hoping to help out with the roofing.  To do what I can do.  They had planned to have a brother on both sides, but I will replace one.  I may be slower, as a learner.  But I... want to work.  Need to work?  Need to try to work?

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Down at nine.

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Up at 14:30 (12:00 (noon) + 2:30 (two and a half hours) = 14:30 (military/24-hour time).  You are welcome, if you haven't figured it out yet.  Anyway... it was so warm when I woke up.  84, upstairs.  Slightly overcast/hazy out there.  No matter, it is 97 outside.  I guess I shouldn't complain too much.  That is the coolest (barring using the ac) it has ever been up there in the summer otherwise.  And, my tolerance is incredible.  Compared to... since before I became ill.  Maybe better now than even then?  Possibly.  Though I tolerated high heat and high humidity, so... maybe not.  If, even then, my tolerance of cold was always better, and may be slipping.

Still, sleep was wonderful.  There toward the end it was getting a bit rough though, I will admit.  But wind from the east started blowing in.  Hot wind.  In two words, it sucked.  And, it was a bit humid, as if the monsoon season will be starting early, or mother earth is... queefing.  :p

Delivered.

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Not installed.  But... inspected and found to be in good order, from what I can tell.  However, to run it I will need to install.  I did find the soap and jet-dry.  Of course, first, I have to get it powered, watered, and drained.

Initially, with what arrived, I thought I might need help.  An electrical hardwire package came with it.  Well, with a charge.  I'll be returning that.  As, with the machine there is also a three-prong connection so as to simply plug the thing in.  It's pretty short, but... I... can fix that.

Up, on time.

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The alarms were set for five and six.  I prefer two hours between the alarms.  Went to bed too late to try for a four alarm though, and the delivery may be as early as seven.  I didn't want to be just waking up when that arrives.  Limited choices.

I woke up at 4:35 or so.  Realizing I wouldn't wake up by five, I turned that alarm off.  But, slowly started waking anyway, making it awake by 5:35.  Up, and out.  Still a bit of a sleepy head, but... awake and going.  Sassy got fresh water, and food, right off the bat.  I have water heating, for coffee.  And some water going down, along with medicines, as the water heats.

About that time.

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Fairly warm up in this front room.  At 84.  It remains cooler in the main room, say 76.  Cooler yet in the kitchen.  I'll bet upstairs is a bit warm yet too.  It is down to 72 outside.  Not bad, given that it was up to 96 to 98 today?  Something like that.  Could be worse, may get worst.  Not completely unusual.  And, yet, probably a bit warmer than nominal?  Something like that.

I am... comfortable, all in all.  A bit tired.  If I did do a pretty good lot of work, on some rather warm days, inside and out.  So, sure.  Given the givens I am doing very well.  I'll just need to rest until I can get back to things.

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Whisperings.

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From this side, and that.  I... had to chuckle.  I assumed they were fiction.  Kept rerolling the dice.  The same "numbers".  From two sides of one?

Or one side of two?  Can never be certain.

Awake, finally.

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It was 84 up there, when I was finally able to wake.  I had set the alarms for six and eight, to absolutely no good.  I have... pushed things.  Was lucky to make it to the meeting last night.  But... did.  And home.  The meeting didn't wear me, or getting to it.  I didn't get a shower in, before going, but had one just yesterday, and was mostly still good.

I probably won't do much today, though.  Just... I have pushed things.  So, a day of resting.  I may not even eat today.  Fatted coffee, sure.  But... just light even on that.

Oh, I get it.

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Difficulties, with other people.  Slights, differences, oddities, sins.  Watch anyone long enough, close enough, you will see their flaws.  Sometimes they will show you, directly.  Sometimes you will just notice.  Is someone else's sins your problem?

Yes, if they are open, out, and public about it.  If they are serious enough, in that they hurt someone else, or many others.  Possibly even if they only harm themselves, as the individual of concern.

Ah, the meeting.

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Trying to get some things sorted.  But it has started.

I haven't been being invited, for one reason or another, until this time?  But, it... has started.  Some dues to pay, in this particular portion.  Okay.  And... trying to get the new card, for my station.  So, okay.  Some of this, and some of that.  It is another level, within the organization.

It arrived.

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On first blush, I am well pleased.  It has weight, and really does look to be stainless steel.  Polished chrome outside, pure stainless inside.  It is a Demeyere, or J.A. Henkels Zwilling product.  They... have some name recognition with me, if that's not why I purchased it.  I don't (altogether) care about the name, it's the product and real qualities.  This was advertised as being what I want.

And?  On first blush, it seems to be just that.  As mentioned.  I am heating water in the pan, for a last time.  Why?  I don't want to pour that water into the new kettle.  There just seems to be extra in it.  I'll use fresh reverse osmosis in it.

It took forever.

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I ordered a stainless steel water heater, with whistle.  Stovetop sort.  I will look it over, compare the idea to the problems people seem to have with it.  If I think they got a lemon, or broke the thing and tried to get a free one after the fact, or such (a lot of liars in the review section... some anyway), I'll keep it.  Everything from China, at all price points, is suspect.

I have purchased All-Clad, when most of it was made in America.  The found a piece that was, while still very expensive, on a bit of a discount.  So I took it.  I started having problems with it.  The metal browned/rusted in an odd way.  Went looking.  Found out a) it was produced in China (now all All-Clad is) and b) there was no warrantee, guarantee, or such.  All-Clad had been life-time guaranteed.  Now, a year or something?  If that?  Getting ahold of anyone was impossible.  I realized, at least then, that they no longer had any product backing.  So I stopped buying All-Clad.

Now this?  I don't know.  I have seen complaints about the All-Clad whistling kettle getting rust, but not this one.  This is supposed to be a higher tier too.  But seems to actually be constructed of stainless, not whatever All-Clad is now constructed from (stainless doesn't rust like that).

Why spend more?  To get actual stainless (or try), and no plastic.  So that the item should last a lifetime, or two.  I am tired of buying questionable products, which break either from inferior materials and plastics which become brittle or melt, pots made of potmetal, so rust and else, and/or electronics that break down.  Trying to buy one last tea kettle for the rest of my life.

It costs twice what most kettles cost.  But, if it is actually stainless, and reasonably constructed, it will last my lifetime, and maybe find a new home when I am gone.  As is, the other kettles last two to five years.  It's a bet, if played correctly, I can't lose.  If... I can afford the upfront costs.  And... I will, did?  We'll see.  If it is inferior, for that price, back it goes.

Though, maybe, this one was actually made in Europe?  Not sure if they use the trickery that American companies do, of having China manufacture and ship all the parts, then just assemble them here, and are able to legally call it "made in America", when it really, truly, absolutely, is not an American product.  I wonder where Trump buys the hats he tosses?  Where they are actually made?  All trickery, from both sides, most likely.

Anyway, it took a long time to arrive.  Supposed to be here today, though... I won't hold my breath.  Even so, curious.

However, I think I need a nap.  Just... tapping out.  Maybe to noon.  Was hoping the items would arrive, but not yet.  I'll go on to nap.  Hopefully just a few hours.  But... I'll see.  Hmm, may set a few alarms.  Did have a steak, morning meds, and a fatted coffee.  Water the rest of the day.  Later.

Apre bread?

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I mean, I wasn't sure if the blood sugar would seriously spike after eating bread, with the hotdogs (actually polish sausages, but... tomato tomato, shut it).  At 132, it is slightly more elevated, but not into the two or three hundred range, which common bread will do.  And, yes, I looked for a bread with the ratio, and no sugar added.  Almost a unicorn to find, but it exists, in some stores, or places.  Can't remember where I bought it?

Avoid Amazon, they charge a lot, and their bread is... often... questionable.  They cut edges I won't go with mostly.  The few they have that technically look right (and some that absolutely fail) cost from $8 on up for a smaller loaf quite often.  Buying them in groups doesn't help that much, either.

On to bed.

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A rather pleasant afternoon and evening.  It remains 79, if I never opened the front door.  Still, I am very comfortable at that temp.  Life is good.

I put a few slices of bread, with a 6 to 1 ratio of carbs to fiber, and no sugar added, into the oven.  Then microwave heated four hotdogs, of the better type.  Might boost my blood sugar by a little to a lot, but... was hungry.  Wasn't all that much, but it was something, and something different.

A rather good nap.

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I wasn't sure if it was going to be a nap, or out for some large chunk of the evening, night, and possibly morning.  Two hours, as it turns out.  For me, that's about as limited a nap as I generally can do.  So... all good.  Down at 15:30ish, up at 17:30ish.  All very good.

It was 82 up there, near me, 81 in the main.  It was 78 down in this front room, but has gone up a degree since turning the machine back on, and being here as well.  The main part was 73, just turned 74.  The kitchen is, or was, closer to 72.  Pleasant.  Even 78 is nice, after 82.  And, yet, I was resting well at 82.

Late!

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Running slow, lost my phone, had to shower.  Got the shower in, dressed, then started looking.  For whatever reason, I thought it was still in the eighth hour.  Couldn't find the phone here, or there, or anywhere I would usually put it, or leave it.  Not the bathroom drawer I use for my simple things while showering, or in the sweats I wore yesterday, or the pants.  Not on the desk, on the coffee table, or in the kitchen somewhere?

Had I lost it again, or had it be stolen, again?  Ugh... here, there, other places.  Dropped out of my pj's, near where I sit... or recline?  I found it it the couch, near one side, tucked in?  That... shouldn't have been.  Even if I had lost it on the couch, I didn't sit near that end.  Doesn't make sense.

Shortly before I realized I was going to be late, but had no way to call, and no way to make it in on time, I got very frustrated!  Ugh.  By the time I found the phone, it was a minute past my appointment.  Still, I called.  To reset or... rearrange the appointment.  Not too unhappy.  I think this is my first technical miss?

And, they had an appointment come free just this morning.  I'm not the only one, just the only one without a phone.  We set it up and I got in.  Nice.  I did ask about the wound, drying out.  They gave me a method to sort that out.  Rather than changing it too often, just open it up a bit, and hydrate it.  As well, they didn't want me double packing the wound bed.  Even if it isn't visible, they said, it was still acting.

So back to every three days, if opening up to add fluid, for me, probably every day and a half.  I can do that.  Do I trust them?  Yes, I... do.  Enough to follow their orders.  If that doesn't work, I'll... figure something else out.  I... don't follow orders to my miserable pain if there remains viable options.  I can be clever, and still follow general guidelines.  Unless those prove false somehow.  So... add fluid, go lighter on the wound bed mats.  Check.

I then drove to see if a shop was open.  Not.  So I went to pick up sour cream, in order to make a cream cheese.  And for other reasons, things.  My friend offered instructions.  I had thought that was to the shop, but no.  It was a shortcut to the dairy.  At first I... couldn't understand.  Then I did.  Nice.  Now I know.

So tired.  I may attempt a nap.  It is up to 88 outside, but 74 up in this front room, 72 in the main, and 70 in the kitchen.  Upstairs?  Probably warmer.  Oh, but a steak first.  I will on eat half, but that will be very good.  Another fatted coffee.  And, then, a nap?  I will text my friend, let him know a few things, and thank him for the directions... if I hadn't understood them... until I did.

Have a good day.

Work helps.

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Not all that much work, to be honest.  Still, pushing past my desire to rest, to help in small ways, with the plumbing, and getting to town, moving the old refrigerator out, and such?  It... added up.  How can I tell?  With what I ate, normally blood sugar would have spiked to into the low two hundreds to on into the upper three hundreds.

Fasting blood sugar, this morning, is 115.  Oh, sure.  Up a handful and a half from the 101 of yesterday.  But nowhere near the ceiling it often finds.  A heavy fatted coffee, after the meal, I think helped too.  The work and the extra fats both did their job.  And... a pretty solid carnivore diet for the near week before.

So much for a day off.

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Though I wasn't the only one.  My friend was set for a rare day off.  Or part of one.  He has been working since seven this morning.  It's... 19:33.  And?  He has to drive mosquito abatement now... or... at sunset, for two to four hours.  None of us normies knows how he does it.

The water supply was in.  What remained was the drain.  A part was ordered, couldn't find it locally.  It arrived today.  But, while fitting in the drain, we realized one of the water supply lines was in the way.  Galvanized, so we replaced it with pex.  Had to redo some of the drain line, say ten feet?  Plus, put the line from dishwasher through, and a pee trap, and basically another six to ten feet of piping, with the pee trap, a few 45s and 15s (elbows).

Done.

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I went through things.  Smelling each, tossing some, but mostly it was new food.  So... all good?  Mostly.  I think so.

This refrigerator is bigger than my old one, somehow.  By measurements, external ones, it isn't different.  But inside there is vastly more room.  Three shelves instead of two.  The drawers are much larger.  Even the door shelves are more and far roomier as well, somehow?  It doesn't make sense.

Perhaps they truly engineered the space, rather than just... putting it together without thought?  Being smaller, it really isn't a high end refrigerator.  Though, of the ones I looked at, it is of the better variety.  But they just don't make high end smaller refrigerators, at least not commonly available ones.  

In any case, I am well pleased with this refrigerator.  For now.  Hopefully that continues for a bit.  Maybe until I get out of the house?  Maybe.

Why not in bed?  Would you believe I am too tired?  That... is the facts.  I need to relax, and ease down, before I can get to bed.  I may even take some painpills.  Just, those ribs, the legs, hurt.  A lot.

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Got... lost...  Forgot to post this.  A package arrived.  With, among other things, parts for the old toilet flow valve (or such).  I added the part, it fits.  Works?  That'll... be another day.  I'll pull the new, off-brand, one, before long.  And try this, and the whole (supposed to be name-brand but isn't) one.  See if they work.  If they both work, I'll put the old one, the original, back in... with the new part.

The painpills did help.  I think it was the pain that was keeping me awake.  Mostly just below the surface.  Or I was too tired to consciously be aware of it.  It's still there, but eased a bit, I should be able to get a nap in.

Still?  Very nice.  Trach out, and it was picked up.  Refrigerator in, leveled, and reloaded.  Medicine, both morning and "night" taken (in case I don't wake up soon).  The toilet valve refit, just waiting to test.  A few emails sent.  Hoping for a bit more information back, but got some back.

All very good.  Just so tired, and sore even over the painpills.  A day or two of rest.  Then... back to things.  Good morning, and day.  Now... get off my porch!  Saying that always cheers me up.  Even if I don't care if you squat my porch or not.  Just... not... that kind of squatting.  Bleh.  Later.

Yes, it's in.

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It's been in, and leveled, for a while.  Plugged in, set up as suggested, and running.

I need to get things put back, whatever I am going to put back in it.  Who knows.  But... I best get to it.  It's a nice looking fridge.  Stainless, but that is cheaper than the old options.  I don't get that, but... it's the way of things these days.  I don't mind stainless, I just wouldn't ever have paid a premium for it, or a premium for the old "regular" type.  If all else is the same, I'll take the less expensive "skin".

More coffee.

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Did get it and in a timely fashion.  If, probably, only because I was working in the kitchen.

As well, I did sweep and mop, twice.  Then moved the old refrigerator to a cleaned corner, then mopped a few more times over what had been done, and over the part of the floor the fridge had previously been occupying as a temporary staging area before... cleaning the area it went to.

Coffee, finally.

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I boiled water.  And... more water.  And... more water?  I just... couldn't... remember.  I set the alarm, to let me know when it was ready.  Or should be.  When the alarm went off, two or three different times?  I would hit it then... totally forget... what it was about!  I am weary.

Finally, after two, three, or four times, having to refill the pan because it had nearly boiled off, I... got it.  Coffee then brewed, and the last half of the steak cooked yesterday, warmed and eaten as well.  Bitters, too, this time.  It's just... fat is... getting to me, again.  In part because I had stopped eating for a while.  It's the meat fat that gets to me.  The cream is easy to take in.  If too, difficult to void.  Always... a trick to things.

I checked earlier.  Didn't see a single trash bin out.  Or recycling bin.  I'll check again, shortly.  Looking up and down the street.  Is it slightly overcast out there, or... just... some odd light play as the sun begins to approach greatly distantly.  Difficult to quite know quite yet.  I doubt it?  But this has been a strange year, or a cooler one anyway.

I may set up another coffee.  Hoping it will... help, with things?  Having a terrible time waking up, staying awake, this morning.  I did a lot of work, probably overdid things just a bit.  Happy with it.  More to do yet this morning.  But... there is a cost, and difficulties come with it.  I am merely writing to... plant goals, give them a voice somewhere beside just in my mind, and to WAKE UP!  Or try.

If I haven't responded to things, don't worry.  I've just broken a little bit.  I'll... get to it when I can.  Ugh... would you believe even my hands are cramping?  Lightly, but that... definitely means I have... done some work.  I don't even mind, save that it cripples me up for a bit.  And I want to do more.

Other than emptying the refrigerator, after getting trash (and recycling if that seems the plan) out (if it is the day)?  And sweeping and mopping?  That'll be it for today.  When the refrigerator shows up, and gets placed, I'll probably go on back to bed for... whatever time is needed.  Hopefully just a nap, but it might be a long stretch of sleep.  My body is sore.

Well, time to check for bins out there.  If not out there, I'll empty the fridge.  Move it, sweep, and mop.  Good morning and day.

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Oh... forgot to post.  Saw one trash barrel out, so put mine out.  Pretty full.  After emptying the fridge, could put another bag out, but there is no room for it.  So It'll just have to go out after the bin is emptied.  And, yes, got the refrigerator emptied, and moved.  Now I just need to sweep and mop the area.  I'll... take a break, and get to it by 6:30.

Delivery is sometime this morning, between seven and eleven, or so I have been informed.  Usually they are pretty accurate.  Before anything goes back in, it will get a sniff test.  I don't want old refrigerator smelling things to go back in.  If I am out, I am... just out.  I tossed a lot of things out of an abundance of caution.  May toss more, due to simple odor.  I don't care, I don't want my new fridge to stick like the old one right off the bat.

I was a bit surprised at how light the old refrigerator is, empty.  I could, did, move that myself with absolute ease.  Nice.  I just need a minor break.  Then to it.  Oh... the coffee should be brewed.  This time I remembered the water, but was in the kitchen so heard it begin to boil.  Good thing, though.  As I forget to set an alarm.

Coffee.  More coffee!  Gosh but life is tight right now.  Ugh.  Later.

Awake, and a bit better.

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I was barely getting through yesterday.  Couldn't work, couldn't stand, couldn't think, could barely write.  Don't remember much.  Hope I... did what I was supposed to do?  I did get a shower.  I did clear the tosser stuff from my desk, if there is more to go, if lessor by two thirds?  Or so.  And I did bring the coolers up from the basement, last night, as a nearly final act.

The final act being clearing the drop in freezertop, so as to put the meat in the refrigerator freezer into there.  So that is clear.  And I turned the freezer, in the refrigerator, down.  Boy that thing is cold.  Works well for an old, very old, possibly very very old refrigerator.  But it smells like it's an old refrigerator.

A few quick things.

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First?  I am toast.  Today.  Nothing else will be done.  Am barely awake.  I wouldn't even say I am awake.  I'm just not asleep.  Mostly.  Only awake because I... was waiting on something.  Something I don't think will be showing up.  Okay.  Texted a quick query.  Will... know soon enough.  Then on to bed.  Or more fully on to bed.

It's 80, here in this front room.  And I am freezing.  I took a shower, which often heats me up?  I have had two fatted coffees.  Plus I had half a steak.  Frigid, I am.  Crazy, but okay?  Okay.  Blood sugar is 111.  I wondered if it had dropped much lower, to like 70, or 80.  Sometimes that makes me feel cold.  But, nope.  Nice read, but nothing too special.

A bit.

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Coffee down, and morning medicines.  Still rather tired.  Did clear the desktop, a bit.  More to go, but I got... most of the trash where it goes.  What remains, mostly, is... clutter.  Clutter material I want or need to manage rather than just throw out.  Then a shower was taken.

A half an hour to noon.  So, I've been up over four hours.  But getting going even on what little I have done has been... difficult.  It has taken every ounce of focus I could gather to push through to this point.  Really thinking about a nap.  Save I really don't want to nap!  Trying to limp through to early evening.

Up far earlier than expected.

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I had hoped to get to bed by, say, 20:00, maybe 20:30.  It wasn't until between 22:30 and 23:00 when I went in and down.  But down hard and fast.  No shower, couldn't.  I was doing good, at that point, to crab-shuffle up the stairs to get to bed.  I looked at the time but just know (believe) it was before 23:00 by a bit.  And 74 degrees?  I think so.

It was 74, up near me, when I woke up.  I slept, and slept, and... slept.  Keep thinking the alarm should go off and disturb my sleep Zen.  But, no.  It didn't.  Had I set it?  I think I checked, and rechecked.  Both were set.  But I don't remember being able to see the time.  I was... tired.  Confused a bit.  A good run of work, lately.

Years.

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While waiting to hear back, about whether to expect a visit this afternoon or evening, I went in and laid down on my couch.  Grabbed a seat cushion pillow and a blanket I keep down here.  For chilly mornings, and winter.  I arranged all and tucked in.  Tried to get Sassy to come up and nap with me, but she was having none of it.

If... it's a new situation, she just won't... do whatever.  Until, or unless, she becomes used to it on her own, in her time.  Which is fine with me.  Other than picking her up, some rare times, I don't bother her too much.  Sometimes she fusses about that, sometimes no.  But she doesn't get mean.

That may be it.

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I vacuumed again.  Then moved the furniture and got the other vacuum down.  It has much finer control, gets the smaller bits a bit better, mostly.  And it handles like a sports car rather than a dumptruck.  Then I vacuumed with the house vac, moved the furniture back, and pretty much called that good.

I haven't worked in the electronic corner, or the table, or end table type drawer... thing.  Or much else.  Still, it's a good deal of work done today.  Ribs are hurting.  Too tired to do more.  I am calling it a day.

More and more.

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Not at a great clip.  Though not at a terribly slow pace either.  The couch, coffee table, and a side table were cleared and moved so as to vacuum under.  A rough vacuum.  I may be getting the other vacuum cleaner down shortly.  I just went upstairs, but... wasn't thinking about that.  TWO trips up the stairs.  Yes, I am getting tired.

Oh, well, and while clearing those I got pretty much everything else out?  Well, no.  I have a table and table stand to clear. and one corner of stuff, near the television, to sort.  Still, a very nice lot of work done.  In two distinct batches.  I am having to take breaks every few hours to half hour, depending on just how much was involved with the work.  Light stuff?  I can go a bit to a lot longer.  The heavy stuff gets to me pretty quickly.

Just the living room.

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So far.  I have moved 95% of the stuff in there, out.  Boxes of stuff that is.  I vacuumed about a third to half the floor.  Quite a little bit of work, to be honest.  And I am wearing out.  I probably won't be able to keep up the pace to date.  But I should be able to do bits and parts along the way.

I am hoping to get everything else out of the living room.  Vacuum the areas I already hit, again.  Move furniture, vacuum under those areas, then put things back, or... rearrange as I would like.  If I can get that done, then all I really feel the great need to do after that is to clean the floors in the kitchen and this front room.

Up, and well?

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Oh, well, a few aches and grumps.  But... good, really.  I have felt this bad from days, weeks, months, of doing nothing.  Fact, I have felt worse after some of those times, or in the middle of nothingness.  So, I'm... good.  Very good.

It's cool in here, if already up to 77, if that was an hour ago.  Seems to be warming quickly, today.  Outside.  It is hitting 70 in this front room.  Up from 66.  If the main is staying at 70, so far.  It'll be a warm one, I think.  This next week or two will begin seeing just how potent my new "house trim" settings work.  If I have to, I'll put the ac's in, and turn them up.

Oh, that was pretty good.

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At first I wasn't sure.  It smelled... strange.  But, there was stuff in the oven.  I... need to clean that.  I have so much else to do, that won't be first on my list.  Especially since baking will be a rare thing for a goodly bit.  Still, it's... definitely on the list.  That might have been the problem.  Or... the off odor.

As for flavor?  Texture?  It reminded me of a pancake.  Say one that was sweetened, so that no syrup was needed.  But they were very good.  I make a seven by five?  Or so, casserole dish of it.  It cut into six parts, but I ended up eating them all.  Was hungry.  Still am, that isn't very much food.

I found the recipe.

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While late, I decided to go for it.  Five (or six) eggs, eight ounces of cream cheese, a bit of vanilla, a pinch of salt (my add), allulose and my other sweetener.  Just a touch of those.  Blend, butter the backing dish, and in at 350 for 25 to 40 minutes.

Not bad, not everything.

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I cleared space, and straightened up, the spare bedroom.  Only to shove half a dozen more boxes in there.  Still, yea.  It had to go somewhere.  I just can't go through it all right now.  Though, while packing and moving, I am pulling trash, empty boxes, or making boxes empty by filling part empty boxes with other partially empty boxes.

I am surprised how much I could get done, did open up, in there.  Making holes is making a mess, and exposing a mess.  But... it's... a start.

A bit more.

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I had wanted to cook.  Something.  A cheesecake, carnivore.  A custard?  I just couldn't make up my mind.  Didn't want to fry anything.  Just... no.  Not even that I'm not hungry, though I'm not.  I suppose I simply didn't want to waste the time trying to make something.  I did look at various recipes.  I must have lost one.  I may look on my blog, see if I can find something.  I am sure there was something easier.  I'll... look.  Though it's probably too late tonight.

I did get the dust pile, in the kitchen, up and tossed.  I also cleaned the waterline ring in my toilet, right to the shine.  I finished a half dozen boxes in this front room.  Sorted a few others.  Paring, tossing, sorting, as I went.  Which required sweeping again, up here.  Oh, and moved my desk a bit, and swept under it too.

Very good.

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I have been working pretty steady.  Sorting, tossing, packing away, sweeping, moving things and sweeping more.  I have done a lot of work today.  And yet there is so much more to go!  I'm not sure just how much I will honestly be able to finish.  I will have the path cleared.  I probably do have the path cleared.  For a simple through.  Mostly.  But I'll open things just a bit more. to make absolutely sure.

However, I want to clean, too.  And move boxes in to where I can sort them more easily.  I keep wanting to clean, before everything gets moved.  That isn't the most... efficient way to go.  However, there is a limit to how much heavier physical work I can do over time.  I need lighter work, after wearing myself out.  So it... might sort of be required.

Not bad.

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Oh, not... complete.  Though I did something else, as well as got a good start on the efforts.  I cleaned the sink and toilet, and around the base of the toilet.  Yeah.  Guys... aren't... always good at keeping on top of those things.  And... probably need more effort in that zone as well?  There is still a bit of a ring around the toilet bowl.  Working on that, over time.  I'll get it back to trim.

Then I started doing some work in this front room.  I've cleared... a third of what remained after clearing... a fifth sometime back?  It's... almost beginning to look like a room.  While a third of the floor space is cleared, it's really more, since some things are simply scattered.  Stacked, I could probably put everything into a fifth of the space, not even including the two desks.  Though... the desks need to be cleared too, a bit.

Awake before the ten alarm.

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Beating it by an half hour isn't an all out win.  Really tried to be up in the eighth hour.  Simply ran out of snoozes and time.  I did try.  I used all but the last one.  Surrendering that to the morrow.  Or some other day.  But... I do keep trying.  I'll... get it.  I do need to go to bed earlier.

The last few days I ended up either doing something too late into the day, or intending that.  As well, I have worked three days in a row.  Some of it heavier.  Yesterday wasn't technically heavy?  But, for me, it's about as much as I can usually do.  But came a day after much heavier (for me) work, and a day before that, again, of my usual maximum.  So... yeah.  Falling to sleep, after working even into the later afternoon is difficult for me.  It takes me a while to come down.

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I... wanted to see.

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I didn't need to test blood sugars again.  But... I wanted to see the number, to reinforce why not to eat out.  It (almost) always bunts blood sugar from... wherever it is up to the three hundred to four hundred range.  Which really does make me unhappy.  So... I checked.  Not only was it, of course, not in that upper range, but it came down further.  At 111, that is the lowest, I think, that it has been since I have been heading into carnivore.

So happy I didn't give in to my cravings.  I skipped fruit, for the same reason I skipped a burger and fries, pizza, or else.  Just having some cottage cheese and another fatted coffee.  I do like those.  I do.  The cravings?  I knew those would happen, after eating 'junk' food for three months.

Trying to eat more ribeye, more fatted coffee, and filling up on water beyond.  The cravings aren't a problem, here at home.  It's mostly when I leave, go to town.  Something... just... switches.  I suppose it's because, while starving at home, when I would get out I would eat out.  A bit of a link between the two was created.

Maybe only one if four, this week, or the last two weeks?  But I did resist this time.  One at a time.  This time... is good.  Will see if success leads to success, and I begin being more able.  I do have another week, where carbs are slightly tolerated.  Still, I'd... like to start tapping the breaks early.  In hopes of sorting this out before, rather than after.

You do realize humans are the only mammal on the planet that is confused about what to eat?  And how much?  So much for a big brained apex predator!  :)   Or... success lead to our failure?  Since we can eat it all, we do?  :p  Bleh.  Still, not today.  And the toilet works.  The tank fills quickly.  And I think I have the leak managed.  Will check in the morning.

No cleaning.  I just... wore myself on the plumbing work and trip to town.  There is tomorrow.  Goodnight.

Bah!

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I... had to look.  More information, on the toilet.  So, after looking, I went to tinker.  And, in tinkering?  Broke, the water outlet from the failed(ing) gasket.  Yes, there is plastic in that assembly, easily broken apparently.  I was trying to take it off, without disassembling the whole thing.  Didn't... go to plan.

Fine.  But I didn't want to go a week without a fully functioning toilet.  So I got in and to town, to the h.w. store.  They only had a cheap pseudo replacement.  At least it was actually cheap.  No gouging on inferior... well... more than is to be expected.

Hmm... a bit more?

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Not filling.  Or... well.  Not overflowing though either?  I'll check the fill level, but I don't think that is it.  I think it is just not filling very quickly, so just keeps running.  There is an internal valve, which probably needs to be replaced.  Though, as mentioned, for now I am going with just replacing the whole thing.  As... there could be problems in various areas that can't easily be fixed.  Or fixed at all.

I'll look it over, after reviewing more materials.  It's... just a matter of tinkering.  And, maybe, knowing there is nothing to be done.  It does get enough water to flush, over an half hour to hour.  So... for now... that might be as good as it gets.

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Was about to begin in on things when...

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Coffee and the remainder of the steak from last night.  A few bits and pieces, as I... got going.  Little things, in the way, or soon to be, or so it was believed.  Take care of the little stupid things before trying to bull through, isn't it?  Then to the bathroom, typical duty.  Flush.  Hmm.  Flush, flush?  No flush.

No water in the tank.  Hmm... Beginning the troubleshooting process.  First, to figure out which way the handle turns, to turn off the water.  Is it on?  Is there water flowing to it?  Hmm...  I finally sorted out how to turn it off.  Then disconnected the hose from the tank.  Checked the water flow, through the hose.  That works.  So... it's the check?  Okay.

Awake!

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Excited, a bit, for two causes.  First, I was awake before nine, having gone to bed a bit after midnight.  And, while that is not unusual in itself, given the excursions and efforts of yesterday, that is very very good.  For me.  And, second, I am awake.  But not just awake.  I... feel pretty good.  Would like to get coffee, and maybe something to eat, in.  Then get to work.

I think I can work, today.  I... almost feel good?  The body is ever so slightly tight?  It knows it walked, and lifted, and pushed some things.  It knows it was up a long day.  But it's... like it used to be, before falling ill.  Just... a bit off the top, not eaten, of possibles resources, down to the dregs.  I'm... good.  I really think so?  Yes.

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A bit of a miracle day.

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No time to write.  Until now.

I was up... I think I wrote about my morning.  I did get a shower in.  Then got dressed and out.  I went to the office of one of my doctors, obtained an order, for bloodwork.  Then did a bit of shopping there.  Then went to costco for a bit more shopping.  Filled the tank.  And?  Something else, that first run.

Not as early as hoped.

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I set the alarm for four and six.  I gave the four two or three snoozes, hoping I could wake.  Realized that wouldn't happen, so turned it off.  The six alarm offered more hope.  I turned it off, thinking I was awake, a few snooze bars in.  Here it is, almost nine, and I am just rolling out.  I pushed that too hard.

Oh, and I feel a bit warm.  The problem with eating carbs is that they do heat the body, or at least mine.  Annoying.  I will finish that last three quarters of the last sandwich today.  A bit this morning, a bit later.  It's... there.  I paid for it.  Pretty expensive, these days.

I... cheated again.

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I suspected I would.  Before leaving for town.  So I ate steak, the last third of the sirloin.  Which means I had two thirds of a pretty hefty sirloin, through the day, and two large fatted coffees, maybe three?  Trying to keep from... doing what I did, suspected I would do, intended to do.

Jimmy Johns.  Better than the others?  I doubt it.  But that was the goal.  Two foot long's.  One with two meats, one with every meat they have.  I liked it, but didn't crave it, while eating it?

Not all that was hoped.

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Would you believe it was too cool?  I... don't know how long into the morning I made it, maybe eleven?  Then I simply clocked out.  Couldn't do much up to then, either.  I got coffee in, medicine, and a third of the sirloin.  Then I absolutely crashed.  I went up for a quick nap, not waking until... 15:00?  Give or take an half hour.

Then, after an hour or two, I finally did get a shower taken.  With plans on getting to a doctor's office for a bit of business, to the bank, to order the refrigerator, and was hoping to stop at costco.  I... only got the middle two of those things done.

Up, if a bit late.

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Around six thirty when I rolled out, give or take a decade.  It is 78 upstairs, near where I sleep.  If I could get venting for the attic, that would fix that.  But I... at the moment, don't mind.  Downstairs is 67/66, cooler up front, probably even cooler in the kitchen.  Outside is why, which surprised me.  It is only 44 out there?  On July 2nd?  Okay.  But... yes, cooler.  Maybe not freakishly cooler?  Though... maybe.  Well, that it rained yesterday, to my notion, at this time of year, is freakish.

Cold, but I am... almost... beginning to adjust.  Not to the cold, or the heat, but both at once.  I can adjust to almost anything.  I just... need some time.  I am one of "those" people?  Or... something.  Not absolutely convinced I am a people, but there is no legit app for that.  :p

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Just a touch more.

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Unpacking the small refrigerator was far easier than anticipated.  I expected to have to wrestle with strapping, then heavy duty staples, and who knows what else.  Nope!  Just cut the nylon spanning straps, the top lifted off (as I was beginning to dismantle it) and... done.  I did have to unwrap it, and take off a few corner protectors.

But, really?  They thought the packing through, and made it simple enough for a cave man.  I should know!  I had already spent an half hour clearing a space for it, and sweeping the floor where it would go.  It was just a matter of moving the thing.

Not a lot.

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So far?  The dorm refrigerator did get landed on my stoop.  Very surprised.  Ordered it Friday, wasn't listed as being delivered until the third to the fifth.  But... often later.  Two business days ain't bad, if over the weekend and they work weekends.  Even deliver fed.  They can be a bit more hit or miss than ups, or that used to be the case.

With the price of fuel, and everything wonky, probably never to return, on top of inflation and D.C.'s seeming war with the world?  I'm... almost surprised anything is moving, available, and more.  It's... coming to an end, almost no matter how things go, near or far.  For now, I just... am thankful for another day without nukes flying.  Yea, we are nearing there.  The globalists would rather rule an ashtray than surrender, renegotiate, realize all they have is nukes, and that won't matter to those they have already bombed or else into the stoneage.  No, it's not Biden.  He's doing good to scribble his coloring books, and stay in the lines, at this point.  I'd like to see his signature, compared to what it really was, when he signs things into law.  Or... does he just have a stamp?  Or does Jill use the stamp?

Burgers.

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Fried well.  Done, but not to terrible dryness.  I couldn't finish them.  I ate what I could though.  No need for bitters?  Well, I might have some, shortly, just to... clear that up a hair.  Or... make sure it doesn't come back to get me?  It wasn't... all that good, tasty.  But it was good enough.  And provided a nice dose of leaner protein.

Oh, last night?  I did remove the specialist grade dressing, as I may have written.  Initially just covering the wound with ointment, gauze, and a larger border dressing, with some breathability.  But, that... didn't work well.  My leg, the wound, was simply killing me.

Looks like the storm is sticking around.

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It isn't active.  No rain, or thunder for that matter.  But the clouds are thick and staying, for now.  Could go away in an hour, if that's the way it will go.  Or may stay for days.  I'll know soon enough.  Pleasant, though.  Cold?  Well, yes.  It's 72 in this front room.  And humidity is up.  But I'll take that, after the last few days.  It looks like ac use will be stalled a little longer.  Yes, I am stalling.  But, too, eating carnivore has vanquished the need in even the recent conditions.

The griddle is heating.  I checked the burger.  It is good.  So I set up to half pounders.  The rest I bagged.  Hoping that works well.  And, I was thinking about throwing the old steak out.  But, examined it too.  No, I think it is good enough even yet.  I may have that, instead of the sirloin, later.  While it is far richer, fattier, it is far smaller.  Not even an inch thick.  So I'll have to be careful while cooking it.

A reasonable awakening.

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Not as early as I would have liked?  That nap like thing first, then up three hours before finally getting to bed, upset that applecart.  Still.  Up at 5:30.

Trash and recycling gathered and out.  Well, and I checked out there first.  It's down to 58, but rained sometime during the night.  I didn't hear a thing.  It may have been soft.  Or, maybe not.  It left a reasonable amount of wetness around.  So either it hit hard, or sprinkled much of the night?  I just don't know, no way to tell.

About to drop again.

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At 22:24, a three hour wakeful nap?  An inverse nap?  It's nearing time to go on back to sleep.  I would have been to bed earlier, but I forgot to add a couple of cans of water and a double shot of electrolytes.  I got the fatted coffee down, but just.  Did I need it?  Hard to tell, when just coming to, or back to, carnivore.  It takes a while to get the rope jumping down on the gig.

Anyway, it was filling.  Which... I made me need for it to pass a bit so I could add water.  Then I... sort of forgot.  Until I realized I was so tired I could drop.  Then put it back on the program, and am getting it in.

I did get to bed.

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At 17:00, give or take five, if probably to the earlier side.  Here it is, 19:34 and here I sit.  Too hot, but the effects were the problem, not the general condition.  My eyes are dry as sandpaper.  As well, the wound had dried up, consumed all the collagen fluids and materials I had put in, as well as sealing tighter and tighter on my leg until it became the equivalent of a... skin-based tourniquet?  Something.

Oh, that was annoying me harshly.  The wound the worst.  I pulled the bandage, then put on a 6x6, that is supposed to breath, just adding a dab of standard triple anti-biotic or the other ointment, and 2x2 gauze for simple padding.  Tried to get back to sleep, but that area on my leg was killing me.

Warm upstairs?

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Most likely in the low 80s.  So far that hasn't been too difficult for me.  With a fan going.  Yes, it's about bedtime.  Nearing 17:00.  By the time I get up there, lay down, and tuck in, it'll be that time, maybe ten after.

I'll feed Sassy a final meal before going to sleep.  I haven't been letting her come up.  I do for a while, until she starts gagging to wake me up.  She gets plenty of food.  She just... acts up sometimes.  So, she gets grounded to the downstairs for a few days to a week.  Then gets a few days up.  I try to keep it at that, or she'll take advantage of it.

Honestly?

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A beautiful day.  Amazingly so.

I stepped out just now, to check the outdoor temperature.  92.  Indoors, down here, it is 76 in the main portion, a little cooler in the kitchen, 81 up here, with the computer, me, and the fan.  No ac running.  Three fans, two down here, front and back, and one upstairs.  And?  Windows open in the back areas.  This house is... different.  If you close it up, then it will get hotter.

Someone is flirting?

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Watching me climb out of the grave, again?  Enjoying the show?  And more.

I really have to think so.

Coffee and steak.

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Food is good.  Coffee is still part of it.  Is coffee good for you?  Some say no, some say yes, others believe it is a religious thing while drinking regular soda?  No.  So, for me, if I were to vote it in or out, it would be based on health.  What I have seen is that... it is debatable.  Which... most likely means it could very well be good for some people, but not others.

As it stands, consensus is deemed more important than truth.  Neither side of the debate cares if the other side might have the truth of it, for some subsection of population.  It's... all or nothing.  "I win".  Right or wrong.  So... I don't worry about what they think.

Hmm? Up a bit late.

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Well, after tending coffee, feed Sassy, changing her water, and dressing at least for around the house, then looking over some things this morning, it's 5:09 as I write.  By my watch, 5:11 by the computer.  :p  Bleh.

It was 78 upstairs, near me, when I got up, 72 in the main area of my home, and now anyway is 74 up front.  Outside was 51/52.  though it may cool a goodly bit with the front door open a crack now.  I close that as I go to bed these days.  So this front room gets just a bit warmer.  That... with it being in the low 90s, perhaps mid 90s, yesterday.  Not bad.  I may finally have figured a few things out.  Though, how long I will be able to keep it cooler is difficult to know.  And, this front room does get up to the low 80s by mid to later afternoon.  But, for now, that is easily tolerable.  I would never have believed I could handle that so well.